Sweet Pills
Chapter 3. New Residential
The rain is pouring.
Heavy rain fell on the destination city of Niki that afternoon, while He was on his way to a new place of habitation.
He drives with his best friend, a legendary motorcycle that has accompanied his adventure from city to city, area to area, even from village to village.
Beat red with the energy of the pertamax oil is always consistent, never filled with other qualities because it is durable, about consistency.
The mask no longer filters dirty air, but holds seepage from the helmet to the face. He also pulled over to the red minimarket which is fifteen kilometers from the destination.
Sure enough, the mask is like dilaundry. Clean with a squeeze once twisted.
He threw away the mask, put the helmet on the outside table, took off the raincoat, and went in and bought some water.
Niki stood for quite a long time in front of the glass door of the beverage refrigerator. The water from the sandal until it pooled down the store's estate shelf behind it.
It was almost a boy slipping if he did not hold on to the bottom of his shirt, which spontaneously made him look down.
“Kakak kayak tadpole rat got.”
The emotion? Not at all. The mood is good. Petty insults are so unable to tear apart his burning feelings of four-five since yesterday.
He was declared qualified to attend work training as a participant in graphic design. Then, he immediately contacted Mila to help her take care of an impromptu transfer to a new boarding house located an hour from the original city.
A much-anticipated activity by career lovers like Niki. It is good to be productive in young adulthood. When stamina is able to work extra to collect rupiah.
Now, a bottle of jasmine scent tea was within his grasp towards the cashier.
Rain is no reason to wait for tomorrow to move. An hour's drive from a previous habitation is no reason to get tired of driving on slippery roads.
His will is louder than the reality. Instead of being a wall, the universe seems to provide a lot of windfall that rains itself through the speck of sky water. Health, safety, blessing, and happiness.
At about four in the afternoon he arrived at the destination point, precisely in front of a stainless steel fence. There was no way he could come in and knock on the door, because the fence was still locked. It is also impossible He shouted ‘excuse’ because the long house was far pulled over inside.
Between the fence with the building separated by a large field that fit for the parking lot of ten sand trucks, very wide. Next to it is a large tower that is very high for the purposes of signaling a subdistrict of the South River.
“PLN Office, yes?” thought Niki.
He turned on the motor again and drove slowly to follow the road in the alley.
The end was a field twice as wide as the one he had seen before. Next to the field there is a simple house that matches the photo of the post of the mother in whatsapp.
Blue paint house with blue fence. There was a large guava tree in front of him as a dwelling of wild squirrels. He parked under the tree.
The end of this alley is bounded by a chest-high green fence that plows from the left end of the field to the right end of the house building.
He was also interested in looking at the scenery behind the field while carrying his purple cellphone.
Tired felt as his steps slowly, so wide this field. And he arrived in front of the most beautiful panorama.
Hidden gem says people.
The scenery is presented as beautiful as the imagination of children about the flower garden under the foothills.
The river water flowed profusely under the courtyard that stood on top of this high wall. His voice roared, fitting perfectly in Niki's ears. Moreover, if enjoyed after dawn, it must be much more shahdu.
The atmosphere of the afternoon after the rain is really romantic. The little speck still dripping from the sky seemed to make physical contact with him to feel the coolness of the water in that new place.
The smell of the wind is very fresh and fragrant because of the many ornamental plants with colorful flowers and large trees around it.
The butterflies started flying upwards greeting Niki. Some cats meow at his feet. That afternoon, Niki smiled warmly in the cold of the day.
With a smile, He said “His pleasure can heal every day.”
Suddenly there was the voice of the mothers behind him, “Nak Niki, yes?”
Niki spontaneously turned around, “Mother Husna?”
“Iya,” nod her. “Come, login. We'll look around the room first.”
Husna's mother was really friendly, gentle way of speaking, warm smile, truly motherly. With a few keys in his hand, he took Niki to the very end of the room with the tosca door.
Niki nodded with her mouth open. The room was really pretty. He can feel comfort even though the wind blows fast enough to hit the tile to clang.
“Nah, here is the kitchen.” point Bu Husna towards the stove one furnace right near the entrance to the living room. On the left is a very clean sink.
Niki then entered the room behind the narrower kitchen. There are two bathrooms complete with showers and of course, squat toilets.
“There are two remaining rooms whose bathrooms are joined. Nak Niki the plan here is how long?”
“For one month first, mom. I just passed job training.”
“Wah, so apparently.” he was happy to hear it. “Congratulations yes, hopefully at home and smooth training.” he continued patting slowly Niki's shoulder. “Nak, drink a drag first, so do not catch a cold.” while serving a glass of warm tea for him.
Almost Niki's cheeks were again showered with water. Not from the sky, but from the eyes. He was completely moved by the warm banquet he received in this new city. One city allowed him to stay longer.
A blue car arrived and parked behind a red beat motorbike. Mila finally arrived safely carrying Niki's belongings from her old boarding house.
He gets out of the car to see Niki's mysterious new home. The location is far from the city center, really at the end of a dead end alley.
His footsteps were intercepted as the view behind the field greeted him from a distance. He then approached, hysterically.
“Niki! Mbak Niki!” his yell.
“Bent, Mil. I'm confused which room to use.”
“Splins, here!”
Distractable. Niki also approached the source of the sound. Mila's reaction made her smile because her friend was amazed by the view behind the field, just as she had experienced before.
“But pretty! Photograph, dong.”
His purple realme phone was filled with portraits of the back view of the blue house, with Mila as the model. Not quite once, of course Mila wants Niki to take from all angles. And fortunately, from any angle, the location at the end of this alley is indeed beautiful and aesthetic.
“Yu where mbak, this is mah hidden gem name." exclaimed Mila jubilant.
“I don't know if the view is this secure. Just sent a photo of the blue house with his mother.”
“Oh yes? That tall white, mother kost?”
“He-em.”
“Fix anyway, will be at home you are here. Come on, take Oxel, too. Let us stay at your hostel, yeay!” exclaim Mila again while embracing Niki's shoulder which is lower than her shoulder.
“After training, yes. Yuk ah, come in. I'm not done picking a room.”
“Basic, plin-plan.”
Mila follows Niki's steps towards some of the empty rooms that Ms. Husna offers. He then gave advice to Niki through a whisper to immediately make a decision, because he saw, Ms. Husna began to look for neighbors to chat with.
“I think, here anyway, mbak. Let's know what it's like to have a bathroom in how.” advises. “The room is good, very spacious. Satisfied you can roll, roll front, even like can practice catwalk as well deh. Nih, perhatiin.” added while stepping like a model.
The two then giggled while arranging Niki's belongings. Not to forget, they decorate the beautiful pink paint room with tumblr lights that glow golden yellow. Really warm and comfortable.
...∞...
The choice are choosen.
Room number six at the far right, door tosca. Niki's new room with an inner bathroom. A simple wooden bed, a set of cabinets and a slick study table in the left corner of the room near the window. Spot was immediately a favorite of Niki to continue the night with Sweet Pills.
“Sweet Pills, here you go.”
He placed the chocolate-covered book on the top shelf. After cleaning the body, he immediately greeted his second best friend.
A new beginning with a new atmosphere. Will I go back to normal this time?
They say you going too far this time. Really? I mean, isn't the longer the journey, the more experience you get? Perhaps, the more chance I have of being healed.
I’ll always take the easiest road before. But now, I want to get out of my comfort zone. – N.K, March 13, 2022.