Diazhani (REVISED)

EPS.10 > Granny Room

"Don't go with her Han!" barsena said softly by looking at Hani's face deeply.

Hani turned her head to glance at Ichal's expression which seemed to be getting annoyed.

"Come with me!" take Ichal while pulling Hani's hand, but still held by Barsena.

"Don't Han, you get the same he's sure everyone will be your target." Barsena persuades Hani while withdrawing Hani's hand but is held captive by Ichal.

Now Hani's position is similar to the cup being contested. He was pulled to the right and then pulled to the left.

"Sduuuh! What the hell are you guys? Sick know?!" hani yelled annoyed while forcibly letting go of their hand grips.

"It's me coming home!" Hani walks away leaving Ichal and Barsena still standing facing each other.

"Do you look around!" barsena and Ichal.

They look back. "Buck!" they said back in unison shuddering in disgust and then walked in a different direction.

***

Hani was at his house. He laid his tired body on the living room sofa that felt very quiet. After her grandmother died, Hani lived alone in the mansion.

Only every weekend someone cleans his house, but doesn't stay there.

"So quiet if there's no grandma!" hani Gumam.

Hani walks around corner after corner of his house to recall the pieces of memories with his grandmother.

He did not feel like he was standing at his grandmother's door. Slowly he clasped the doorknob trying to open it, but the door was locked.

"Sweet, really in the lock. When is this door in the lock? Before grandma left? Kok grandma until the thought of the door lock, usually also hinged." muttered Hani astonished while continuing to try to open the door.

Hani undoes his intention of opening the door, he tries to find the key of this door. All the drawers he checks, to see whether there is nothing.

He sat back on the sofa, he chose to give up looking for the key.

"Rubber! It seems like all the places that might be the key to the simple I've checked, but I still haven't met."

"Simple grandmother key where the hell is Grandma?"

Hani stared at the photo of her and her grandmother on display in the living room. He approached the photo and rubbed its slightly dusty surface.

The tring!

Accidentally an object fell from behind the frame of the photo. Hani ducked to see what had fallen, it was really nice not to think Hani saw the falling object was a golden key that was none other than the key to his grandmother's room.

"So here is Grandma?" said Hani sumringah then ran up the stairs to the grandmother's room opposite Hani's room.

Chequek!

The door of the room opened, Hani walked slowly while turning on the lights in the room. Hani's eyes roamed corner after corner from her grandmother's room until she saw a book on her grandmother's desk.

He opened the book, curious about its contents. But Hani's hopes of getting something in the book did not materialize, it turned out to be just an ordinary blank book.

He walked back and sat down by his grandmother's bed, slowly laying down his body on the bed.

The jedug!

"Aww it hurts!" Hani grimaced while rubbing her painful head.

When Hani's head touched the pillow, not the comfort felt but something hard had been hit by his head.

"Grandmother's pillow is so hard!" muttered Hani annoyed while throwing her grandmother's pillow away.

"Huh? What's the crate? It's so weird that there's a box here!" Hani tries to touch the chest between fear and curiosity and finally opens the chest slowly.

"It right?" hani muttered as he looked at the contents of the small crate.

A photograph, two pairs of small socks, and a letter were inside the small chest.

Hani slowly opened a sheet of photos that looked very dusty, he saw a photo of two babies there who seemed to be twins. But the photo of the person carrying it was not shown, as if the photo was deliberately cut.

He then touched two pairs of tiny socks that looked very cute.

Then he opened a letter left there.

Please take care of our child, we are unable to take care of two children at once. Especially with our lives under threat because he's continuing to target our lives."

Marwah and Adamar.

That is the letter Hani read. Hani does not understand the contents of the letter, he then looks for other clues in his grandmother's room.

In a hurry he opened all the drawers, revealing all the closed ones trying to figure out anything that could answer his curiosity.

The contents of the letter continued to revolve in his head, the possibility that he was a child who was thrown away made him unable to continue.

"Marwah and Adamar are your mama's names equally papa?" muttered Hani while biting the tip of his nails a sign he was very nervous.

