Chandanas

Kiran (13)

Roka looked at Naya for a moment, then turned to Kiran, "About the person who is concerned about us. Before entering school, I had a few times to be watched fit again in public places. But two days ago at the school park, you felt looked out too, right?" Roka pointed at Kiran with her index finger.

Kiran nodded doubtfully, "Gue has been trying to look everywhere, but I can't find anyone. After all, the school does not allow outsiders or people without uniforms to enter the school area, right? I thought it was just my feeling" Kiran explained. He himself could not be certain, but this was not the first time he felt watched. If that was just her feeling, then what about Roka and Naya who also experienced something similar?

"Either that. We can't find her because she might be one of us. Coconut Shoot Child," Roka revealed her conjecture. It was not impossible if the ones who had been watching and trailing them were their own comrades.

Naya nodded in agreement, "Maybe. But who?"

"No, no. Before deciding to find out who, we must first know the reason. Why are we being watched?" Kiran tried to make things easier.

First of all, they had to gather the similarities between the three of them to deduce the meeting point underlying the reason the person was watching over them. Then, after being able to gather some reasons, they can relate those reasons to people who may be related. Just second-guessing the perpetrator will take too much time because everyone has an equal chance of being suspected.

Kiran ran to Arda's room to pick up paper and pencils. He felt that someone had to write all the results of their discussion to make it easier to remember and apply.

"According to the two of you, what do the three of us have in common? Or at least what keeps the three of us in touch?" Kiran asked. He wanted Naya and Roka to think a little harder this time.

"Aftentimes. Maybe before we start referring to students, why don't we put the villain in top priority? Could he pay the Coconut Shoots for our spies?" Roka.

Damnit damnit! Kiran almost forgot about the man. Yeah, why don't you? So far the only person who has motive to interrupt his life is the criminal.

Kiran listed the criminal's name on the main list of people most suspect.

Naya looked at the two confusedly, "What criminal?"

Roka and Kiran looked up, they forgot that Naya was in their midst. By force, Kiran explained everything to Naya. About Arda, about his past, about Arif's release from prison, as well as about the terror he received some time ago.

At first Kiran thought Naya would be fine after hearing it, but now all she saw was a girl who could not hide her fear, she trembled. Roka tries to calm Naya down and says that everything will be fine. No one will get hurt because of that person. Roka also tries to make Naya calmer by telling lies if the person watching them is definitely not Arif's man, even though Roka himself is not sure right.

Kiran, who feels guilty for telling Naya everything and making her feel worried, tells Roka to take Naya to the room so that the girl can rest.

"Just a moment," Roka glanced at Kiran at a glance then brought Naya to Arda's room.

Kiran looked at the two with a guilty feeling. In any case, if their conjecture was correct then it meant that Kiran had harmed her friends. He had put them all in danger just because they were hanging out and being close to Kiran. Now, Kiran feels even more worried about Chandana. If Roka and Naya are followed, it does not rule out Chandana also experiencing the same thing.

Kiran scribbled the paper in front of her with a feeling of anger. He was angry at himself.

Maybe I should stay away from everyone. If being close to me puts them in danger, nothing will matter. I have to get away from everyone and solve this problem myself.

Kiran got up from the hairy carpet, stood up and walked into her parents' room and locked the door from the inside. If indeed this person wants to hurt Kiran, then just hurt her, not the people who are nearby.

After confirming Chandana's situation tomorrow, Kiran is determined not to see him again if Chandana is indeed in good condition. Kiran will not establish closeness or friendship with anyone until she can solve all these problems on her own.

Not so long after Kiran laid herself on the mattress, there was a pounding sound from outside. Apparently Roka was trying to get Kiran out of the room and continue their conversation.

Reluctantly, Kiran walked towards the door shouting, "Sleep sono lu!"

Kiran meant by staying away from everyone of course including Roka in it. Although he knew it would be difficult to get Roka to understand, but Kiran really did not want to get Roka involved in all of this. At least for this time, Kiran wanted Roka to put herself forward, think about her own safety and let Kiran solve all the unresolved issues with that person. If necessary, Kiran would gladly come to the criminal and make him say what he really wants.

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The morning sunlight hit the leaves and cliffs of the house still covered with dew, refracting its light on some inanimate objects scattered all over the face of the earth. The chirping of birds that sounded like the sound of a cell phone alarm woke Kiran from her sleep. He wriggled under the blanket and then moved and went to the bathroom after seeing the numbers on the digital clock located on the nightstand.

It's still 5 o'clock. Inner Kiran.

According to him, he had to leave the house before Naya and Roka woke up from sleep. He wanted to immediately ascertain Chandana's situation and settle matters with Mr. Arif. If her father tended to be more cautious and vigilant, Kiran would not act the same. The reason is simple, Kiran does not want to buy too much time and gives more opportunities for these criminals to spread fear and suppress the mental Kiran and family. Especially after now he knows that his friends are also dragged, of course Kiran will not stay silent and wait any longer to rise from the comfort zone.

Kiran tried to set the time so he could resolve the issue with Chandana before 11am as the final was due to be played at 2am and his team had to gather at the stadium from 12am to attend the closing ceremony.

