EPOCHS

Chapter 6

Kinza packed her personal belongings. He stuffed a few pieces of clothing into a large Army motif backpack. Take it easy, Kinza didn't run away. He's just getting the equipment ready to stay at school tonight.

His feelings are still raging. He still doesn't believe in what happened a few hours ago. There is still a week to think about the right answer. But Kinza couldn't, he kept thinking about the matchmaking. Kinza was angry at Al his parents as well as himself.

Kinza's room door opened. Faintly the silhouette of Zahra came in. Justright. That's Zahra-mama Kinza.

"Here mama help" said Zahra offering help. But again Kinza did not budge.

"Kinza can be alone." rejected Kinza smooth and impressed indifferent. Zahra is getting closer to Kinza. He noticed the face of his girl who looked annoyed.

"Still angry with mom? Though this is not the idea of mama you know, this is all his ideas papa and Om Arif." Kinza hissed, he pretended to ignore his mother's speech.

"Mama's just following along. Mama agrees because Al is a good boy, Sholeh and mama believes he is responsible. He's an adult, surely he can guide Kinza."

"At the same time, the marriage was not carried out as quickly as possible. About a year away, I know for sure you need to know each other." continued Zahra softly. Kinza stopped his activities.

"Kinza is still early ma, Kinza is not ready to take care of Kak Al. Take care of yourself is not right. Kinza isn't ready to get pregnant either!" decak Kinza flat. Then Zahra laughed at the words of this spoiled child.

"Lho, who asked Kinza to have children in a short time? Al can take care of himself. This is a good opportunity so that Iza can be independent, and learn to be a good wife." said Zahra while chuckling. Kinza directly advanced her lips.

"Just think carefully, Mama sure Al is a good match for you."

"But the best for mama, not necessarily good for Kinza" said Kinza while wiping tears that might soon be spilled. Hurry her away to avoid her mama's gaze. Kinza really has no power in looking at it that way.

"Kinza wants to take a shower, this is all about staying at school." she continued before entering the bathroom. Kinza. He doesn't know what to do. The girl was crying in the bathroom.

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Arriving at school, Kinza sat pensively hugging her knees. Sometimes the girl shed tears. And, faintly heard the sound of sobbing.

Suddenly Claudia sat down next to him. But he did not realize that Kinza was in doubt.

“Lo why, Za? How crying? What is my story?!” claudia asked half in panic. Moreover, looking at the two eyes of Kinza who was flushed and slightly swollen.

“Neither, I need privacy!” bargain Kinza.

“OK, now come with me to post mang Jajang!”

The two of them moved to a place where Mang Jajang used to stand guard.

"Cla, I want to tell you something. I need a lot of advice from lo." muttered Kinza softly while blocking Claudia's arm. Kinza's eyes glazed over. Claudia. He immediately stopped his small steps.

"Follow me, the story at the post mang Jajang aja, there the place is deserted." Kinza nodded in agreement to Claudia's words.

"Gue wants to be paired with the old om-om" said Kinza upon arrival at the security guard post. Claudia instantly widened her eyes. Surprised not to play with Kinza just now.

"Couldn't you? How do you keep going, lo nerima?"

"Gue did not know, very confused" said Kinza memelas. Why is the question demanding to her? Hey, you know Kinza, everyone is going to ask you that. The spoiled girl in my heart.

"Gue saranin yes, mendingan lo iyahin aja. But, you have to make conditions." said Claudia grinning. I swear this girl is serem too when talking seriously. Sadistic bener.

"What?"

"The condition is..." Claudia whispered something to Kinza. The girl said as if she didn't want people to know her plan. Kinza nodded slowly. He understands what to do.

"Sir?"

"Yes I understand, thank you very much Claudiaaa!" said Kinza with a face of sumringah. He who had been moody, now had improved. She's a magical girl, right?

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Today Kinza participated in the race, since this morning he and his troops and officials have arrived at the Gelora bung Karno Stadium, Jakarta.

This afternoon, the girl and her troops have been in make-up in such a way. Pride clothes in black and red that have been inlaid have been attached fitting on his body, tight black pants, and, pantople shoes and other frills make the impression of dashing and beautiful on the face of the tapered Kinza.

In a few minutes Kinza will be performing. The girl was nervous not playing. Already dozens of times become a field artist, still does not reduce his nervousness when going to perform again. From a distance, a man in a navy shirt and knee-length cream pants approached the girl who was now in a state of nervousness. A faint smile was seen on the lips of the man-Juna.

"Don't faint, yep, brother willingly came to see Kinza perform." exclaimed Juna's heavy voice. He was standing next to Kinza who was sitting sweetly on the DP-2 bench.

"Come on, come on now!" snort Kinza lazy. He thought Juna wouldn't keep his promise, but it turned out? Juna actually came though a little late.

"I'm sorry Brother yes, it was jammed because." he replied while chuckling and smiling widely. I swear by any bang Juna cakeep really!

"Teteh let's come with me to DP-1 (Preparation area to one)." said a male committee. All of them then stand up and follow the direction in question.

Kinza performing in the afternoon. More precisely the second of the last. Can be imagined many spectators who watched SMAN 38 Bogor perform on the field. Paskibra's child must understand very well how the atmosphere. Kinza closed his eyes slowly. He hoped his nervousness would disappear.

"Kinzaaa's spirit, Brother support you!" juna shouted as Kinza's troops pounded the field with great gallantry and authority. Voices of applause, shouting and others flooded the field. The audience was screaming hysterically like they were seeing an artist. Yes artist. Paskibra SMAN 38 is also famous for its extracurricular Paskibra whose achievements skyrocketed!

