Best Mate [English Version]

Bab 19

    Twenty-five portions of fried noodles are packaged in a kraft paper box.

    At three in the morning this morning, Mona who was sleeping on the bottom bunk with Fara, quietly got up alone, then went out of the room.

    Actually, Rheya had woken up a few minutes ago. Just sleeping around, she's too lazy. At this hour, she was still sleeping soundly. Ugh, because Mona just casually came and stayed overnight and forced her to cook fried noodles. The rooster was still sleeping, but she woke up earlier than the chicken. WOW. However, she couldn't stay awake any longer, she had to get up and cook for their group. OK, anything for their group.

    From the room, Rheya went to the bathroom to wash her face and brush her teeth. The cold water immediately opened her eyes. Coming out of the bathroom, she was surprised by Fara who was standing on tiptoe.

    "Move! Move! I have got to pee." Fara burst into the bathroom.

    On the middle sofa bed, Eri lay while hugging the blanket. Eri is the type who can sleep anywhere and in any situation. I'm sure that in the same room as the enemy, Eri can still sleep well. But she don't know, if Eri with her crush - can she still sleep well?

    "Eri, sleep in the room." Rheya shook Eri's shoulder.

    One of Eri's hands extended downwards. Her hair was like the mane of a Masai lion. It's no longer clear where her parting hair.

    "No..." Eri said hoarsely, her eyes still closed. "I'll to help cook. I want fried noodles..."

    "We're going to cook a lot. Everyone will get it."

    Eri answered in an incoherent mumble. Five seconds later, her mouth was agape, which meant Eri was asleep. You see, Eri is the type who sleeps easily. The term: just by smelling the pillow you can fall asleep straight away. This is different from Rheya, who can't sleep unless she's in her own bed. Even if she sleeps outside, Rheya needs to adapt and sometimes has difficulty sleeping.

    The bathroom door opened. Fara appeared with a relieved face.

    "Fa, you just continue sleeping. Bring Eri."

    "Just leave it there." Fara glanced at Eri's sleeping position which was far from graceful, Eri's entire body was occupying the sofa bed, one arm stretched down. "I want to help cook. Then she'll get cranky if she doesn't get a part," she said, pointing at Eri.

    "We'll cook a lot. I also want to give it to Pinot." Rheya smiled shyly.

    "You tell Mona not become slave to love, but you yourself are too." Fara moved to the kitchen.

    Rheya followed behind Fara with a smile she couldn't hold back. It's name is also first love and please understand if he becomes a slave to love. Hm, even though it's slave to love, don't worry, the logic still works.

    Actually, my mother and bibi do most of the cooking. Rheya and Mona, assisted by Fara, were in charge of packing the fried noodles into kraft boxes.

    And, this morning, Pak Rizan's homr was filled with noisy voices shouting from girls.

    "Rhe, where's your comb?"
    "It's in the basket."
    "There isn't any."
    "There, in bed."
    "Geez, who put a comb on the bed?"
    "Rhe, do you have any loose powder?"
    "The powder is gone. Haven't bought it yet."
    "Then what powder do you use?"
    "Mom powder."
    "Ask for lotion."
    "It's at the table."
    "You only have a little lipblam left."
    "Haven't had time to buy it yet."
    "Let's go home from school, buy something?"
    "No!"