"What does the letter mean? So I have a brother? Where is my brother? Did he also die in the accident? Granny never said I had a brother." Hani continued muttering as she continued to hug the letter.

***

Last night Hani fell asleep on the floor of her grandmother's room which looked messy because Hani was looking for something that might be a clue for her.

Slowly Hani got up, he again tidied up the room with a wavy. Negative thoughts filled his head.

The truck!

As Hani tidied up the pile of books on the table, a piece of paper fell at his feet. With Hani's lunglai taking the paper, Hani's curious soul made him open the paper and read the contents.

"Srindra A's. Jln. Melati. 54"

But the content of the paper is only a name and address. Hani thought it might be someone grandma knew, so she hurriedly tidied up the paper with the other books.

Hani re-locking the room as before, she returned to her room to clean up. Because school is off today she plans to go out to just cheer up her heart that was upset over last night.

She came out wearing a white T-shirt and a knee-length jeans skirt with her usual ponytailed hair.

He saw the florist, then he remembered if he had not visited the tomb of his grandmother and both parents after a few months was too busy 'right with school.

Hani bought three white roses, and took a taxi to the cemetery, which was a short distance from her home.

"You gini I wore a polite dress earlier." muttered Hani as he continued walking towards the cemetery area.

"Hi mama papa, Hani today brought you white roses. Said grandma, mamah really like white roses." said Hani sobbing.

"Hi grandma, Hani also came for grandma loh! Nih Hani also brought flowers for grandma." Hani grinned bitterly at the sobbing of her cries.

"Hani go home first with drugs." Hani then moved.

He walked over while wiping away the remaining tears that had fallen on his cheeks. She faintly saw a man sitting near someone's grave while keeping a white rose similar to the one Hani had bought earlier.

Hani walked up to the man who was sitting on his back to Hani. This was not because Hani was curious, but indeed the way out of the burial area did have to pass the man.

"Sorry I just came." vaguely Hani began to hear the man speak softly.

"This sound? I know you, but who does?" hani, while continuing to approach.

The closer Hani heard and could see clearly who was in front of him.

"Well, Ichal?" unconsciously Hani said that, making Ichal aghast suddenly look up at Hani who was standing right in front of him.

"Why is this chick here?" inner Ichal was shocked. He hurriedly stood up and turned around leaving Hani.

Grep's!

Hani swiftly held the hand of Ichal who was about to leave. "No, you keep going, I want to go home!" Hani smiled.

He knew full well that Ichal might be embarrassed if anyone knew when he was crying like that.

"Related? Your boyfriend Chal?" involuntarily Hani asked that, as he read the gravestone from the tomb Ichal visited.

"Don't ask, he says you're coming back!" answer Ichal ketus. Hani who heard that just pursed her lips and walked away from Ichal.

Meanwhile, a man stands, watching Ichal and Hani in the tomb of someone he knows. He held the flowers in his hand.

He is Barsena. "Damn!" muttered Barsena and smiled bitterly. He turned around and left the cemetery.

***

"Related? Who is that Baras? Ichal to tears in front of his grave." murmured Hani while walking leisurely.

Diiiins!

Hani was aghast at the sound of a horn that shrieked his ears. He turned around to see who the ignorant was shocking himself, he was even more annoyed after knowing the person behind him was Ichal.

"Good!" ichal commands with plate tones.

"Relieve it!" hani said and walked back.

Ichal's car continues to follow Hani slowly on a road that is not big, making other road users crowded honk because Ichal's car is too slow and blocking those who are in a hurry.

"Aduuuuh yaudah yes! It's so noisy!" Hani screams in annoyance and boards Ichal's car.

Brakk!

Hani closed the car door violently and her lips kept pursing in annoyance. Ichal who saw that just smiled in satisfaction.

"Where are we going?" asked Hani while continuing to show her manyun lips.

"Follow it!" ichal answered briefly while continuing to focus on seeing the road driving his car.

"You're mending me go home and sleep!"

"Great stress, his hobby is sleeping." Ichal seduces Hani.

Hani's face harrumphed hearing that, the feeling between anger and also shame mixed into one.

"Can't talk about it mulu!" Hani screamed a little while covering her face.