
The school warehouse that was far from the reach of people was indeed the most suitable place to interrogate Neta. With a large enough size accompanied by soundproof walls. Unworthy items are scattered everywhere, even damaged ones. The dust is scattered until the cobwebs that add to the terrible impression of this school warehouse.
Bianca and Basma had already stayed in front of the warehouse for about ten minutes. Waiting for Bela and Neta. Many times the girl clicked her tongue because she was impatient to get the spicy words out of her mouth.
Finally, the awaited one arrived. Bela and Neta were heading this way, with Bianca and Basma in hiding. Even so, vaguely still heard the voice of the two.
"Cock we're here, brother?" Ask with a plain face.
"Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you. I was taken in the same class, my wallet was thrown into this warehouse. They like to joke around. So, you want my friend to come in here? I don't dare to." Bela begged Neta a little, her face made clear to let Neta believe.
Neta was silent for a moment. He also did not have the courage to enter the warehouse. Rumors circulating about the student who killed himself in the warehouse made his hair stand up. Although the headmaster cracked down on never the incident in question, only a few students still believe in it, including Neta.
If not for the dream he had hoped for three years, Neta would not let himself end up in this place. He prefers to go home and do his entrepreneurial work. But this was a rare opportunity for him. There was no way he could refuse it for free.
"So how?" Bela was still waiting for Neta's decision, because the girl did not answer at all.
Gathering all the courage and the prayers he recited in his heart, Neta nodded. His step towards the door of the barn, he slowly pulled the rusty door lever. The dust immediately greeted him when the door was wide open.
"In.. Where's brother's friend throwing his wallet?" Neta walked so carefully, tracing the dimly lit warehouse.
"Gue doesn't know either. Well, where am I kebellet again. I went to the toilet!"
"Tap. but brother. I giman.."
However, everything was just in vain. Bela had already darted away leaving the warehouse, along with Neta who had been sweating coldly. In fact, it's so hot out there. But why is his body this cold? Relax Neta, there's nothing here. He tried to calm himself.
And stupidly, Neta did not ask Bela how the characteristics of the wallet. Really, he was very sorry for her.
His feet kept moving, somewhere. For sure, Neta has to find the wallet, whatever the risk. This is for the sake of exkul modeling. It's for his dream. At last, Neta arrives at a broken teacher's desk. Under the table, there was a small object similar to a wallet. Neta squatted down a bit, observing the thing up close.
"Hello, Arneta Safira." The familiar chick's voice in Neta's ear made her fail to pick up the thing. Neta turned towards the girl, raising her head. Spontaneously he stood up and bowed when he knew who the owner of the voice was.
"Hello brother, greetings. Thanks for recruiting me.."
Bianca immediately cut, "OK, because I don't like pleasantries, I just got to the point. I remember the same you. Don't get close to my boyfriend. If you don't want me destroyed."
Neta was a little confused, "Ma.. mean brother?"
"No need to be naive! I know you like Rendi Permana? Listen well. You should not dong, Rendi who, lo who. You don't deserve to like him, Rendi is too perfect for you. And until anytime, Rendi just fits with me. Not the same as you innocent girl." Bianca crossed both arms in front of her chest while smiling cynically. He saw the girl from top to bottom. Really, there's no pulling it in the slightest. The bandana in her hair did not match her at all, let alone her glasses. And he dares to like Rendi who clearly belongs to Bianca?
"That's right! Do you have glass, right? Do I need to buy it?" Say Basma, the word that further cornered Neta. If Neta knew it would end up like this, maybe Neta would just give up on her dream.
"Lo hear me talking?" Bianca grabbed Neta's hair, making her grimace in pain. Neta's glasses were removed, then quickly thrown to the floor. Next, Basma stepped on the glasses to shatter into pieces. Neta wanted to scream this very second, unable to see her new glasses lying around like that.
