I arrived home, opened the gate, closed it, walked towards the front door and knocked it.
Knock, Knock, Knock!
"Assalamualaikum!" I shouted.
"Waalaikumussalaam, een moment (a moment)!" Muhamed answered.
Klek, Klek!
I heard him opened the door lock and then he opened the door.
"Where have you been? Why it took so long?"
"I met mevrouw Sofia on the way, she's surrounded by those dogs so I came and rescued her."
"How could she be there? That shortcut is not detected by Google maps."
"Apparently she's using the map from iPhone. She said sometimes the way that map work is different from Google maps."
"Hmmm, well I've used iPhone before, the map sometimes indeed works different. So how is she in the end? Is she hurt, get bitten or such?"
"She's fine, only being surrounded by those dogs before I came, I accompanied her until she arrived at her dormitory at Syafruddin Prawiranegara street."
"Oh, that dormitory with the grand European architechture."
"Yup, you know it?"
"Many students from law major reside there, one of my classmates is one of the example."
"Oh, it doesn't surprise me."
"Why?"
"You're a student specialized in international law aren't you?"
"Yes."
"No, it is a bona fide major, so it doesn't surprise me that your friend lives there."
"Yup, rich guy."
"Kamu kenapa gak mau tinggal di dormitory itu? Kamu kan juga bisa sebenernya kalau mau. Toh aku liat yang tinggal di situ walau nyampur rasio yang kulit putih kayak kamu banyak. (Why don't you live in that dormitory? You actually can do it if you wanted to, besides I've seen many people lives there including non-whites although there are more whites there than colored.)"
"Broeder, di situ banyak yang bukan muslim, aku gak nyaman, lebih nyaman tinggal sama kamu, paman dan bibi toh juga tinggal di rumah ini lebih luas, lebih leluasa, kalau dormitory cuman dapet kamar aja. (Brother, there are many non-muslims there, I feel uncomfortable, it is more comfortable to live with you, uncle and auntie, besides this house has more space, if I live in dormitory I only get a bed room.)" he answered with a smile.
"The space is tight right?"
"Yup, anyway don't you want to go in?"
"I want to go in until you gave me questions that I have to answer here."
"So, why don't you answer those questions inside because you could do it inside you know?"
"Aih, si goblok, minggir (Huft, this idiot, move away)."
"Ahahahahaha!"
I push his body away from the entrance so that I can get in meanwhile Muhamed was laughing because of his shenanigans.
I immediately climbed the stairs to both our room and got in. I changed my clothes and put my hoodie and my jeans that I wore on my bed. I put my sketchbook on the table, set up my drawing equipment and started to draw Sofia's face.
I didn't know how much time has passed since I started making sketches of lines and shapes on the paper until afternoon call of prayer was heard.
I went down to see Muhamed and asked him to pray with me "let's pray.". He paused the game that he played on his laptop, got up from the couch and followed me to go to the toilet next to our room. I took ablution water followed by him then we did our prayer in congregation. After prayer, we tidied up our prayer equipment and then went back to our room. However, he followed me, maybe there was something he wanted to take.
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Antara Darah dan Hati: Dream Reality English Translation
Historical FictionKarim, Muhamed, Ilya, Princess Sofia are college students in Verenigde Staten van Indonesië where the nation is being controlled from the shadows by the outlawed extreme right wing party that wanted to take away the natives freedom by slandering Pri...