
The sun's...
replaced by the moon....
which always illuminates every night, accompanied by twinkling stars....
So lovely... "That's great," muttered Ramadhan who was walking back to his contract with the man.
"Bro! You're my best friend!" Said the man by embracing the shoulders of Ramadan with a smile.
Ramadhan looked at him, it felt like he had become accustomed to the body odor of the person who always accompanied him a day after being in the city.
"We're best friends!" The shouts of Ramadan, even just a few hours ago, did not make them feel foreign but felt like brothers...
He also embraces the person's shoulder and then walks with one leg that continues to be kicked forward with a compact with the person.
The next day...
Sleeping together in a fairly narrow contract, makes Ramadan feel the pain in his entire body.
"It feels like, my body is all crumbling," his mind after waking up.
"Bro! What day is it?" Ask the person by using his or her long nails to clean between his or her teeth.
"Monday," answered Ramadan.
"Hahah, Monday is my last day in my country!" Shouted that person with his body moving like a monkey.
"In your country? What country do you live in??" Ask Ramadan to be astonished.
"My country,,??" Thought the person by trying to remember something.
"Eitherway! Huhah!" Said the man who did not want to take a headache and moved his body back like a monkey.
"Looks, he also forgot his memory" Inner Ramadhan took the man to the bathroom where there was only one for all the rented residents.
"Must wait again," muttered Ramadhan with a faint look at the very long queue.
"Better, just go there!" He muttered again while bringing the man to the food stall.
"Oh, can we take a bath here??" Ask Ramadhan to the food stall seller's mother yesterday.
"May, after that you just work!" Said the mother who was preparing cooking ingredients.
"Huhah! Cold, cold," the man laughed because it was still 06:00 WIB.
"I, so remembered Jalila," the inner Ramadhan was pleased to see the laughter of the man.
"It turns out to be true, he's a foreigner!" The screams of Ramadan in the heart with wide shock when he saw the face of the man who was very white and clean after being bathed.
"His eyes are also narrow, which is usually a narrow-eyed person is not China? Or Korean??" Ramadhan murmured after cleaning and tidying the dreadlocks of the man who continued to cover the two narrowed eyeballs.
"Well! Gini is good! When viewed by the visitors," said the mother seller when she saw they had just come out with a different appearance.
The man looked like a high schooler, while Ramadhan was dressed like an office worker.
"It's the only shirt I can give you," the mother smiled.
"This, son's shirt, Mother?" Ask Ramadhan when you feel the clothes fit the size.
"Yes, but, he's dead" said the seller's mother, switching the conversation to serving customers.
"Died? Hem... So apparently," Inner Ramadhan watched the man who looked happy with his new clothes.
"Name? Didn't he not have a name yet" muttered Ramadhan as he watched the inscription in the front pocket of the man's shirt.
"Ommar? His name is almost similar to the Prophet Muhammad's friend SAW," his Inner back.
"Huhah! New clothes! Shirt, new!" Excite the man by prancing.
"Start now! Your name, Omar!" Say Ramadan while embracing the shoulder of the man who he named 'Omar'
"Omar?? Huhah! I really like it!" Shouted Omar who made the seller's mother smile to hear him.
"You like her?" Tanya Ramadhan is happy to see the look of Omar who is always cheerful.
"E 'emm... "
"Already! Ram, help, Mom!" Said the mother of the seller who was overwhelmed by the presence of Omar looking very handsome like that, making the students who pass by immediately stop by to order food and have the opportunity to see the good looks of Omar is second to none.
"With Omar's appearance now, it's getting crowded with this food stall," Ramadhan muttered happily while bringing orders to one by one customers there.
A few months have passed, it turns out! Unexpectedly, the stall Mother had gone bankrupt because her husband who was dying in the hospital requires a very expensive fee.