Hello, My Name Is: Death
Volume Five
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[FIVE]
    THE seterusnya MORNING, Jerek woke me up with a light Ciuman to the cheek. I never was a deep sleeper, and the slightest sounds would wake me up. But, lately it seems, that I've been sleeping lebih deeply then I ever have before. It was already noon, and I wasn't surprised everyone slept that long. In fact, half of the other people here were still sleeping. I ate lunch with Jerek and Tabra in Jerek's room, while Jerek told Tabra and I the story of what happened the night of the Final Fight.     We listened intently. Then, he was finished.
    "Wow," Tabra said, and in a way he looked disgusted.
    "Exactly." Jerek said, and took a bite of his salami sandwhich.
    "Whoa. Who would of thought that Haus - himself - kidnapped anda himself instead of sending a lacky after you."
    "I was just as surprised to see him slither into the window last night, instead of one of his men. I was surprised no one heard our little fight down in the secret basement since we quarreled a bit."
    Quarreled. What a weird, and very old, word to use. I almost laughed, but bit my tongue to make sure I didn't. It could be taken as rude.
    "Well, we're glad you're back!" I berkata with a smile.
    "Thanks." We started talking about Rawak things after that while still eating lunch.
    And before we knew it, it was already five p.m.
    Tabra left our room at 5:30 p.m., and I was glad since I wanted time alone with Jerek.
    Which is what I got...around ten later that night.
    "So," I said, leaning against the sink as Jerek brushed his teeth. "Is this our happy ending?"
    "What?" He asked, spit, and rinsed out his mouth.
    "Are we gonna' live our life in happiness for the rest of our lives without any new danger? Or, is there something much darker then Haus right around the corner?"
    "What makes anda say something like that?" He asked, shedding his baju as we crawled into bed.
    I sighed. "Well, every book anda read - every movie anda see - about Good Guys VS. Bad Guys, and the Good Guys winning, there is always lebih evil around the corner unless it is a bad seller and flops to the ground." I explained and he laughed.
    "Do anda want there to be lebih evil?" He asked me.
    "No. But, I do want adventure. Something...fun, but nothing romantic. Like, I like romantic, I want romantic, but nothing like buying me an island and naming it after me, I - I am shutting up now." I dug my grave so deep, I forgot the ladder and have to stay down here forever, if anda get what I mean.
    "I understand." He said. "You want romanctic adventure, but nothing like dates every week and me buying Bunga right?" He looked at me, leaning up against both of his elbows from the bed.
    "Yes." I said, and he smiled.
    "Good. I think Bunga are too gooey-schmooey." I sighed in relief.
    "Now, I feel better." I pulled him onto his back as he started sitting up and kissed him.
    "We'll talk lebih about this whole 'adventure' gig tomorrow morning over breakfast okay?" He said, turning out the lights.
    "Yes," I laid my head on his chest, and wrapped an arm around his waist. "Goodnight."
    "Night."
    And then, we were among the sleeping again.
    Today went sejak fast, atau so it seemed.