"There's still two hours before Jodi comes back home," Bibik muttered, speeding up her steps towards Jodi's room which was at the back of the house, near the back door of the house.
Silence, Bibik slowly turned the doorknob of Jodi's room. But unfortunately the door to the room was locked.
"Ouch... Why is it locked!" protested the middle-aged woman in an annoyed tone. "Then how did I get into Jodi's room. Ouch... Jodi, Jodi!" Bibik protested with a thoughtful face.
The woman who likes batik-patterned clothes was walking back and forth in front of Jodi's entrance thinking about how to get into Jodi's room. Until an idea appeared in the mind of the woman who was no longer young.
"Couldn't have, huh!" said Bibik doubtful about the plan he would do. "Ah, I'll try first!" he muttered then.
