“Boothill, mana Boothill? Boothill—” Argenti shouted while wearing his sarong around his waist and his pillow, his head then looked at the sleeping figure of the cyborg cowboy.

“Heh, bangun lu, bangun lu, sapu dulu.” Boothill soon snickered before laughing and rubbing his eyes. “Eh aduh Argenti nih, apaan sih?!” Boothill shouted before Argenti looked at him with a straight face. “Kau liat jam berapa?” The knight then pointed at the cowboy's phone.

The cowboy looked at accidentally looked at the battery. “84— 84 persen!” Boothill spoke before Argenti corrected him. “Itu baterai, tuh jam berapa, jam!”

“2.30— 2.30..” Boothill replied before Argenti spoke again. “Kok ngak bangunin sih, kan hari ini solat jumaat?” Boothill then spoke in a sleepy voice. “Salah Argenti lah, tadi bilang tidur qalqalah nih, aduh..”

“Tidur qalqalah kan tidur setengah jam.” Argenti answered before Boothill replied again in a whiny voice in between his southern accent. “Aduh Argenti nih, aduh...” His 'u' then extended to the point it sounded like a car racing.

Argenti then looked around the room before Boothill wheezed at him. “Dah lah, dari pada layanin lo— baik pergi sholat jumat.” Argenti spoke before walking out the room and Boothill spoke. “Dah lambat bah, semuanya dah balik lah.”

“Tau, aku datang untuk ambil makanan orang aja.” Argenti answered before Boothill laughed again and whispered. “Dah abis..” Soon, Argenti shouted. “Mau ikut ngak?” Before the cowboy could answer, he got interrupted. “Ngak usah!”