Blue Blouse
EIGHT

Moses rode his Ducati, down the road. Before returning home, he wanted to take the time to buy rolled bread at a small roadside stall. Not because he was hungry, but because bread was his favorite snack.

"Mas, buy four!" moses looked briefly at the window of the stall and sat down in a chair.

"OK," the seller chimed in as he gestured the hand of the index finger and the curved thumb collided and the other three fingers were still standing. Immediately after that he began pouring the flour dough over a thin greasy pot with a stove he had long lit.

Just sitting down, he gets a chat in the form of a voice message from his mother. He also played it, heard the sound of his mother's demanding recording.

"Moses, grandma you haven't come home yet, mama kicked you out of this house. Well find your own money there, mama don't want to take care of you anymore!"

Hmm, speaking of mulu ngusir long ago but only doang! moses, speaking to himself.

"Yes, Ma. This is Moses still waiting for the rolled bread, this is gone home." Musa also recorded his voice with voice note feature and sent it like just sending a regular chat.

When the four rolled loaves of Moses' order were ripe and neatly wrapped in rubber-tied oil paper, the seller put all the wrappers in black plastic and gave them to Moses.

"This is yes sir" Moses said, giving the seller a piece of dark blue money and receiving a plastic bag containing four packages of rolled bread.

The seller said nothing when he received the money. He quickly took a violet-purple note from his pocket and gave it to Moses. "This is yes, Mas. Thank you," he said.

After receiving the change, Moses immediately got on his motorbike and drove as fast as lightning down the traffic road that began to be traversed by many large trucks. Not wanting to slow down time for fear of her mother getting more nagging when she gets home, Moses deliberately turns his motorcycle through a quiet street which is a shortcut to the housing complex where his house is located.

***

"Please ...! Please ...!"

A soft cry was heard, along with the voices of two men.

Aurel's shirt buttons have been completely exposed but not yet separated from her body, revealing a tiny black bra on both of her chest. Aurel fought hard to escape, unfortunately he was not strong enough to fight the two men who were now about to harass him.

No longer on the streets, the two men had led Aurel to the edge of the light-poor road. Thank goodness the place was clean, there was no trash. Aurel kept crying for help. Aurel wanted to bite the hand of one of the men who was now holding him, but he was disgusted, he did not want to contaminate his mouth. All he could do right now was cry.

Meanwhile, Moses who passed through the quiet streets was astonished when he saw a jacket made of jeans lying on the road. He stopped the motor, curious.

"Well, in a place like this, how is it still perfect for people to throw away clothes anyway?!" he said when he got off the bike and immediately approached the jacket.

"Or else the owner lost the jacket maybe?" muttered.

Moses began to examine the pocket of the jacket, where he managed to find the wallet. He was surprised when he opened the contents of his wallet, there is Aurel ID card, his friend. "Aurel?!" he said while frowning. Shortly after, he heard the sound of women crying from the bushes on the side of the road. His premonition began to get bad, he thought that the sound of crying was Aurel's voice. Soon he ran towards the bushes and found Aurel being harassed by two men.

Without a second thought, Moses immediately beat the two men to death. Although his body was outnumbered by the two men, but the kick boxing ability he had outperformed both. He beat them all out to the point of being weak helpless.

As the two men in black were fighting with Moses, Aurel took advantage of this opportunity to quickly button up his originally exposed clothes. He was very embarrassed, thinking that Moses had seen his underwear. He knew that Moses was a good man, he did not want his aura to be seen by the man he still liked.

Losing a landslide, one of the men in black roared on the ground, unable to lift his body again to fight.

"DON'T BOTHER MY GIRL!" moses shouted firmly at the two men, then he pulled one of them by the shirt and punched his cheek firmly until his teeth and gums bled, so the man was in pain.

Lose telak. The two men gave up. The two of them who had been battered were also full of injuries that immediately left the place.

Moses gasps. He actually felt guilty when he beat up the two men in black, but he did it to preserve the honor of Aurel who was a good girl. With sweat sweat that now adorns his body to make his clothes wet. He was so happy when he won this fight.

Aurel amazement. He did not know that Moses had come to save him.

