Diazhani (REVISED)

EPS.61 Famous Hani

"Huh, interview? what do you mean, Diaz?" hani asks Ichal, he doesn't understand.

"Don't know." Ichal immediately drove the car into the area of Srindra's house, despite fear of being hit, but Ichal still did it.

A guard immediately closed the gate and re-locked it. Hani gets out of the car with a camera shot as Hani gets out of the car. Ichal immediately opens the jacket and covers Hani, when he sees Hani who looks uncomfortable with the camera that photographed him without the permission.

Ichal's haste leads Hani into the house.

"They're on why, anyway?" ichal's grouse.

He gets upset when the men take pictures of Hani without permission. They were reporters but still, Ichal was annoyed.

"I'm not comfortable being rich." Hani complains while dropping his body roughly onto the sofa.

"Where is the mother?"

"Well, Hani, are you home?" shouted Srindra suddenly.

"Mother, why are so many people outside? I'm having a hard time getting in" asked Hani.

"They are looking for you" answered Srindra.

"Find me, but why? I'm so uncomfortable, Mother," Hani lamented.

"Patience, this is your consequence of being famous,"

"Yes, but why?"

"The public wants to know the face of the only successor of the company and foundation that Adamar founded, plus the foundation that Sundari inherited from you as well, because Sundari does not have a husband, children, children, or other relatives besides you" explained Srindra.

"Mat* me!" inner Hani.

"My girlfriend is famous, nih," Ichal teased.

"Diem! Oh, bummer."

***

The next day, as usual, Hani left for school. Everything seemed normal and ordinary, as usual Ichal invited him to go to school together. Until finally when he arrived at school seemed unusual circumstances. People who were not students seemed to be crowded in front of the school gate so as to block the students who were about to enter.

Similarly, Ichal's car was held in front of the school gate because the people were blocking the entrance.

"Cih, why the hell? Don't you know what, this is at school? Move, woy!" shout Ichal.

He could not understand why people who were not part of the school even gathered here.

"Surge!" shout Ichal. His voice is higher than ever.

"Patience, Diaz." Hani who was sitting next to Ichal tried to calm down.

"Gue said step aside, Woy!" snapped Ichal.

Finally, thanks to Ichal's screams, some people began to step aside and give way. Apparently, the security guard who was on guard in front of the gate was overwhelmed because of those people.

"What's this, sir?" hani asked one of the guards who was on guard to hold the people who forced their way in.

"They're looking for people, my dizziness," the security guard complained.

"Search people? Who?" ask Ichal suddenly.

"Non Salsa is the same as Non Hani, but I don't know which Non Hani, if Non Salsa, I know," replied the security guard. He replied grimacingly and shaking his security hat. Seen sweat splashing on his temple.

"Ups." Ichal turned to Hani, then pulled Hani's hand to immediately enter the classroom.

"They're looking for you too, Han." Ichal sat down on the chair as he had already arrived at the classroom.

"Why be a gini, huh? Very tau nyebelin," lamented Hani.

"Crazy! It's hard to get into school, people aren't sane or anything." Andri shouted as she made it into the classroom. It seems he also had trouble getting in.

"Lo, it's so ugly, Nyet!" tease Ichal.

Andri's appearance was really said, hair disheveled, buttons half-open clothes, sweat poured, maybe in front of the gate he had jostled to enter so be the appearance. No wonder he was really upset.

"Aarrrrgh! The people in front at why the hell? What are they looking for?" lamented Chika.

Chika is also new and has trouble entering because of the people who are huddled looking for Salsa and Hani.

"Make the mood I'm angry with." Chika complained while tidying up her appearance.

"Where salsa, Chik?" ask Ichal.

"The salsa? Don't know it's probably Barsena." Chika shrugged both of her shoulders, then sat on the chair while shaking her hands. It seemed like he was also sultry, visible from the sweat on his temples.

"Why is it Salsa?" ask Chika wonder.

"So of course, people are not sane in front of you, Nyari Salsa," replied Ichal.

"Sama nyari Hani too, it can be dangerous if there is someone who tells Hani's whereabouts in this class, Hani will be very uncomfortable," inner Ichal.

***

Meanwhile, Salsa is held captive in her own home. He couldn't get out because it turned out at Salsa's house was filled with journalists who were looking for him.

"It could be my crazy! Why are these gil* people here anyway?" salsa is frustrated.

Salsa kept pacing back and forth in the living room of her house. He found it difficult to get out of the house because of the people who crowded in front of the gate of his house.

It was heard that the men started shouting Salsa's name.

"Non, how's this?" A security guard approached Salsa in shock.

"Where are you going, sir?" salsa asked a little annoyed.

"Nganu, Madam yesterday went to Bali. What, Non-doesn't know?"

"Damn! Mom is so outrageous! Though Papah had to go to trial, and now I also follow it so bothered because of Papah! Even a nice vacation to Bali." Salsa ruffled her hair in frustration.

"Father, please open the gate. I have to go to school" Salsa said.

The guard nodded slowly, then ran back to the guard post.

Salsa grabbed the bag lying on the sofa, then she walked towards her parked car. When Salsa left the house, many people took photos of Salsa.

Salsa was finally able to leave for school despite her car's painstaking passing through the crowd.

"Cape." Salsa took a long breath.

When his car started to move away from his home area, Salsa stopped his car. He buried his head into the steering wheel of the car, slowly sounding Salsa sobs.

