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Bima Arya Wiratama's

"Om Bima is not angry, right? I wasn't intentional."

"Em."

Emi was relieved that what she feared had not happened. He was afraid Bima was angry because it had held local rain on Bima's face.

"Your head's all right?"

"Huh? Chief?"

"That was last night" explained Bima.

"Oh, it's okay. By the way thanks for the transfer of the pulse yesterday."

"No need to thank. I'm just doing my job."

"Did you take me to school lately because of you?"

"Please take it that way."

Emi forced her smile to hear the reply from Bima. It seemed like he indeed had to steady his heart to no longer have any liking for Bima. What Bima did was just because of the bundle, nothing more. Bima's attitude these few days almost outwit Emi's heart and feelings.

"Then on the video call, Mom said she wanted to go back to Indonesia for a while."

"You must be happy."

Yes, Emi was very happy when her mother said she would go to Indonesia for a while. But there was something else that made him sad.

Bima who focus on driving while occasionally honking, the road is quite jammed because it has hours of school and work so crowded vehicles.

"Says there's business you want to finish."

Bima did not respond but she listened to Emi. A little more they almost arrived at the school but what Emi said made Bima suddenly brake her car.

"Mother said if I wanted to, I could come to Australia later."

Chitt...

Although surprised because the car suddenly stopped but Emi did not care much about it. Emi just looked to the right and it turned out that Bima was looking towards her as well.

"Here, om. I can walk, the school is not far away. Om Bima carefully drove," said Emi down from the car while Bima looked at Emi walking towards the school gate.

..........

Since arriving in her room, Bima could not stop thinking about the words Emi asked her mother to come to Australia. There should be no problem, instead Bima should be happy because thus she no longer needs to connect with the girl. But that even makes Bima not like. The concentration of Bima while working was slightly disturbed.

Conversely, if Bima is not understanding with his mind then Emi is laughing with his friends. I don't know what good things Emi has done behind this to get lucky.

Emi who has since arrived at the class was sitting limp was immediately excited when the committee of tourist work activities read out the names of anyone who participated in the activity.

Emi's hand folded with sparkling eyes hearing her name mentioned. At first he did not believe it because he remembered he did not collect the approval paper that must be signed by a parent or guardian.

Emi, who still does not believe and thinks it is a mistake, pursues the organizing committee of activities that have left her class.

"I'm right to come, sir?" tanya Emi pursued the steps of the committee as well as being one of the art teachers at her school.

"Whose name are you?"

"Emiranda, sir."

The teacher looked for Emiranda's name on a pile of paper in his hand.

"Emiranda Suntama?"

"Yes, sir"

"Yes, you're coming. Bima Arya Wiratama, that's your wali's name isn't it?" ask the teacher to show Emi a piece of paper.

Emi nodded in disbelief as she looked at the name on the paper complete with a signature.

"Already, now go back to your classroom," the teacher ordered.

Bima Arya Wiratama's.

While heading to class, Emi opens her phone and slides into the social media Suntama Group. Emi wanted to be more convincing and sure enough that the name mentioned by her teacher and the one she also saw on the paper was exactly the same as the name of the main director of Suntama Group.

Emi was very happy and wanted to contact Bima but a video on the account stole her attention. A video posted hours ago showed Bima playing the piano at a party.

"Emi?" call Febi from the classroom door.

"Yes-yes."

..........

After school, as usual, Mr. Eko was waiting for Emi to pick him up.

"Sir Eko, I'm going home with Bian, right?"

"Wow, no. Later Bima sir angry."

"Sir Eko, may ya? Make a tour preparation."

"If so permission to Pak Bima first yes?"

Pak Eko contacted Bima and told Emi's wish to go home with Bian on the grounds of preparing the need for a tourist work.

"Let him go home," Bima's orders reject Emi's wishes presented by Mr. Eko.

"But Emi-"

"I said take her home!" bima resolute.

"Good, sir."

Mr. Eko put his phone back in his shirt pocket by shaking his head at Emi.

Emi snorted in annoyance, she was already hopeful and sure if Bima would allow it. Emi then sends Bian a message to tell him that she can't go with him and other friends to buy the things they need.

Arriving home, Emi opens the contents of her closet and chooses the clothes she will bring considering they will stay overnight.

Emi became lazy when imagining her three friends were shopping to prepare their needs while she was only in the room.

It must be fun coming with them.

Emi sat on the floor of her room, leaning against her bed and facing her open wardrobe. Emi plays her phone and remembers the video of Bima playing the piano.

There are already tens of thousands of likes and hundreds of comments for the video. All the comments that Emi read read were praise and admiration for Bima. Ninety percent who commented on it were also women and one of them was Nola who knew Emi was the secretary of Bima.

Her tired eyes playing mobile phone made Emi sleepy and thoughtlessly straightened her legs and closed her eyes with a sitting position on the floor.

Dear thousand dear Emi's eyes are already heavy suddenly he had to open again because of the sound of his cellphone. Bian called him and showed excitement with Febi and Yoga who were learning to build a tent to make it easier when they were in the activity place later.

Almost an hour of video call connection made by Bian ended. The point is Emi really wanted to join his three friends but what could be said Emi was forced to comply to be at home afraid Bima suddenly changed her mind and canceled Emi's permission to participate in tourist work.

Tired of being in the room, Emi took a walk in the courtyard of the house. It felt responsible for him sleeping because it was four in the afternoon.

"Are you guys hot?" emi asked the flowers around the house as if she could hear and answer what she said.

"Well, I'll give you all a drink and also bathe you all."

Emi turns on the tap that has been connected to the hose and pulls the hose to water all the plants.

Surr...

One by one the plants began to be watered Emi. Everything is watered without exception, even the green grass in the garden beside the house also comes in the guyur. Maybe if there is a coconut tree there must be watered.

Bub!

"Dad... Fall all over again" murmured Emi.

Emi slipped on the grass she watered. The yard of the house is wet because Emi is watering with excessive water, fortunately the Bima home page is lined with natural stone, try if not sure the water has stagnated.

Emi's face was wet because when she slipped, the hose in her hand faced up and hit her face.

"This is again, noisily," Emi said at a hose in her hand.

Emi remembered her and her friends at the parlour loved playing in the rain. Emi grinned and soaked her body with water from a hose.

Like a child, Emi shot water around and herself, pointing a hose over her head. Emi enjoyed what she was doing so much that she didn't realize Bima was home.

"Wet," said Emi looking at her body. Throwing a hose that is still burning, no matter the water that continues to flow.

Emi pulled the white T-shirt over her body and squeezed the water.

"What are you doing!?"

Bima sneered at her temple to see Emi's soaking wet state, playing with water like a child.

Emi turned around with her hand still squeezing her already perfectly wet t-shirt.