
Anggi knocked on the door of the Athaya residence, and decided to leave today because he felt lonely at home. Iqbal had already gone to Bandung, while her husband had just gone to the office.
Striking against the hand he smiled widely, seconds after a tall man was heard opening the door of the house, Athaya's figure appeared shortly after.
"Angi Aunt?"
"Son, Athaya?"
The man immediately shook the back of the 30-year-old woman's hand, after which he was invited in.
"Let's go in aunt,"
"Good, Athaya. Mama's at home,"
Athaya nodded, "At the aunt's house. Let Athaya call you? what's aunt gonna drink?"
"Not bother Athaya," Anggi replied.
"Who is my aunt, Athaya calls you mama first?"
"Yes, thank you Athaya?"
Athaya replied with a short nod, he headed straight upstairs to call his mother. Anggi circled his gaze around and then interrupted.
"Athaya's feelings are fine. Why does Iqbal rarely meet?" he said to himself.
"Eh Anggi? sorry for waiting so long?" zahra said when he got to the ground floor.
"Aren't you just nyampe?"
"Would I have made you drink earlier?"
"Udah. Here I bring a little food for you," he said, handing over the hand he brought.
"That's a big shot, thank you?"
"Together,"
A housekeeper slowly walked towards them while carrying a tray filled with drinks and snacks, Athaya followed from behind.
"Please Miss Anggi,"
Anggi smiled, "thank you, ma'am,"
"Guggih, sami-sami,"
"Let's drink first," Zahra offered for a moment, Athaya who just got to sit on one of the living room sofas.
"Where was your husband's project yesterday? smoothly?"
"Alhamdulillah smoothly, eh by the way Athaya dug-denger yesterday escaped PTN huh? congratulations Athaya,"
Athaya slightly blushed, "great aunt," Zahra smiled for a moment before interrupting, "You like it, even though Iqbal also passed PTN yesterday right?"
"Yes, it paid off his struggle to defend the value of the tenth class, uh escaped too,"
"Good, yesterday entered the students eligible also with Athaya, right son?"
Athaya nodded, "yes ma,". Anggi leaned his back against the sofa, "why not choose the same campus like Iqbal Athaya?"
Athaya there began to turn the brain, it seems that the news of the rift with Iqbal has been smelled in the ears of Aunt Anggi.
"If we choose the same campus especially the same majors, we will rival dong aunt, then the possibility of escape opportunities is small,"
Athaya was satisfied with the answer, hopefully his mother Iqbal did not ask any further, let alone to link the incident a year ago. Yes, I hope he forgets.
"Iqbal's not coming?" this time it was Zahra who opened her voice.
Anggi thinned his lips for a moment, "go to Bandung him,"
"Hand? why is he there?"
"Say I'd like to see a new friend,"
"New friends?" Athaya follow nimbrung. Anggi immediately turned his head, "yes, temen equally maba he said,"
"What's he doing there?" ask Athaya again.
"You want to meet the same friends he said, yes have met doang, aunty aja confused, even if he met the same girl, haha. he would never invite girls to come home," there Anggi rather giggled.
"Doang's findings? all the way there?" zahra.
"Tante knows his face?"
Hearing Athaya's question then Anggi shook his head he did not ask that far to his son.
"Aunty doesn't want anything to Iqbal, believe me? aunt also does not want to be too chatty about him. Iqbal's grown up, so let's get his own experience,"
The man's mind wandered, was it possible? but, actually not. There's no way he could have found the girl, who knows he really did meet his new friend, right?
"Athaya? why don't you ever go to aunt's house? you don't have a problem with Iqbal, do you?"
Athaya gasped, "ohh, not Tan, we have rarely played together lately, because it is already twelfth grade, especially busy with exams, practices, presentations, groupings, etc, same with PTN yesterday. Very ribet."
His statement just now seemed to make Anggi a little relieved, chances are Anggi had been suspicious for a long time, because of their busy session, they will take the time to just hang out for a while.
But apparently, Athaya found a bit of a bright spot, he should be able to lower his ego a bit now. By Mentari.
Is it true that Iqbal met his new friend who he may have just met? all he knows is that Iqbal is a typical bodo person very towards people he just met. This effort?
Or even find the sky? his old friend, who had long lost contact, did not know where he was, and how?
Athaya stood up from her seat, "mama, auntie? Athaya just wanted if there was business. Athaya stay first huh?"
"Oh yes, Athaya. Sorry to interrupt your business, huh?"
"Our aunt, Athaya excuse me."
After that he climbed one by one of the stairs while theorizing ria in his head, about who he met?
Hi Iqbal, is he a new friend, or an old friend?
...--...
The sky of the city looked cloudy this early in the morning. Sefia eagerly paddled her bike to deliver some donuts that were still warm in the basket of her front bike.
He has not had breakfast, although he is used to this still if there is a breakfast option or not he will choose to have breakfast first to live the day.
He deflected the handlebar of the first stall, then swiftly picked up one of the plastics in the bicycle basket for him to drop into the stall.
"Mother Sari...? Sefi wants a deposit," he said with passion.
"Yes this money yesterday, thank God it runs out, people here like it a lot," said bu Sari happily.
"Alhamdulillah ma'am, I happened to bring more, thank you earlier?"
"Together neng, the mother here really can help, it-count more and more people who come to the mother's shop," he said enthusiastically.
After Sefia received the money sheet, she ended— back pedaling her bike to go to the next stall.
He slightly hummed rialy, greeting the few people he passed by. Although a little cloudy, he liked it, said the teacher hot in the morning like this did not happen in his day, because now there is an effect of global warming.
...--...
At the same time, Langit finally realized that his arrival in Bandung was not just to play or look for escape.
But to find out in more detail the purpose of the newspaper that recently returned often he read.
Yesterday night when he got a heart flush from Aji, he immediately told his children to look for old newspapers. It made Aji a little tickled, "the time now there is already a google boss, why tell the old newspaper dah," he said.
However, it instead instantly got a sharp gaze from Sky— telling him to remain silent.
But it's different if he doesn't find anything else in this paper. It is just ordinary news that cannot be trusted. And useless!
"Where is Aji?" the guy spoke for himself, he said Aji would find out more, since from the wave earlier. However, until now the boy had no news at all.
"Aji hasn't come home boss?" ask the thin-haired man suddenly.
"Not yet." answered Sky briefly.
"Dead times he." the bald guy immediately turned his face away. The sky is back in focus.
Shortly after, the phone in his pocket rang. Live long! it was Aji.
"Where are you?" ask Sky quickly.
"Boss, you come here now, hurry!"
"Where? where are you now?!"
"Lot of bosses!"
"Bacot gede lo! you tell me, but I don't know where it is!"
"Oh yeah forgot boss, sori sori, ntar I sharelock,"
"Satanic child!"
"But I'm serious boss, you have to sneak over here. So important! cepet yes, cave sharelo-"
The phone instantly turned off the sky that second as well. The boy was a dumbass, said spit but said mute.
A short message appeared shortly after. He then rushed to the place, where Aji gave the location.