"Aren't you okay?" moses asked, turning around, checking on Aurel.

Aurel shook his head. He also did not know what expression to express. He's really stiff. "Thank you, yes" he said, staring into Moses' two beautiful eyes, nervous.

"Together" Moses smiled.

Moses takes Aurel back to his dorm. Tracing the crowded traffic streets by vehicles and roadside building lights. Aurel's heart was pounding all the way, all the way, he could not understand that a man he had liked since childhood was now hugging him with his motorbike while he had to wrap his hands around the man's stomach so as not to fall. Befriend the breeze of the night that is not too cold, the journey to Aurel's dormitory as if approved by God. The atmosphere is so cool, also the flow of a smooth journey to the destination without any obstacles.

***

A girl placed a rectangular alarm clock resembling a yellow children's toy bus without wheels on the floor, filling the empty sides of the other six alarm clocks with a variety of shapes. A total of seven alarm clocks, all showing at eleven minutes and nine.

"Well, it's been seven hours, we won't be late tomorrow!" exclaimed Kimmy, the girl who set the seven alarm clocks. Now he sits on the floor.

Room lights are still on, this dormitory is not so tight. The students who live there are still free to live in boarding houses. Yeah, maybe because the boarding rules only apply to high school students, so a lot of college students underestimate the rules they want.

"Eitherway. We need to get ready for another squat jump I think. The alarm clock may not wake us up early in the morning, .." - Timpal Shania, the other girl who was also in the same room. She is still reading the novel she recently borrowed from the library, Totto Chan: Little Girl on the Window, a white-coated novel with cartoon pictures of girls.

"DEPHAT!"

There was a sound from Vera's phone that had finished playing Mobile Legends: Bang Bang. "Ckk!" her chirps were irritated while ruffling her hair. Unable to resist his frustration, he vented his emotions by laying his body on the soft mattress that he had been sitting on. Every now and then he looked at the ceiling of the room adorned with cobwebs, imagining that one day his Moonton account name could be perched in the global first rank.

Today, Vera has been addicted to playing the game since 6 pm, she plays in rank mode seriously, but she actually has a lose streak.

"Main solo?" ask Kimmy.

"Hmmm, you are this ... Already know tomorrow morning we perform at the opening event of campus sports week, why is it still on all literacy?! We have to leave early tomorrow!" exclaim Kimmy.

"Well, why are you still awake? You can sleep first and then tomorrow morning you wake us up" said Vera. This time he decided not to enter the gaming portal anymore. He's tired.

"By the way, Aurel hasn't come home yet?" sahut Shania. He soon realizes that Aurel is the only member of the room whose nose is not visible tonight.

"That's why I'm still awake, I'm waiting for Aurel to come home." Kimmy chimps. As the leader in the room, he has full responsibility for order in the room as well as harmony between fellow room members.

Kimmy, Shania and Vera glanced at each other.

"Try me to ask the next room, who knows if he's playing there!" shania shouted down her novel, then she rushed to the door, to check on Aurel's whereabouts in the next room which was also inhabited by fellow students of the Para Den campus.

Just now Shania was about to grab the doorknob, the door opened first. Aurel appeared before him with a happy-looking face. "Hi, Shania, go to the bathroom, okay?" aurel asked, as if she had just gotten something she liked the most, while she did not know that her roommates had just been worried about her situation.

"No, it's not so" Shania said in surprise. He returned to the bed where he had previously read the novel by lazing.

"Kayak like that? What's up?" ask Vera, too, astonished. He now put his phone on the study table, no longer have the desire to push rank anymore. Then he went back to his bed and lay on his stomach while turning his gaze towards Aurel.

"Actually I'm sad because my favorite guitar is gone" Aurel said. He was picking up a nightgown suit that he was going to wear tonight in his closet. "But something managed to treat the sadness," he continued when he got his preferred nightgown suit, then he closed the door again.

Kimmy, Shania and Vera frowned simultaneously for a few seconds while continuing to notice Aurel's strange behavior who had now gone into the dressing room to change her clothes. Then the three of them glanced at each other.