I don't know why Salsa suddenly cried like that. The longer the stuffing sounded like a heartbreaking loud roar.

"Why? Wh why? Why?!" raung Salsas.

"Gue want to mat!" salsa Mummings.

Geck!

Geck!

Geck!

Someone knocked on Salsa's car glass. Lazily, Salsa raised her head. He glanced at the windshield of his car that was knocked.

"Who, anyway?" upset Salsa.

The guy keeps knocking on the windshield until it pisses Salsa off. With a furious rage he lowered his car's glass.

"Who, anyway? Gang—"

"Good morning, Girlfriend!" say that person with a sumringah.

"Barsenne." Salsa hurriedly tidied up her appearance.

That guy Barsena, he's been following Salsa's car from his house. At first he was worried Salsa could not get out of the house because of the reporters. But Salsa was able to get out.

Barsena continued to follow Salsa's car from behind, until it was time for Salsa's car to stop. Barsena was ordinary at first when Salsa's car stopped by the road, but Barsena grew anxious for a long time as Salsa stopped for a while and faintly heard Salsa's roar. Finally Barsena decided to go down and approach Salsa.

"Ka–kamu, what's here?" ask Salsa with a wave.

"I'm the one who should be, what are you doing here? School is still a long way from here, why stop here?" Barsena asked back.

"A–aku ... I .. mmmm,"

"Udah, let's go! You get down, get in my car! Your car is simple here." Barsena immediately pulled Salsa and took her to her car.

In the car, only silence was present. Looks like Salsa was really nervous when she was with Barsena. Though usually he is the most noisy and noisy person, with all his arrogance.

"Sal." Barsena opened her voice.

"Yes" replied Salsa.

Barsena stopped the car. He looked into Salsa's eyes. While Salsa really got to the extreme nervous level because of it.

Barsena kept looking into Salsa's eyes.

"Ke–why, Barsena?"

"If you feel heavy with all this, you can tell me the same, spill it all over me" said Barsena.

Salsa felt her face heat up as she held something that almost fell on her eye patch, she instantly turned her face away.

"Sal." Barsena grabbed Salsa's hand and gently stroked it.

Salsa turned back to Barsena, his defense was broken. Her tears flowed and she sobbed.

"I'm cape, Barsena! Cape!" raung Salsas.

Salsa continued to sob, Barsena immediately grabbed Salsa and buried in her arms.

"What's wrong is Papah, not me, Barsena! Why are they rich is the same to me." Salsa continued to roar in Barsena's arms.

Barsena stroked Salsa's back gently, she wanted to give Salsa some calm. He knew full well what Salsa was feeling, the reporters must have really distressed Salsa with questions about the evil deeds her father had committed.

***

Barsena and Salsa are in class. When Barsena arrived at class, she was shocked by the condition of her friends who looked a little messy with their upset faces, especially Andri.

"Why, anyway?" ask Barsena.

"This is our school why, anyway? What kind of bankruptcy? This elite school loh, from the first also very tight guard, so it is very difficult to skip. Now what the hell, just as journalists are overwhelmed, until the kids are hard to get in, outrageous!" andri grumbled as he fanned the book into his face.

It seems that the most upset here even Andri is not Hani or Salsa.

"The reporter's looking for news or another demo to our school, anyway? My amazement!" Andri continued to grumble in annoyance.

"Propay the times, Nyet! Very emotional, really!" ichal deliberately teases Andri.

"Where are you not emotional? I'm from home already cute want to meet Yayang Chika, even so messy because of them! I'm so excited." Andri fanned the book into his face even harder.

"You know, you were a mess, Nyet!" Ichal laughed with pleasure.

Salsa suddenly stood up from her chair, and walked about to the outside of the classroom.

"Where, Sal?" barsena asked when she saw Salsa going outside.

"Toilet." Without looking, Salsa walked straight out of the classroom.

Suddenly, Hani stands up from his chair and walks out of the classroom like Salsa.

"Where, Han?" ask Ichal.

"Toilet." Hani walked a little fast.

"Woman, why the hell do you want to go to the toilet together?" chirps Andri.

"Soally, if you like being lonely, you can't huddle" Chika replied as she stood up and walked outside the classroom as well.

"Where, Yayang?" ask Andri.

"Toilet." Chika immediately walked after Hani and Salsa.

"Basic chick!" chuckle Ichal, Barsena, and Andri together.

***

"Do you know? Journalists who gather in front of the tuh, nyari Salsa to be interviewed. Not crazy anyway? Turns out his father he's a man's treasure-taker!"

"Great as I am, if I were Salsa, I would have killed myself so shamefully."

"So, journalists are looking for Salsa for interviews about what?"

"Yes, about his father's case. Just so you know, yes, Salsa's father cheated on her as his own secretary. Hence, Salsa's mother had no presence with her father's congregation."

Salsa clearly heard the gossip from some of the people who were in the toilet as well. So did Hani and Chika, they were in different rooms, but both clearly heard their gossiping about Salsa.

Brak!

Chika opened the door loudly, making those who were gossiping shocked.

"What a gil*!" talk about one of those people.

"Curtain, Bintan ... Stubborn! Sok, angel but it turns out to be so rotten!" hardik Chika's.

Salsa and Hani are listening to Chika straight out of the room. That clearly made those who were gossiping become even more shocked. Some people went straight out of the toilet until the remaining Bintan and one of his family friends who look bolder than the person who ran away after seeing the whereabouts of Salsa.