The Angel of Time
chapter 11

The sky gave us a little lightening, the rain was quite low. We continued on, in the darkness of the night, only one or two passing cars passed by us. I think anyone would want to go to a rainy night like us, but here we are. The rain since the afternoon did not allow us to travel easily. A cold piercing to my skin, rainwater flushed us all the way.

Retracing the dark path, no one even sat in front of their house. We were alone enjoying the cold of the night, the rain that night.

"Gio, don't get sick." Astrid's Speech.

I heard the sound was a little disturbed by the sound of the rushing rain that never subsided. I just stayed quiet and focused on the waterlogged path. Not that I ignored it, I just smiled at it, but I didn't answer.

We had reached the bridge Kali Elo, I started to tighten the speed of my bike, Astrid tightened her arms. Even though the rain was still pouring with a rush, the cold began to stab up my bones. I still have to take him all the way to Alun-alun. I just hope Astrid lasts a little while to get to the destination.

I saw a giant stove from a distance that indicated it was coming. Whether it's a water barn or a stove, many people say it's a giant stove or a toren, so I call it that. Because there the road is only one way, so I have to turn first to find shelter.

"Gio, I'm gonna pee! Let's find the bathroom."

"Let's go find it."

We stopped next to the giant toren. Suddenly he invited me to park in the mosque next to Alun-alun. We rushed to the mosque. He ran to the toilet. I waited for him at the mosque. I take off my shoes full of water, I take off my wet jacket. And I sat waiting for him to finish.

"You're all wet, this is for blankets."

He took the mukena from his bag, there was the top and bottom, one of which he loved. And we sat close to a meter, and leaned against the mosque's refractors made of cement. As soon as I started covering my body with my face, I looked at this girl named Astrid. He fell asleep quickly. Maybe he's tired all day walking with me.

I'm worried about her situation if she comes back to be sick. The mukena I used for the blanket, I grabbed it and I approached it. I took it very slowly to her. Don't let him wake up because of my movements, he didn't wake up one bit. He was getting better in his sleep. I guarded her from her side, leaning against the same objection, but not against each other.

If asked coldly or not, it must be very cold, very cold. The shirt I was wearing was very thin, and it was wet, my pants were wet, I didn't care about my wet jacket, it was still on the outside terrace of the mosque, near the parking lot there are my shoes and Astrid's shoes too. I began to fall asleep and fell asleep beside him. It's cold and it's not good. The important thing is that I accompanied him I did. My eyes could not be completely closed, I once opened my eyes because I was disturbed by the cold air, and people passing by.

I saw Astrid opening her eyes and looking at me, she was looking at me with my eyes. Maybe he was really tired. Let him sleep longer. But the noise from the parking lot made him reluctant to go back to sleep. He stared at the clock on the wall of the mosque. Around 22:00 WIB.

"Go home yuk!" Pinta Astrid with a fairly weak tone of voice.

"Where to?" my question assures me that he speaks consciously.

"To Jogja again. To Jakal."

I sighed a little, considering the journey of Magelang - Jogja is not a close distance. But, it's also a responsibility, I have to take him back to Jogja, yes to Kosnya.