Shortly after Aurel had changed his clothes, he went to his bed and began smearing his face with milk cleanser and massaging each side of his face slowly before he completely cleaned his face with cotton. Aurel found his face very dirty after seeing the cotton he had just used it managed to take a lot of stains from his face. It had become routine for Aurel to clean his face before going to bed.

"What really happened to you?" ask Kimmy to make sure. He approached Aurel by sitting next to him.

Meanwhile, Vera and Shania are still in bed, only they have not slept, still watching Aurel who looks strange tonight.

"What am I really doing?" ask Aurel wonder. He stopped cleaning his face. Now he poured a little toner on the cotton and then re-wiped his face with the wet cotton, flattening it to each side.

"Come on, Aurel, be honest. You can't hide anything from us!" exclaim Kimmy.

"Where did you end up from when this night just came home?" sahut Shania.

Upon finding Shania's question, Aurel's eyes spontaneously glanced toward the seven alarm clocks arranged circularly on the floor. Each hour hand points towards one with the minute pointing towards the number seven. Aurel's eyes widened instantly.

"Oh, no. The captain will punish us tomorrow!" exclaiming Aurel.

"Not tomorrow, but later!" sahut Vera's.

***

!!!!!!!

Every alarm rang, but none of the four students who stayed up all night woke up from their sleep. Shania who happened to roll from her bed was jolted awake and realized that the seventh ring of alarm was now almost making her ears break. He immediately woke up and turned off all the alarms one by one.

A beam of sunlight also entered the room through a small portion of the window glass that was not completely covered by the curtain, the day was morning! Shania was surprised to find the clock had passed. This morning at 07:12 am, which he and his friends should have been on campus at 07:00 am.

***

The ocean feels cool, fresh and pleasing to the eye. The slowly sinking sunlight with the view of the blushing sky was an incredible opportunity for anyone who saw it directly by the beach this afternoon. Whahuh? The afternoon? Why is time so fast?

Moses was standing alone on the shore. Without footwear, he was able to feel how comfortable he was standing on the white sand that felt soft on the soles of his feet. The wind of the afternoon really made him amazed at the power of God.

Suddenly his gaze darkened, like a lamp suddenly extinguished without any help from other light from nature. Someone closed his eyes with both hands, but he could guess that it was Lyra, his best friend.

"Lyr, you're finally here, too" said Moses as soon as Lyra let go of her hand. He glanced at the girl's two pretty eyes and kissed her lips sincerely. They seem to kiss a lot. The beautiful scenery this afternoon is already used to be their dating background.

Suddenly it became night. Moses and Lyra were now in their rooms, on the same bed. The two joked with each other laughs, looking through every picture that appeared in the magazine that is now read by them. Lyra was still blabbering, detailing all the magazine photos she was trying to tell Moses. Moses is now more interested in his hair that smells like strawberries. Does Lyra use children's shampoo every time she takes a bath? I don't know, Moses doesn't care. Moses only wanted to gently caress the hair of his lover.

I don't know when that will come to their mind. Moses and Lyra finally make love. Looks like the magazine reading has finished, now the magazine is wasted under their bed. While the night gets hot. Sweat soaked the body of the two who were now not wrapped in a piece of cloth. They make out like lovers who have shared their privacy.

Shortly as Moses was about to reach his climax, ...

"Heh, Moses!" call Liam who suddenly appeared above Moses as soon as Moses opened his eyes.

Moses was still in his bed. He just woke up. He was very surprised when he realized that the sky had appeared bright, visible from the window of his room which was rarely covered by curtains. He was shocked, but rushed to the bathroom.

"Such a color boy!" muttered Liam while shaking his head, concerned. "There is a futsal race, still waking up late, the futsal is still later at nine," he said again, talking alone.

As usual, Liam will visit Moses' house to go to campus together, whether it's for college or futsal. Incidentally Liam and Musa are both members of the campus futsal team which today there is a futsal competition between students on campus sports week.

Thank goodness Liam came on time this morning. Moses could have missed his biggest opportunity if he left the sports week just by reason of bad luck. It was also Moses bathing long enough, either self-treatment like what he was practicing, but he equalized the duration of the women's bath.

***