"Why? Don't you want your glasses ruined? Lo, it will end tragically like these glasses if you dare to near Rendi again. Now, you pick up the pieces of glasses, I don't want to get hurt just because of your cheap glasses. Hurry along!"
Like babu, Neta picked up the shred of glasses, no matter which fingers were pierced and bleeding.
"I'm sorry brother, sorry. I have no intention to take Kak Rendi from brother, I just like Kak Rendi aja. Is that wrong?" With tears in her eyes, Neta tried to defend herself. Slowly, the pain in his finger rapids grew more and more excruciating.
"Clearly wrong! It's just rubbish! Until anytime, you will never glimpsed the same Rendi! Anyway, I'll tell you one more time. You have to get away from him! Otherwise, you'll know the consequences." Roughly Bianca took off the girl's hair. Pitylessly, the two leave Neta alone, crying for their actions.
***
"Ah, did I ask Mel only once?"
Echoes connect calls to his girlfriend. Before long, Melodi picked it up.
"Yes, why the echo?"
"Mel, I'm asking for Neta dong's phone number. Neta hasn't been my nyamperin either. I waited an hour in the parking lot. It's like his partner's the school parking attendant."
"Well, how can you? Maybe Neta hasn't done it yet. Okay if so, I sent the number via chat. I have cheese again. What if my hands are shredded?"
"Don't dong, if you die who's my boyfriend?"
"Woy! Shredded hands can make you die? Was ah! I sent it."
After getting Neta's mobile number, Gema immediately contacted the girl. His phone was active, but why didn't he pick it up? What exactly is going on?
Not desperate, Gema keeps contacting Neta. It's been almost dozens of times it looks like the Echoes did that. But there was no answer from across there.
"Aish! Why do girls like to make a storm anyway? I'm going to class!"
Not the name if you like to wait. Obviously, he hated waiting. He is forced to return to class, looking for the girl. In his mind, he would instantly drag Neta when he met later. However, the plan failed miserably. Neta is not in class. So where did he go? Can't he forget that they're going to work as a group?
Coinciding with that, Tio the class leader greeted him. He was already wearing his karate costume, as today was the schedule for his karate exculus training. Echoes had thought, how can he practice while tomorrow there is an entrepreneurial task? Maybe he's done working on it? Ah, it's not important! Echoes should ask about Neta's whereabouts, the only time Tio knows.
"Eh Gema, tumben lo haven't come home yet?" Ask them kindly.
"Lo know where Neta is?" Echoes did not answer Tio's question, he returned to ask the question.
"Neta, I saw that.."
Tio's sentence was cut off because of Neta who suddenly appeared before the two. The bandana in her hair was removed, while her new glasses were replaced with her old glasses. Luckily, Neta had those glasses.
"Yes long! Sorry, I was wrong. Come on!" Neta hurriedly turned her face away from the two. He did not want to be caught if he was crying.
Like knowing the condition of Neta, Gema said, "Lo sure can be concerned with your state of being like this? Same story, why?"
"Yes Net, your eyes are so thick." Tio tried to see Neta's eyes, making sure that his vision was not wrong. But Neta immediately covered it with books.
"No, this was me glimpsed, continue the same I was rubbed into gini deh."
I want it to feel like Neta is telling Gema honestly, because Neta is sure, Gema will definitely reciprocate the actions of the girl. The echoes hate seeing girls get hurt. But Neta is not in power, Bianca threatens herself not to tell anyone. So Neta decided to lie.
"Lo sure Net?" Ask Echoes half believing.
"Yes, I'm okay. Come on, I'll hunt down in the afternoon. I promise you I'll be home by 6pm."
Neta breezed away first. Behind him, Echoes noticed the girl. His white uniform looked a little shabby, much different than it was this morning. The bandana that was coiled in her hair was absent. And look at his right hand. When did his hands bleed? Okay, this is not the right time to ask Neta about it. It's better when you're home.
I wanna say sorry for all, if for example rarely apdet, sorry🥺