They followed the commander's instructions. Starting from static, dynamic movements and variations and formations. Almost perfect!

About nine minutes past forty-five minutes, they were done performing. Claudia held Kinza so as not to fall unconscious in the field. He knew Kinza would faint after performing. His eyes began to glare, his body began to limp, his head was heavy and his breathing was panting.

"One."

"Ti...."

Brugh!!

Sure enough, the girl fainted in the field. It makes others panic.

"Yinzaa!" yelled Juna tight. Then the man ran towards Kinza and immediately lifted Kinza's body into the UKS. No matter the health workers, the seniors and full who have stood by on the edge of the field.

The health workers in the UKS then brought Kinza. They directly handled Kinza nimble. Oxygen hose is put on the girl's nose. One by one buttons of clothes, shoes, hats, evolet and other equipment off the body Kinza. The girl's breathing gasps, perhaps her asthma relapses again. His hands clenched firmly can hardly be opened, also the eyes that began to get wet because it let out tears. The girl was crying.

The full and senior directly scattered to Kinza in the UKS. They help to deal with Kinza. While Juna, faithfully the man held Kinza's hand. Help him to recover as soon as possible. But nil after trying for less than two hours.

"Punten Kang, I think tea should be taken to the hospital. This trick seems to have a serious illness" said one health worker, all immediately panicked. They knew Kinza had Anemia and Asthma.

"Let me take him to the hospital. Please yes Kinza's stuff is packed." said Juna slowly. The man then lifted the body Kinza ala bride style and brought her into the car. One of Kinza-Annisa's friends, handed Juna an army-inspired backpack. He then brought Kinza to the hospital without being accompanied by anyone. Juna is big. He can take care of this alone.

Long enough to struggle with the steering. Finally they both arrived at RSPAD, Jakarta. This hospital is special for officials and for the Army as well as other State Agencies. It may also be available to the public.

Kinza was rushed to the ICU and treated by a doctor. Meanwhile, Juna waited outside the room. Panic immediately spread to his body. I don't know why Juna was really worried. He was afraid that anything would happen to Kinza.

Drttdrtrt

Kinza's phone rang, but Juna searched for the location of the sound in the Army's motive backpack. Sure enough, someone called Kinza but the number is unknown.

"Later tonight I'll pick you up, send you the pick-up address where!" said someone across there. Juna's body stiffened instantly. Who is this guy?

"I'm Juna, Kinza is being treated by a doctor at the hospital." Juna replied flatly.

"What hospital? Tell me now!"

"RSSP, Jakarta."

Tuout.

Connection interrupted. Juna knitted his brows. His mind immediately wondered. Who was that man? Why isn't the number on the save? Then why would he pick up Kinza? Arrgghh fucked!

Juna was still patiently waiting for Kinza. It has been almost twenty minutes and there have been no signs given by the doctor. From a distance, a man in a striped shirt ran towards Juna in a hurry.

"What condition is Kinza?" ask the man - Al. Juna straightened his face. He saw a pitch-black bead belonging to his Al-senior time at AKMIL first.

"Lho Bang Al, how come it's here?" ask Juna curiously.

"Is it wrong? I'm here to see Kinza!" al flat said.

"Sit Bang." said Juna politely. Al according. The man sat in the waiting room next to Juna.

"Who are you Kinza?" al asked flatly without looking towards Juna.

"Senior Kinza who will soon be her lover" said Juna steadily. Hearing Juna's words, Al immediately turned his head and smiled wryly.

"Don't hope! Kinza's been betrothed to me!"

Jem!

Juna widened his eyes. He was surprised not to play. So Kinza's been betrothed? Did he accept this match? Why didn't he tell Juna? Why should he know this news from someone else? Arghs!! lirih Arjuna did not accept. He clenched his hands tightly.

"Don't joke Bang, obviously when Makrab brother brought Mbak Puput to the event. Want to dodge the Bang?" his Juna judes. Although it seems disrespectful, but Juna must straighten this all out.

"How dare you be a senior! don't let these PDL shoes float into your face, Arjuna!" al said cynically. His gaze turned sharp. The look in his eyes implied such great anger.

"What's wrong? You already have a boyfriend, right? Listen carefully to my words, Bang. Never hurt Kinza. Decide Fatty Mom right now or no matchmaking! Ah one more thing, if you don't heed my words then I will stir everything to old man Kinza!"

"How dare you threaten me?" hiss Al while gripping the navy Juna shirt. But again Juna did not budge. His determination was already unanimous to look after Kinza. Then the man brushed off Al's hand violently.

"I won't mess with my words! Remember Bang, a soldier was never taught to hurt anyone but the enemy!"

"Such a design!"

Bugh!

Al immediately gouged Juna's mouth hard. The corner of Juna's lips was torn and let out fresh blood. Juna did not reply, he just smiled bitterly.

"I'm more and more unsure about the same brother and the matchmaking." said Juna while laughing blandly. Al returned to his all-round position. His gaze glared at something and straight ahead. He digested Arjuna's words. Suddenly a shadow of Papa, Mama and Putri appeared together. Al was getting more agitated. What should she do now? Choose a parent or lover?

Al feels like a coward now. Arjuna's right. He should be able to choose Kinza or Princess. But again the second had a major influence on Al's life. Al's confused. He's really confused right now.

"If you choose the wrong move. Then my step will go forward. Remember my words bang. Decide on Fatty Mbak or accept Kinza well! Never hurt her physically, let alone mentally. Now I leave it all to my brother. All the choices are with you." threatened Arjuna as he left Al alone.

Meanwhile, Al, the man is increasingly silent and feels cornered because of the difficult choice. Al didn't know what to do and who to choose.

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