
"Why lo? Dreaming of the morning." Roka who was surprised by Kiran's attitude that kept daydreaming since that morning decided to ask Kiran directly.
Not immediately answering, Kiran glanced at Roka for a moment then returned blankly staring towards the window. "No."
Hearing Kiran's reply made Roka grunt in annoyance. He knew Kiran wasn't okay. His best friend was not a moody person so if he showed unusual gurgles, it was certain that something was bothering Kiran.
"I'm afraid." Roka pulled the collar of Kiran's clothes so that it made her best friend surprised instead of playing.
"Heh, what the hell is *****!" Kiran tries to remove Roka's grip from the collar of her uniform, but she is not powerful enough so inevitably she is forced to follow where Roka will take her.
Both stopped just behind the bathroom. Roka loosened her grip on Kiran's uniform collar as she looked up at the wall to make sure no one saw them. "Lo any more problems with Rendi?" Roka whispered softly, trying to say as slow as possible but still heard.
"Nothing is." The memory of yesterday's events is replayed in Kiran's head, instead of remembering her bickering with Rendi, Kiran instead re-imagines how shabby, beautiful, and mysterious the girl she met yesterday.
"Gue yesterday heard he mentioned your name to the basketball children. If there's nothing to say with me, yes although I'm sure the hell it's great kids kaga maybe attacked us again but if there is something do not reach lo simpen itself. I kill you if suddenly I come home from school I'm in the middle of it sort of." Roka tried to slow down her voice when she heard the noise of other students from inside the bathroom right next to their standing position.
"Today I saw him bothering women, I help you. That child he bullies looks very scared, who would try to disturb the child of the devil during the day." said Kiran while fixing his collar that looks messy due to Roka.
"Widih-widih, brother Kiatannn. It must be a girl you help." Roka nudged her shoulders, trying to tease Kiran for being willing to help a woman.
Kiran glanced at Roka then shuddered after realizing how horrified her friend's expression was. "Dirty. Excited what man he's getting scared when I'm samperin."
Feeling no need to hide anymore, Kiran walks ahead of Roka to return to class. "Heh, what a hurry, kebelet lo? Btw that's a pretty girl, isn't it? His name? Where is the house, approximately? Which boy? You must know what class she is." Roka continued to search Kiran with unreasonable questions while her best friend just kept quiet as she continued walking down the corridor to get to class.
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Naya smiled slightly in response to the jokes of her friends. The sky was getting dark, the training had also ended since a few minutes ago, but Naya still could not leave school because she had not been picked up by her brother. "Eh, go back first." Said one of his friends who was then followed by several other children so that only leaving two women on the edge of the field including Naya one of them.
Naya took a small towel from her gym bag, wiped the sweat between her neck and chest, then folded the towel back and put it back in the bag. "Si Roka didn't go home what? He didn't stop at all." Naya glanced at Amel, then looked at the center of the court where Roka was still busy playing basketball alone.
"Abis rejected chick times." Although trying not to look interested at all, in fact Naya did not even a little to take her eyes off the man who is famous for the land crocodile. To be honest Naya was also curious, it was not usual for Roka to stay on the field this long after the training was over.
"Eh, Nay. Sorry, my mom is ahead. Is it okay, okay?" Amel patted Naya's shoulder while showing a message from her mother that had arrived at the school gate.
Naya smiled slightly as she nodded. Amel hugged Naya then ran small while carrying her bag which at first glance looks larger than the proportion of the body she has, she said, do not forget Amel said goodbye to Roka who then made the man end his solo play on the field.
"Loh, Nay. Still here you are?" Roka walked over to Naya who seemed indifferent to her.
"Yes, wait for my sister." Still with her cold attitude, Naya tried to ignore Roka who suddenly sat next to her while sipping a bottle of drink.
"You?" Roka offers her drink to Naya who is then responded to by a slow coil by the girl. "Gue wait here until you are picked up," continued Roka who suddenly made Naya think skeptical and suspicious.
"Diiiiihhhh, gausah lo mode. Go home there." Naya who knows very well how Roka's temperament usually rejects Roka's offer to accompany him to be invited.
After hearing Naya's rejection and her telling, Roka cleaned up all her equipment and stood up with a navy sports bag that had been with her for almost two years at school. "Who would like modusin lo * PD really already jidat. I go back first, do not be terak-tereak ya if suddenly ntar there is a nyeliwer pesugihan in front of you." Before actually leaving Naya, do not forget Roka still launched a prank so that the girl was afraid, thank goodness if Naya forbade him to go home first.
"So, what's the matter **picking through here yes ***. I want to help what he is in this college. You go back there." Instead of being afraid, Naya is getting more and more determined to respond to Roka who never left.
