Alexio "Pink Diary"
Chapter 11
“Where is Dira?” the heavy voice that greeted Dira's arrival did not stop the girl from entering the house. Carrying his black jacket, he continued walking towards the stairs.
“Dira!!!!” call Kairan Lad Junior blaring.
The silent atmosphere of midnight would jolt anyone's hearing. Including Paul who was shoved down the stairs with a messy appearance.
“Pa?? What the hell is screaming malem-malem. I'll just wake up.” Complain Paul.
His mouth stopped immediately when he met Dira and the father who was standing near his daughter.
“Why deck? You...... just came home???” Paul stared in disbelief at his sister, Dira never came home until this hour. Without notice, usually his sister will go home when it is 9 pm. But this, obviously his sister came from outside.
“You from where.” Paul approached Dira, asking for an answer. He gently rubbed the top of his sister's head.
“Jawab asked papa earlier, Dira. Where are you from?” ask Ladh Junior again.
“Where to deck?” paul was curious.
“Reply.” Brief, clear, dense answer that but set eyes wide open perfectly.
RACING SAID?
“Balapan said you? What race night-mall....” Ladh's water gasped to realize something...
“You're racing wild!!!???” grabbing Dira's arm, demanding her daughter's answer.
“Pa patient, don't like it.” Paul defends his younger brother, reminding his father not to be too harsh.
“Silent you Paul, horrifying yourself where you are from, just watch papa do not like, let alone he follow, what he wants to be, huh!!!!” sentak Kiran Ladh stared intently at his son.
Paul grimaced to get his father's snaps, it's been a long time that high notes are not heard in this house.
Feeling breathless, Dira brushed off her father's hand grip on her arm.
“I'm tired, want to sleep.” He left that conversation.
“Dira!!!!” call Kiran Ladh.
“Where to !!!” not accepting with Dira's behavior, the father certainly felt humbled.
“Pa, tomorrow only, let Dira rest first.” Paul prevented his father who was ready to step after the sister who had reached the top step. Not looking at all.
Paul looked at his sister's back with a clear face, he certainly felt the problem that befell his sister even though he did not know what the problem was. But the absurd change is enough to prove.
The next day.....
When Paul and his father were having breakfast, Dira came down from above, but the concern was his appearance....
When he arrived below, the two men who loved him suddenly looked at him again with glaring eyes.
“Dira!!! Change your clothes.” Ladh's water took a rough breath looking at Dira's appearance like that.
He wore a school skirt slightly up to his knees, a shirt that was also almost tight on his body, sneaker shoes sports, socks to the knees. What style is that?
All he was told to do was walk away not caring. Stupid masa’.
“Then you, if you don't want papa to take action.” Watan Ladh orders on Paul who is rushing after Dira.
“Dira!!” Paul grabbed Dira's arm.
“Change, this is not you., change, please.” With a pleading face, Paul looked at his soft sister.
“Gak.” Reject Dira.
“I leave alone.” Connect Dira.
Walk towards the garage. What was taken was a big bike, although not as big as Alexio's bike. But it's good enough to show Dira's naughty side.
“Hei, change, use car. Or not matic.” Paul blocked Dira's way, right in front of the bike. Indeed it was his former possession, and given to Dira, but this is not the purpose.
“Mingge or I bumped.” Flat Dira tightens the handle, ready to pull the gas.
“Wahhh you have the same brother.” Staying afloat, he was sure Dira would not....
Brummmmm
Paul is surprised and reflexes evasive when Dira pulls his motor gas.
Paul walked in with a lethargic face.
“Mana Dira? Why not be asked to enter?” the father was standing in the middle of the room. The plan was that he would give advice to his only daughter. But the only thing that came in was Paul alone.
Paul nodded weakly.
“He still insists on going with kayak appearance?” tanya Kiran Ladh can't believe it.
“Oh God's. What's wrong with my daughter.” Paul breathed heavily. Confused by Dira's sudden behavior.
“What Dira entered in his puberty?” guess the father.
“Paul don't know pa. It's possible.” Paul Sahut
“You keep an eye on him, go home to school later, pull the bike, and go home by car.” The orders of the Ladh Waters that Paul subscribes to.
Glancing at the watch in hand, again Kairan Ladh was stunned.
“Paul, are you late?!!!!” they do not realize that the time has shown at seven which means Dira is very late. You can be sure the school gate is closed perfectly to welcome it.
Paul shook his head in doubt, he could already guess. But he was not sure about the delay, there could have been an event or a teacher was meeting.
“Begging for a report from Dira school, find out what he has done lately. lest the school tell us when it is too late.” Ladh waters are upset about the risk of Dira's change. His daughter must have acted there. Already in the final class with a low level, and when coupled with indiscipline, then complete already predicate his daughter to be bad.
“Good pa.” Let Paul close the conversation.
GOLDEN SMA
Dira's late, not worried at all. Often heard the gossip of badung students. Add reference to live this habit.
Parked his bike in the back stall of the school. He walked slowly, yes slowly, but he was late, but there was no rush.
Glancing left and right, making sure no one...
Dira propped his feet up on one of the fence dividers that could be stepped on, slowly and confidently climbed up. Trying to climb the back fence of the school, where the badung students of this school passed.
Brukkkk. Dira grimaces small. Glancing at the palm of the hand that seemed to be pierced by thorns or wooden crumbs.
“What's wrong, I can.” The cetus...
But his leg's breath was cut off. When his eyes caught the figure of a fat body standing right in front of him.
“Oh God..... shittt!!!” his rage....
Master BK welcomed her arrival that morning.....
Bk Space...
“Tomorrow, ah no need, you will send emails and messages to your family Dira, you have entered the BK room several times, no. So it's time the family knew about it.” A line of words strung together into beautiful poetry paragraphs flowed from the lips of Mr. Joko, the most feared BK teacher in this school.
Dira just kept quiet....
“You listened to dad, Dira?” ask because there is no response of fear, cry bombay or whine for pity. The girl was flat and just circulated her eyes to the table which was to be her limit with the teacher.
“Soluble sire, this...” Dira took a ballpoint pen on the table, grabbed a piece of paper and wrote something there.
“Well, this is the phone number of my father and brother sir, this is my address. You can contact or come directly. And.. I know also my father's Ladh hospital, just go there if necessary.” Dira was clearly not daunted at all.
Srettt, he pulled his seat and turned towards the door.
Joko sir just shook his head.
As a teacher who has been in this world for a long time, of course he also learned the science of researching one's psychology. From the image of Dira who has never had problems before, friendly, cheerful, and carefree it. now Joko concluded, sir, if the student is in puberty or is hit by a serious problem that turns his world cold.
“Dira, if you have any problems, share with your father,. You are ready to be your interlocutor, because after all, you are at the same level as your parents in school.” Wisely, the utterance stopped Dira's steps.
The girl smiled cynically and waltzed away.
Dira's extended family certainly felt shocked and could not accept the change of their sweet daughter, especially Paul who had always been the place where his sister devoted her problems, now can no longer be close to Dira.
Dira had hypnotized him, as a form of punishment for his father's mistakes. With her being what her family doesn't expect as a wild girl, the embarrassment will lead to ruining her family's good name. And he'll do just that.
Even with his determination. He will go to a faraway place after making a big deal at his school and is dishonorably kicked as a school alumnus.
That's plan. Bad plan for sure.
