Abg Story

Priska Deposits

"Nev, I'll take you with me" Endrun said without releasing his hand.

"No, Ndru. I took an angkot aja, not good with your mama who has been waiting in the parking lot," he refused subtly let go of the hand of Endru.

This guy's face was sour because his request was rejected, he let out a long sigh. "Nev," he said again.

Neva gave a small smile looking at this heartbreaking expression of her boyfriend, but indeed today might be an unlucky day for them.

Their dating plan was put on hold because suddenly Endru's mother came to pick Endru home from school, and England was again and again looking for attention.

"Ndru, go home! I believe in you, you can't be a macem with Inggri. Aunt Mhita has been pain-relieving for you" Neva warned.

"Yes. But there's English, I'm lazy there's that chick. His hobbies are caper mulu same nyokap," he said.

"Cake cloth, jailin cake. Yes make him uncomfortable with your deck-decker, easy'kan? The point is, watch out if you guys do anything that makes me jealous! Huungg!!" the possessive Neva mimicked the air punching movement.

Endru gave a crisp laugh, he began to calmly leave Neva. This girl is indeed understanding and understanding the situation, knows the portion of their relationship and knows the limits.

Looking back at the Britisha who had tried to hold the Endru, but Endru continued to avoid, until their shadow disappeared with the car that brought him home.

"E-em! Miss Priska wait!" he called a little awkwardly running over to the woman who had already stopped his steps.

While at school Neva did call his aunt BU Priska.

"You haven't stopped working at that stall?" aunty Priska's question made her tremble. His sharp eyes made his guts faint. Her relationship with her aunty becomes worse when Neva asks for permission to stay at work part-time, aunty refuses and Neva remains determined to work.

"But, Mum. I want to slam-"

"Quite Neva!" Priska cuts Neva's speech. Grabbing his bag and grabbing a cell phone and giving it to Neva. "Read!"

"The transfer of money, a lot of it!" mumbling wonder. The net is mendelik calculate the row of numbers listed on the phone screen.

Priska noticed the situation around, being deserted.

"That's the transfer of money from your papah from there. That's enough to cost us, and also to pay off your delinquents and Gio's. Stop working and focus on school. And one more! Your papah is fine, untyk sast this you must not know where your papah is now" he said firmly.

This girl just silently stiffly lowered her head to hear her aunty sentence, her mind was wandering. Just two days working there and he was comfortable wanting permission to come out it did not taste good. Want to ask about his papa, his aunt did not want to be honest with him.

"Yes, I still have work. Go to your boss and speak carefully. Today should arrive home at the hour as usual. Aunty left first." The phone had moved into her hand and then stepped out of Neva.

"Hahahh! Ck!" Neva grumbling.

Stepping lazily in front of the main gate of the school, the hours of work entry are still one hour away. There were still some people dressed in university alma mater suits who were still gathered sitting under the shady tree, they were chatting lightly laughing happily. Neva caught a glimpse of him without any intention of greeting, after all he was still a XI class.

"Oiii!!"

The call from behind the helem startled him, turning around to see Rio coming down from his motorbike.

"Well?" tanyanya's confused.

"Lo's going to your kiosk, right? Yoklah I anterin," asked Rio to pull out another helem from the trunk of the motorbike.

"Later to take nicotine," he replied unpleasantly.

"Absolutely! You know, the Endru was nitip a message to write lo. Let the girl sniff out the fare."

"But your gasoline is running out."

"Endru who filled later. Like anyone else, let's ride the helmet!"

After some time they arrived in front of the stall, Neva nervously walked over to the brother of the stall owner who was perched while glazing steling glass. While Rio chose to stay on the waiting bike.

"No papa! I hope you learn more. Play here once in a while if you have time, buy the quota here or yes, promote it to your school too if you can," said the owner of the kiosk friendly.

"Udah, use the money for school needs!"

"Yes bang."

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Rather than bored of not knowing what to do, he better clean the house. Connecting his phone to laoutspeaker plays a still-viral dj song from the music player app.

His mind was also in chaos. Jhena and Chatryn are silent, Daniel and Andreas are silent to each other too, Willangga is busy with her boyfriend. An endru? Relax Neva, don't think weird just yet. Even though from earlier the Endri number is not active, it may be out of batrenya. Yes, think positive.

His difficult dj song twisted echoed in the room, as soon as his spirit rose again. Neva starts packing things in the room until it is clean collecting garbage and disposing of it. In the clean feeling in the room, let's move into his aunt's room. Locked, apparently not.

His gaze was fixed on seeing how clean and neat this aunty room was. Wawwm! Neva smiled shyly, she was a girl but her room was not this clean. Is there anything else to clean? Looking for it, it turns out the nightstand looks messy. Um, just on his desk, this morning they were in a hurry to go to school.

Somehow his hands desperately want to open a drawer that seems very guarded, the key is also tumben once there, usually the antynya always keep it. But he was eager to open it, open not open no! Open up, fear that something is missing may be important. No, but he was very curious about what the drawer was.

Trembling he decided to open the drawer turning the key, his hands began to explore.

His eyes were glued to see a photo that had fallen from between the paper he was holding, taking and looking carefully. It's a beautiful photo for a wedding, aunty was young and it must be his uncle dong. How ya? Neva noticed that there was a resemblance of her face to the face of the man beside her aunty. Similar to him, he had no resemblance to his parents. Ahk, maybe it's just the usual. His eagle.

RAFLI JHANSEN AND PRISKA SINTIA ADIPUTRI....He better ask about his mother later on to his aunt.

Opening sheet by sheet the folds of paper collected in a box, only the old files and the date are no longer used.

This paper color is still very striking white from the color of the paper that is outdated, definitely still new. What file is this? Copy of ID card on behalf of MICHAEL RIWON who has died date, year of birth is the same age as the papa. Why do you keep a copy of someone else's ID card? Can't be her secret boyfriend, can it? Neva hit her own head, her guess began to stir. Uh but this photo on this ID card? Even though it was black and white, but he could still see this photo was similar to someone. But who is it?

Huhhhh! His brain began to feel a little dizzy, he tidied up the contents of the drawer. Now he is reaching for a special place to store accessories, his taste is quite trendy as well. Neva giggles at imagining her aunty wearing these accessories, funny for sure. Ah, there's a pretty hair tie, ask for it sometime. Look around at the others until he realizes something is awkward. These earrings? Just like the photo of the earrings that Endru showed yesterday. Her pair of earrings were absent, she started to fret.

His heart was pounding at the thought of the possibility he had calculated. Neva returned the accessories to where they were, it was better that he immediately came out of this room.

With great care he returned the situation of the nightstand layout as before, so as not to be found out of his boldness dare to dismantle the contents of this drawer.

Finish the activity until it is finished.

Tuttt,,,tutttt,,tuttt,,tutt!

"Kok from earlier is not.active anyway!" said frustration.

Try again, there is still no connection from Endru.

The feeling began to be unsettled, not usually Endru's phone in a state of inactivity until this time.

"Hello Ndru"

"Nev, it's me Will" said the man from across the phone.

"God! Sorry, I didn't read his name. Why?"

"Open ig now" Willangga said.

"I-iya." quickly his fingers have been surfing looking for posts ig read them one by one.

"Will, this is Inggri's post? No way," the screech's stuck. His body on the floor reading a British post.

"Well!! Neva!!"

Cuddling her face sobbing, yet to believe what was seen on her phone screen.

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