"Yes-yes. Yaudah I first, ati-ati lo here. If there's anything on my phone." Roka smiled slightly while looking down to line up Naya who was in a sitting position. This apparently makes Naya very surprised because suddenly saw the sweaty face of Roka right in front of her.
Naya threw away her face, trying her best to avoid eye contact with Roka. "Aduuhhhh, you stink. It's gone, so complicated to be a person. If there's anything I call my father lah lah ngap elo, kaga important." Naya tried to cover her nose with her palm, although she honestly did not inhale any scent.
After waiting for a long time, Naya receives a call that her brother got a sudden assignment from his superior so he is forced to not be able to pick up Naya. With a feeling of annoyance, fear, and annoyance, Naya walked quickly towards the school gate. He had no choice but to order ojol. While waiting for his order to arrive, Naya decides to stand beside the school gate because only that place is illuminated by lights.
Unconsciously Naya bit her fingernails to minimize anxiety, along with that vaguely she heard the sound of a motor engine that was slowly - the clearer the sound. Not so long ago, the front lights of the motor that drove slowly from inside the school made Naya frown because of the glare. He saw a male figure smiling mockingly from behind the green helmet he was wearing. "Here you go, just stay here" said the man who also made both of Naya's cheeks flushed.
He was sure that about thirty minutes ago Roka had already left him. But now he was surprised by the existence of the man who looked handsome riding a gray N-Max motorcycle. Hesitating, Naya stepped small towards the empty space that was still left behind Roka the motorist. "How come you haven't come home yet?" Naya opened her voice after making sure she was sitting on the bike perfectly.
"Wait for you to be picked up. What kind of guy can leave a girl alone at night. It turns out you weren't picked up. The wind." Roka smiled excitedly amid her efforts in answering Naya's question.
"The terrace dragon." Naya hit the helmet that Roka was wearing until there was a loud rumbling sound.
Without saying anything else, Roka spurred her motorbike out of the school area. Along the way, the two were silent and did not speak to each other. They are busy with thoughts in their minds. Naya who felt strange because for the first time was treated so well by a man who had been met all out, he said, as well as Roka who felt confused by the strange pounding on the chest that he had never felt before.
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"Bang, yesterday I heard from Rohman that his brother wants to go to a swimming match." the voice of the little Arda resuscitated Kiran from her daydream.
"Oh yeah, so why?" reply Kiran, his gaze was fixed on the button Arda clothes are installed carelessly.
Arda flinched as Kiran suddenly pulled him, fixing his clothes buttons. "Huh, brother ngagetin. Rohman invited me to his match. But no exclamation ah, I can't see."
Kiran was stunned. He observed Arda's eyes staring blankly at the television. Kiran unconsciously passed a clear liquid from her right eye fertilizer which she swiftly removed a second later. "It's football anyway I will want to follow Rohman." continued Arda while trying to reach a piece of bread that is located at the table. Seeing him, Kiran brought the plate closer to Arda's range.
Now they are watching a football match in the family room. The only sport that Arda likes is football, because even though he cannot see, Arda can still hear provocative voices from commentators, so somehow he felt like he was watching the match live.
"Well, are you sleepy, aren't you?" Kiran tried to shift the topic because she did not want their conversation to end miserably like before.
"Bright father, yaudah ayok anterin sleep." said Arda who seemed a little inflamed because the match was fun.
Kiran carried Arda on her shoulder so there was no need to lead her sister. He put Arda to sleep in his little bed, then began to read some stories about the history he had read. Although initially interactive, Kiran who deliberately makes the story more boring also managed to make Arda fall asleep in just a matter of minutes.
Kiran corrected her brother's blanket, gently rubbing Arda's hair. "Sorry brother, yes." whispered slowly, before leaving and leaving Arda who was sound asleep.
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With a glass of warm milk, Kiran went up the stairs to her room on the second floor. "Dizziness is really good." he muttered while sipping the glass in his left hand.
Memories of his encounter with a mysterious girl figure and the blocking events by Chandana against his line account are replayed in Kiran's mind. He does not know when he began to be so interested in the mysterious girl, but Kiran can not forget how every movement and expression that the girl showed him. Not just at Rendi, the girl looked just as scared as she looked at Kiran. Not yet complete about the girl, he still has to find out who is the girl named Chandana. Kiran was still busy thinking as her gaze suddenly felt blurred. He felt dizzy as well as dizzy. He walked into the room, left the balcony and closed the door that became the main access to the balcony. He kept trying to keep his balance so as not to fall. Afterwards, Kiran rushed towards the bed to rest. Although time had not shown late at night, he seemed to be unable to stay awake any longer.
With his heart and mind still not completely calm, he closed his eyes. I hope that tomorrow I will wake up in a better state than now. Regarding Chandana and the mysterious girl, Kiran emphasized in her mind that she first had to solve the Chandana problem, only maybe he could continue his curiosity in the mysterious girl after he could find out and befriend Chandana.
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