
Sri saw the wall clock hanging in the living room, the night showed at 21:15, he still remembered Dwi was usually packing tomatoes at this hour, the harvest this afternoon will usually be sent early tomorrow, his friend must be doing his job which usually only can be completed until one in the morning.
He convinced himself to ask Dareen for help, if Dareen wanted to help him he decided he would call Dwi even though it was almost night.
"Sir, may I borrow your cell phone to call my friend ?" tanya Sri hesitated.
"Hah, you crazy yaa call people malem-malem gini, heh kek no time of day" sewot Dareen.
"But Sir... Ah no, yes already but tomorrow morning can you lend me the master's phone ?"
"What is the importance of your friend ?" asked Dareen, he was quite curious who exactly Dwi Rangga was.
"Yes sir, because only he can help me"
"Help lo ?"
"Yes sir, yes sir then I went back to the room again this is late at night" said Sri, he then turned around to go into his room.
"Eehh Sri wait.." prevent Dareen.
"Yes, sir, why ?"
"this, if you really need it" Dareen gave his phone to Sri, it was curious to have defeated his high prestige.
"What, sir ?" Sri can't believe it turns out Dareen isn't as bad as she thought.
"Don't geer lo, I it's just the same kasian lo" haughty to cover the kepepoannya.
"Yes my master also knows, surely master just pity" said Sri.
"Yes have already taken it" Dareen gave his cellphone which was still not taken by Sri.
"Thank you, sir"
Then Sri immediately called Dwi to find out about her parents, hoping that Dwi could lend her phone to her parents because the distance of her house and Dwi's house was only two houses away.
But for fear of disturbing the house and if in the room afraid to wake Fahira, Sri chose to call on the front porch of Mr. Safar's house.
It was also what sparked Dareen's curiosity, until Sri avoided calling the Dwi Rangga she thought.
Without Sri knowing, it turns out that Dareen followed him from behind, Dareen's sense of kepo has been very culminating when he found Sri who seemed excited to be able to call Dwi Rangga like two people who had long been unpatient.
When the truth happened, when Sri managed to call Dwi, Dwi just ran to Sri's parents' house so Sri could directly talk to her parents.
Now Sri who looks excited is actually talking with a symbol but again Dareen can not hear clearly so there is only a misunderstanding in him.
"Seneng really can call his guy" muttered Dareen slowly, he smiled lightly while looking at Sri.
Long time he saw what Sri did during the call, one that he could conclude is Sri really let go of his longing.
"The electric "lup" that suddenly went out made the two panic, though, in densely populated housing such as the home of Mr. Safar what else is housing it is also one of the areas affected by flooding making today alone at least electricity has died four times.
Dareen panicked because he actually felt he had to take care of Fahira when Sri called the Dwi Rangga but he did not do it because he was too curious about Sri's affairs.
While Sri he suddenly panicked because Fahira whom he suspected was only accompanied by Dareen, when the lights off like this he was afraid Fahira woke up and looked for him.
"Bugh"
"Aww"
Sri like bumping into someone, because too panicked he who was under the darkness did not pay too much attention to the road so it looks like he hit someone and then fell sitting in the living room chair, and at that time also Mr. Safar who was carrying a flashlight to give light to Sri was very surprised by what he saw with his flashlight, he saw his bachelor's body overlapping Sri, and worse yet somehow the front of Sri shirt slightly exposed.
"Astagfirullahaladzim Dareen" shouted Mr. Safar, thus making Bu Halima auto ngibrit run towards the source of the sound.
Both of them now with a reflex of separating themselves, and Dareen however he has been in contact with Sri, what else with such a position, what else, now he only thinks about how to convince his parents that he and Sri actually accidentally collided until they fell.
"What's wrong, sir, why yell, pity Fahira is sleeping, shame on the neighbors" said Bu Halima who did not see what was witnessed by Mr. Safar earlier because when he came Dareen and Sri had stood up while bowed, not exactly just Sri who was bowed, not just Sri who was down, while Dareen he seemed to be focusing on thinking about something.
"Mom, your son" said Mr. Safar.
"Why sir, Dareen why ?" Ms. Halima then looked at her son full of question marks. "What is Dareen ?"
"Mom this is just a misunderstanding" said Daren "Pak, Mr. sapah understand, me and Sri collided and fell" said Dareen.
"Why are you in the living room ? Sri is not you should accompany Fahira" asked Mr. Safar firmly, heard from his tone at this time he was really serious and maybe also angry.
"I was calling my parents in the village of Mr. Ustadz, then suddenly turned off the lights and it turns out I accidentally hit Mr. Dareen and fell into the chair" explained Sri honestly.
"And you're Dareen ?" ask his father again.
"I want to take my phone, all of you want Sri has not called" replied Dareen reasoned.
"Heh, then why don't you break away immediately after colliding and touching like that, you realize you're not a muhrim" asked Mr. Safar again.
Both stuck, Sri confused how to explain it. What else this time he faced with a religious person.
"Yeah where I know suddenly you come nyenterin us, I'm a new ration" replied Dareen again.
"Dareen so if you don't find you like that soon, what do you want ?"
"Yaaa did not say anything sir, got up and apologized to Sri, already" replied Dareen briefly.
"Hiks hyks" suddenly Bu Halima cried, she even stroked Sri's cheek as if Sri had just been hurt.
"What's so bad about your fate, son, what did this brat do to you ?" said Ms. Halima with a sob.
"Mom, Mr. Dareen didn't do anything, we really just accidentally got hit" Sri said while calming Ms. Halima.
"Let's go to the room, pity Fahira has to sleep alone, where it's dark again" said Ms. Halima.
"Hei Bu is actually the mother's son who the hell" said Dareen, he was very upset to see his mother who was very attentive to Sri.
"Be quiet, what you have done to Sri, you are not muhrim but have touched" said Bu Halima.
"Mom.we unintentionally, Mother misunderstood, Sir believe you misunderstood"
For some reason from the eyes of his father, Dareen seemed to be able to see disappointment and lack of trust in what had just happened to him and Sri.
"Ah shit..."
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