For Kahiyang

51: Restless

Having become uncomfortable with the talk of Earth and her friends, Satria decides to leave the restaurant.

"Why hurry, Pa?" hanna asked Satria as they walked towards the playground floor. Hanna carried Satria so that they would quickly arrive.

"Papa's got important business for a while" replied Satria. His face was scaled considering the Earth talk with his friends earlier. Satria will actually contact Kahiyang.

"What's the fuck all the way through?" inggrid asked looking annoyed. Satria did not answer.

Upon arrival at the playground, Satria lowers Hanna and then thrusts a card at Ingrid.

"You take care of everything!" - thrusting the card- "hanna with Mama first. Papa's gone for a second. Okay?" satria.

Hanna nodded, "okay, Papa," he replied.

"Smart," praised Satria, rubbed his head and kissed his daughter's forehead.

"Wait!" - holding hands - "I'm not kissed?" ask Inggrid. All eyes were staring at the little family. Satria smiled stiffly and was forced to kiss his wife's forehead. The scene was captured by people watching.

"Papa, go first" said Satria.

Satria walked quickly towards the toilet. He rogoh his phone while walking, pressing the number one directly connected to Kahiyang.

The first, second and third rings are not covered by Kahiyang. Satria restless.

Satria did not despair, she tried again.

"Lift dong! Hurry along! It's important! Very important! You should know!" satria said after entering the toilet, closing the closet and sitting on it.

"Actus ... Breng! Why not lift up?" Satria was upset. Why is Kahiyang so difficult to answer calls from her.

Satria had contacted Kahiyang three times, but the call was still unresponsive. Satria gave up, opted out of the toilet.

Satria decided to go back to the playground and saw Inggrid being mobbed by reporters. Satria chose to avoid, he did not want his face to be plastered on news sites or gossip shows.

"Papaaaa .." cried Hanna from the playground, which was blocked by a large glass. The inggrid there can hear it too.

Satria cannot wiggle. Everyone stared. Then he waved his hand with a smile. Satria cursed herself.

"Ah, that's Satria. My husband" Inggrid told reporters. Inggrid rose to Satria. The media has also captured the moment.

Satria smiled stiffly and whispered a word to Ingrid. "What did you bring them? I know this is your plan! This is the reason you are determined to come. Huh?!" Satria hardened her jaw.

"What a big army? Oops, sorry. I just want Hanna as well as Mami Papi seneng see us get along gini," said Ingrid lirih.

They were again asked to pose in front of a lot of camera reporters.

"Send the result to Arila" Inggrid told one of the reporters very close to him.

"Ready" replied the journalist.

"I can send our photos to your pela*curmu in London," Inggrid muttered while tidying up Satria's collar.

"Don't fuck around! You're so outrageous Inggrid!" Satria grumbled in annoyance. His intention to take Hanna away was actually utilized by Inggrid.

Satria didn't want Kahiyang to see their portrait today. Satria doesn't want Kahiyang to hate her more.

"Be a good husband and father to me and Hanna! Don't make a tantrum! As a result, you already know!" threat English. Satria brushed aside Inggrid's hand that was about to touch his chest.

"There are still a lot of reporters. I said don't act! Enjoy the show I made! For the name of the foundation you have too!" connect Inggrid.

Really, Satria was really holding back her anger. It felt like it wanted to explode, but Ingrid's threat was stronger. Satria could not do anything until he could prove the mistakes Inggrid had made.

With an upset heart, Satria holds Hanna to the Mall lobby to wait for the car parked by officer Valet. Hanna knew her dad wasn't okay.

"Sorry, Papa," said Hanna, still in a sling.

"It looks like Papa is angry. Sorry Hanna, Papa." said Hanna again.

Not yet Satria replied, Inggrid interrupted. "Papa's having trouble at school. Not because of Hanna" he said. Satria nodded, rubbing Hanna's cheek.

Officer Valet came with Satria's car, then they went inside and returned home. The first thing Satria will do is contact Kahiyang again.

*****

The time difference between London and Jakarta is seven hours. Jakarta is seven hours faster than London time. Kahiyang was taking an art sociology class that afternoon.

Sociology of art is the science of a framework of human-human analysis related to artistic activity. Its main review of society as a connoisseur, observer, reviewer, researcher, consumer and art manager.

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Source: brainly.co.id (dewayuanggityaa)

His phone vibrates in his pants pocket. Kahiyang reached out to her and saw who called her. The name Satria appears. Kahiyang has not completely deleted Satria's contact number.

Kahiyang continued to stare at the lit screen, while biting her lips restlessly.

"Why did Satria contact him again?" ask Kahiyang in heart. What a dilemma, confused Kahiyang.

"Kahiyang .." cried Mrs. Ariana, professor of sociology of art.

Kahiyang was surprised, his head was staring at Mrs. Arianna. "Emc ... Yes, Mrs," he replied.

"Is there a problem?" ask Mrs. Arianna. He looked at the bowed and agitated Kahiyang.

"Emc ... No, Mrs. All is well" replied Kahiyang, dismissing. Though his heart and mind are chaotic just because Satria contacted him three times.

"OKAY. So, can you refocus?" ask Mrs. Arianna. Kahiyang nodded, putting his phone back in his pocket.

The course ran for about two hours. Kahiyang was still thinking about why Satria called him for what. It felt like I wanted to rush back to the apartment and wait for a phone call from Satria.

Without knowing, there was someone stalking him behind. Jarvas followed Kahiyang silently. His curiosity was so high, ever since in the classroom. Jarvas continued to observe Kahiyang's movements as he looked down at the phone screen.

"Get out!" kahiyang. He knew Jarvas was following him after seeing from the reflection of the large glass of a passing shop.

"I said, GET OUT! Or I'll yell at the rob?" kahiyang.

Jarvas was silent, he chose to stay hidden behind the wall. Kahiyang was upset, stomped his feet and then galloped towards the apartment.

"Psycho!" kahiyang continues to run.

Dots of sweat appeared on his forehead, Kahiyang gasping for breath. Jarvas is still following him.

"What's following me for?" ask Kahiyang after previously tricking Jarvas. Kahiyang mingled with a horde of tourists who had just exited the inn building.

Jarvas turned his body. "I just want to know where you live. That's all," he answered.

"Don't disturb my personal life!" kahiyang said firmly.

"Why? I just want to be friends" said Jarvas, touching Kahiyang's arm.

Kahiyang spread his shoulders, unwilling to be touched. "What about being friends, then my personal life should you know as well?" tanyakanya.

Jarvas nodded, "of course. Because if something happens to you, I can come to help" Jarvas said, expressing what he thought. Jarvas was worried.

"Thank you. But I can take care of myself. You can leave now," Kahiyang expelled.

To be Continued...