AN ATHAYA?

60- Kebaya for Sefi

Iqbal's eye bags were clearly visible after forcing his eyes open from this morning. This time he said himself that he was stupid, he did not know, whether he might be too hasty in making decisions.

This city is large and very wide, it is impossible if he seeks one by one high school in a maroon uniform, it is very impossible if he seeks it alone in this big city.

He threw his body into the hotel bed, his shoulder as if in Bebani by a large pile of stones, but this was his own job to re-examine the long-buried story.

He has no acquaintance here. This was one of the moments he feared, which was "feeling his own confusion" exactly as it is now.

...Grub Abal...

^^^^^^

^^^tumben on deserted, do not have a quota?^^^

He opened the chat grub for a while, a little surprised because from yesterday there was no one who coarsed on this grub, but usually not like that.

...--...

"Si Asep chat Vin,"

A small group of Vino stopped by for a while at a minimarket near the city, it was late afternoon, said Vino they would have reached their destination.

"Nge chat what is he," replied Vino to Don Don's question.

"Says grub is quiet, we don't have anything to chat,"

"Biarin," Vino sipped cold mineral water. While Damar was seen closing his eyes because drowsiness began to attack.

"Don't sleep nyet," Vino shook Damar's shoulder softly, pity him too. Vino took me far away but didn't know what they were going to do.

Damar opened one eye, "hmm what Vin?" the questioner again pointed to his bike before saying, "Let's continue,"

"But Vin, you don't pegel what? From the morning we do not rest, anyways this is a long way to cook ga nyampek anyway?" damar— closed his eyes again.

"Salahin Don who told Don to be late" said Vino.

"Why is it me anyway? it's also because you stopped mulu every turn, you know the way or not anyway?" feeling a bit unaccepting Don slightly raised his tone, he was a little sensitive today due to fatigue.

"Udah let's go" Vino put on his helmet.

Damar hugged his body more comfortably.

"No."

"Brake!"

"Where are we going?"

"Not much,"

"We deserve to know."

"Let's know too."

"But when?!"

Vino turned to listen to the snapping of Damar, now there is no joking look of the guy, Damar stood up from his seat and directly faced Vino.

"Lo can't believe it, Vin. We also deserve to know. Do you think we're not tired of the road just now? No problem if you smoothly tell the way, but what? You act like you don't know what the right way is,"

Don Don in the back looked fearfully at them, he did not dare to say much if things were serious like this.

Vino put his helmet back on, he looked at Damar no less seriously. Maybe he was too strict with his friends. Right, it shouldn't be this way.

"Sori, Dam. I didn't mean to believe it,"

"Ck!"

Damar turned around, "Sori Dam, Don. I'm selfish, now it's up to you to come with me or not. Sorry huh?"

Damar let out a long sigh, "Vin, that doesn't mean we don't want to come along and go like this, but at least you want to take us where, so we can help, too, isn't it Don?"

"Betul Vin's. We're not going to cook you don't believe in us anyway?"

The atmosphere of the afternoon enveloped warm, their faces illuminated by orange twilight, the lights of tall buildings in the city had begun to turn on but the vehicle was still faithfully passing.

"Let's eat first, you both must be tired, right? I'll tell you later."

Vino put on his helmet again, then immediately got on his bike. When the motorbike engine was alive he looked back because he never found the two moving.

"Let's go, let's eat we'll find a place to sleep,"

Don Don patted Damar on the shoulder, nodding briefly as if to say that everything would be fine.

Under the sky of Bandung at that time, the sound of azan began to reverberate in all corners. The street lights started to shine brighter and more beautifully.

...--...

That morning may be the last morning Ivana rested at Bina Bangsa High School using the uniform High School, because tomorrow graduation has begun to take place.

While carrying a black totebag, Ivana walked down the indoor area. Tomorrow the event will be held there, various stage decorations have arrived but not yet installed.

Ivana turned her head to hear the voice, some of the students passing by were seen holding back laughter, or even some were laughing openly.

A few white powder donut doughnuts fell from the jar Sefi was carrying. Nah! This time not because of the bully who usually bothers Sefi, but this is his own thing. Stumbling the shoelaces like that.

"Duh, fall again," Sefi immediately picked up five doughnuts that fell horribly on the floor, this could no longer be eaten.

"Let's help, please,"

"Eh, don't you,"

Ivana did not say anything more, she focused on the falling Sephi goods, because the prohibition was not in response he let.

"How many donuts do you sell?" Sefi was a bit confused for a while, before saying "Usually one thousand," he said slowly.

"Tomorrow I can pesen?"

"Can,"

"Gue mesen three dus,"

Sefi who was initially timid slightly widened her eyes, "Ti-three?"

There Ivana nodded for sure, seeing Sefi's clumsy face she squinted, "Why?"

"No, just Sefi never received this much order,"

"Lo Sefia right? I know I'm Ivana," Sefi nodded her head once because her hands were dirty holding the greasy doughnuts that fell, Iva did not mind her reply with a thin smile.

The two of them stood up, that second Ivana also heard a familiar sound, Iva turned to Sefi, it turned out that the person was holding back hunger.

Ivana took the initiative to take him to breakfast, "Do you want breakfast together?"

"No, I had breakfast, you go first,"

"Gue ngajak lo, you must not have any friends right here, just as I also do not have friends, yuk?"

Hearing him made Sefi's heart relieved, not once did he see Ivana walk alone. Although he also did not have the intention to reprimand sometimes, but for this invitation he felt no problem.

...--...

"Amfk sir. I promise next week I'll change the money," said Yatno slowly, his body trembling since the sturdy man beat him without mercy.

"Bacot, when did you say that? Repeatedly," before that the man pulled the crate of Yatno's clothes tight and then with a single jolt took it off to make the empu fell weakly on the floor.

"Everything tripled,"

The words of a person sitting behind added to the fear in Yatno, he sat down together while holding his palms together in fear, "Have I master. I'll change it as soon as possible,"

Yatno's aged body might make a speck of pity imprinted inside that 'boss. He stood near Yatno. His burly hand gripped his chin firmly.

"Quickly pay your debts, or I will fall prey to your family."

...--...

"Gue paid,"

"Really, Va?" Ivana answered him with a nod, she sat back down to take a sip of ice before Sefi said, "Tomorrow your money I change,"

"Ga nah,"

"I'm not good,"

"Lo had to change, but not with money," Sefia raised one eyebrow as Ivana opened a paper bag she had brought from earlier.

"It's for you, tomorrow's wear,"

Sefia asked no further, she opened the parcel. His mouth was slightly open, "It's a make-up"

"Make it tomorrow. In pake huh?"

"Are you serious?"

"Yes, I don't want how, just from before I moved here I want a couple of graduation clothes with my best friend. But, because I don't have anyone else. You want to make, right?"

"Sephia likes it, too,"

"Tomorrow, it's complete. If there's anything on my phone number, let me help you,"

"Thank you, Iva."

"The base of Athaya is fat!"

Ivana once promised to never do anything bad to anyone. Including when he saw Athaya who was silent when bullied the entire class every day.

He didn't have the courage to defend Athaya. Then, what's the point of Ivana dating a notorious schoolgirl.

He felt sorry for Athaya, he was a good boy who suddenly came near Ivana at Junior High. Until, the two separated when suddenly Athaya went out of town for a long business.

He used to be just pity. Nothing more...