Kamal was running late! With his hair still uncombed, a roti canai in his mouth, and a bag in his hand, he immediately walked to the entrance of the class. Only to see Renai jumping and jumping to unlock the selak of the top part of the door.
Yeah she does look cute while struggling the hell out of that door. But still, it's none of Kamal's problems. He just puts his stuffs on a table, sat down, and continued munching on his roti canai. He swiped through his morning Insta feed as Renai was struggling in the background.
"Hello? Hello??", Renai jumped, this time to catch Kamal's attention. "I'm really sorry to bother your morning, Kamal. But can you help me with this? Again, I'm really sorry to bother you"
"Keep trying. You're almost there", Kamal said, half-assed.
"Seriously? That's rude!", Renai stated the obvious.
After a few seconds of waiting for Kamal's possible sudden change of mind that never came, Renai sighed patiently and continued reaching for the selak.
Jump. Drop. Sigh. Jump. Drop. Sigh. Over and over again.
Okay, now this is getting annoying. Kamal reluctantly stood up and walked towards the door.
"I don't know what's so hard about this. You just go do-", Kamal had his hand reaching up to the selak, but was cut short just before he could touch it.
Confused, Renai asked. "What's going on?"
"Tight shirt", Kamal said, uncomfortably. In an effort to keep all his buttons in place, he put his hand down.
"Try jumping"
"Oh you want me to jump? You, want me, to jump?", Kamal then jumped and hit the selak. Nothing happens.
Angry, Kamal repeated the act again and again, as if trying to prove a point to Renai.
"Try to hit spot correctly, Kamal. Like this", Renai jumped, his hand hit the selak, but barely moved it.
And before they know it, the two of them are now outjumping each other in front of the old, rusty door. Which was a really surreal, out-of-body view for Cheryl, who just entered the room.
Without uttering a word, she just walked towards the two idiots.
"Scoot over", Cheryl ordered.
"Oh, you wanna take a shot? Have at it", Kamal offered.
Cheryl tried to tiptoe and push the rusty selak, but it couldn't work. She then looked around, and walked away to pick up a chair. She stood on the chair, gripped the selak, and pulled it until the door was unlocked. Cheryl nonchalantly pushed the door open, leaving the two idiots terlopong.
Cheryl just side-eyed them.
"Hey, I was just about to do that", Kamal tried to patch up his dignity.