With his mouth full, Kiran chewed the bread by grasping a glass of milk. He stared blankly at the pile of dishes, glaring back at what Naya said last night. Gadia said that Chandana has a lot of bruises on her body, Naya also believes that the reason Chandana always wears long clothes during this time is because the girl tried to cover her wounds.

Kiran tries to recall the times she spent with Chandana. Trying to dig into the memory and find clues that agree with Naya's statement. After a long time of thinking, Kiran recalled one incident where she tried to roll up the sleeves of Chandana's sweater as they went to the picnic spot.

At first Chandana was normal and ordinary, but shortly after Kiran rolled up her sweater arm so as not to be exposed to seepage of blood from the wound that had not been completely dry, Chandana was suddenly aggressive and just jerked Kiran's hand away, as if what Kiran was doing back then was a mistake.

Yeah, Kiran remembers. At that time Chandana was holding flowers and leaves which then made his hand hurt. Kiran gives him plaster but the blood released by his wound hits the sweater so Kiran tries to roll up the sleeve of the sweater.

Now it all starts to sound convincing. So there is indeed something Chandana is hiding, and this is just one among many things that Kiran does not know. With a heavy sigh, Kiran slowed down the movement of her mouth.

Pairings. When talking about a partner, then what comes to mind is two things that complement and match, or two people who share feelings and choose to live everything together. Another important thing in a relationship with others is to know each other good and bad, understand each other and understand each other.

There are many things Kiran does not understand about Chandana, much she does not know about the girl. He even doubted if they had ever been a couple because Kiran felt Chandana was the one who equipped him while he seemed to do nothing at all. Many aspects are not fulfilled in their relationship so Kiran feels doubtful whether she is worthy of Chandana. He did not even know that all this time the girl he loved was suffering.

Where did that bruise come from? Who did it? What reason? There was nothing Kiran knew at all.

With a raging feeling, Kiran stuffed the glass she had spent in the sink. If expected, ten minutes more the maid will come to clean the house and serve breakfast. Kiran had to leave before that.

After picking up some objects, Kiran pulled out her motorbike from the garage to then speed it towards Chandana's residence.

On the way, Kiran glanced at the circular watch on her left wrist, still at 6am. He slowed down the speed of his motorbike, rethinking it to immediately drive towards Chandana's house. Come to think of it this is still too early for the size of the person who wants to visit. Not wanting to give a bad impression for his first meeting with the Chandana family, Kiran decides to go to the city park while waiting for the sun to start rising. He may be able to sit there and stay there for an hour or two until the right time for him to return to continue the journey.

Kiran parked her motorcycle in a park parking lot that was almost filled with dozens of paddle bikes. He glanced at the park area, looks very crowded by young people and parents who are almost entirely dressed in sports. Sure enough, today is Sunday, a time for families and young people to have a weekend.

With hesitation, Kiran stepped into the garden, looking for a seat that she would occupy for the next hour or two. Kiran watched the small children playing around her. They looked carefree and joyful, as if there was nothing else they could think of but to have fun. And that's how children are. Always wanting to be an adult without ever knowing that being an adult means stripping off all simple pleasures and encountering all the complex and difficult things in life.

While observing all the excitement and fun of the children, Kiran several times smiled and laughed when she saw the silly behavior of the boys. An hour and a half seemed to pass very quickly because he was excited to join the fun done by children.

Now his watch has shown at half-eight in the morning. Kiran got up from the park chair and went to the motorbike. Before leaving, Kiran took the time to pay for parking and buy chicken porridge. Maybe he should bring something to add value to his first meeting with the Chandana family.

After finishing all his needs, Kiran rode his motorcycle and drove slowly on the streets. I don't know why he was suddenly nervous and fluttering. Maybe this is also what Chandana felt when he took the girl to Bandung some time ago. It turns out it is quite difficult to go to the house of the person we like especially to meet their family and parents for the first time.

It took about 30 minutes for Kiran to enter the Chandana housing complex. He drove very slowly until he finally stopped the motor he was driving in a large house with an iron fence painted ash. Kiran got off the bike and then hesitated towards the fence. He looked around for the bell button and then pressed it.

It didn't take long, a thin man with almost half white hair came out and opened the fence. He looked at Kiran from foot to head, as if he was looking at something.

"Who?" he said while scratching the temple.

Kiran tried to smile as warmly and optimally as possible, "Include, sir. My name is Kiran, I am her friend Chandana," Kiran reached out her hand with a slight bow.

The man wearing only a plain T-shirt and shorts scratched his beard then returned Kiran's hand in a short position, "I am Chandana's father. Please come in" he said doubtfully.

Kiran nodded then walked towards her motor. He guided the great motor with full power because to bring it to the courtyard of Chandana house he had to pass through the court which was slightly tilted position.

After struggling with all the power and effort, Kiran took a strong breath after the bike managed to park well.

Kiran was about to step onto the porch of Chandana's house when she gasped for a glimpse of Chandana's father watching her with his arms crossed, as if judging Kiran from top to bottom.

Kiran gave a clumsy smile then followed the man to walk inside the house. Kiran does not know if she has ever met Chandana's father. But surely every time he saw the man's face, Kiran felt familiar with him. It was as if he had seen that face somewhere and when.