HOMMIX

After the boys finished eating the chin chin from the tin, Michael wiped his hands. He helped Jordan to arranged his clothes and other items into the wardrobe.

Jordan looked up, then grinned.

"Thanks you, Michael," he said warmly.

Michael laughed. "No problem! My guy, I'm just really glad we're in the same school — and the same room too."

Jordan nodded, feeling a happy glow inside. With Michael around, he knew school was going to be great.

Later that evening, around seven o’clock, Idris sat on his bed scrolling through his phone. After a while, he realized he was feeling really hungry. He looked around the room and saw Michael and Jordan sitting together, quietly reading their Bibles, while Justin was still busy browsing on his phone.

At first, Idris didn’t want to disturb them. But then he remembered that since afternoon, they had only eaten the chin chin Jordan had brought — nothing else. Maybe they were also hungry but just too focused to notice.

Clearing his throat a little, Idris asked, "Are you guys not hungry?"

Michael looked up, laughed, and said, "Now that you mention it, my stomach is actually growling for food!"

The boys chuckled, and the room suddenly felt lighter, like they were all thinking the same.

Justin looked up from his phone and said, "Why don't we go to the restaurant opposite the school gate? The food there was really good the last time Michael, Idris, and I went."

Jordan, thoughtful, suggested, "Or maybe we could just cook something here?"

Michael shook his head gently. "It’s already getting late," he said. "If we start cooking now, we’ll be up too long. We have to be early for our first lecture tomorrow."

After a brief pause, everyone agreed that it was best to go to the restaurant.

The four boys set off together, stepping out into the cool evening. The restaurant, called Hommix, was just across the road. As they walked, Jordan quietly played "Thank You, Lord" by Don Moen on his phone, letting the worship song fill the air softly.

In his heart, Jordan worshiped God silently, grateful for the new beginning and good friends around him. Idris and Justin walked ahead, chatting and unaware. But Michael, walking beside Jordan, felt it. The Holy Spirit, who lived in both of them, stirred in his heart. Without saying a word, Michael also joined in worship, silently lifting his heart in thanksgiving as they walked toward Hommix.

In the next thirty minutes, after a slow and peaceful walk, the boys finally reached the main gate of the school. They crossed carefully to the other side of the road and headed straight to Hommix, the cozy restaurant just opposite the school gate.

The warm smell of fried rice, grilled chicken, fresh pastries and other types of food welcomed them as they stepped inside. The place wasn’t too crowded, and the soft music playing in the background made it feel even more inviting.

Smiling and chatting lightly, they found an empty table by the window and settled in, ready to enjoy their evening meal together.

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