For You Little Girl's

CHAPTER 38 A BOOK

The waves under the blue sky looked so excited. Roll up everything he went through and bring him back towards the sea. White sand dibibir beach looks wet by the waves that never tire. Keep sweeping until it leaves an impression of opium to continue to pay attention to it.

The Netra that had been awake since dawn had never stopped gazing towards the sea. The sea breeze did not escape me. Warm morning sun with a crowd of clouds that look neatly arranged in the sky there, again – again makes these eyes feel at home looking at him.

A glass of hot chocolate accompanied my morning. Smiling, when the birds chirp is faintly heard by the sound of the waves that match it. “Mother, this morning feels a little soothing”, I murmured while looking at some fishermen who are ready to start their activities.

When I was engrossed in seeing the fishermen who looked so eager to find sustenance, Yira came and sat down beside me. “Makanlah”, said Yira who offered a plate of fried rice that she cooked herself.

My hand reached out to grab the plate while still watching the fishermen. “You've been here a lot, Ra?”, I asked as I started feeding the fried rice into my mouth.

“Iya, Sa. This place teaches me a lot. When I feel like fate is being cruel to me, I'll be here. Realize that life is never that smooth. Full lika – twists that will be the color in our lives”, said Yira who made my heart warm.

I also often think that fate keeps asking me to joke. But now, I understand that fate will not forever be disappointed.

Yira and I also enjoyed the morning by enjoying the charm of the sea that is so alluring. Keep tying until it is hard to turn away from staring at him. We drift with our own thoughts until someone's voice breaks the daydream.

“Nak Yira, thank you for coming here again”, said a middle-aged woman who also sat beside Yira.

“Should've, Yira said thank you. For a moment, Yira could become calmer. Thank you, because Ms Asma always welcomes me”, Yira replied as she hugged the middle-aged woman.

I smiled at the closeness between Yira and Ms. Asma, one of the residents who lives here. Seeing them, I wanted to hug Mom.

“Ra, I pray that you can meet your brother again. There is not much you can do to help you”, said Bu Asma who started caressing Yira's head.

“Enough with Mother praying, it is much more enough”, reply Yira who is so comfortable in the arms of Bu Asma.

The warm breeze made me feel at home. Inhaling it with a hope that this burden will soon be lifted. God, I never get tired of asking, hoping, and praying for you. Allow yourself to meet someone I miss so much. Dad, I want to tell him.

“Sa, we should go now”, Yira said patting me on the shoulder.

I immediately ended my breakfast and said goodbye to Ms. Asma. “Bu, thank you for allowing me to stay here”, I said while greeting Ms Asma.

Madam Asma immediately hugged me. “Mother prays that you meet your father soon. Hopefully, when later you play again here, the happy story that I heard”, said Bu Asma was so sincere while rubbing my back.

You guys know no? Ms. Asma is such a meaningful figure in the life of a Yira. At that time, Yira was frustrated. His ill-natured mind led him to the place where Ms. Asma lived. He screamed to let go of the tightness in his heart. Keep going until he starts to get into the sea.

The waves swept over his body. Take him towards the sea with a body that chooses surrender. If he dies, he doesn't care. But death has not found it. The locals immediately help Yira. As a result, Yira was rescued and lived with Ms. Asma.

“Titip greetings to Mr Yes, Mom. We're saying goodbye, Mom. Assalamu’alaikum”, said the two of us while waving at Bu Asma.

The hustle and bustle of the school atmosphere has begun to subside. Classes have already started. School work is going on as usual. There doesn't seem to be any problems there. In fact, many students have not reported since the attack, but no one discussed it as if it was a common phenomenon.

A person who was ready with his mask seemed to start walking towards the mysterious passageway. Walk with someone dressed as a ninja. They walked through a path that was rarely used by the students. CCTV cameras have been successfully intercepted, before starting the action.

“It doesn't seem fair, if you know my face, whereas I don't know how you look”, Ray's whistle wearing the ninja-like outfit.

“Not important. After all, what good is you know my face”, said Rauf who is the face behind the mask.

Ray just snorted annoyedly at the reply of the masked man –. As for Rauf, he only displayed a flat expression tending to be cold. He looked indifferent, because to him it was unimportant.

To launch their plan, Ghaly and Raka have the role of making some mess. Their steps quicken, after Ghaly informs that there is no one in the mysterious passageway. They managed to get someone named Regal out of there.

Not long after, they finally arrived. Ray who has access to it makes their plans easier. They arrived in front of the room where Cyra was killed. Soon they go inside. Their gazes, the same – fell into a secret room that day also made me suspicious.

“Al, exactly who are you?”, Ray asked, but Rauf chose silence.

“Even you know this secret room?”, again – again Ray did not get an answer from Rauf.

“Be quiet. Focus on the goal. Don't tanya” much, replied Rauf flatly.

Previously, Rauf asked Ray to call him “Al” to facilitate communication between them. Not long after, they managed to get into the room secured by the password.

Their net swept through the sizable room. Split up to find something that feels important. Rauf also chose to explore the bookshelf there. However, nothing suspicious.

“Ray, have you ever entered here?”, asked Rauf who was quite close to Ray.

Ray snorted in annoyance. “If I had been here, of course I wouldn't be like a confusion” person, replied Ray cynically.

They continued to explore every corner of the room. It's been almost an hour, but they haven't found anything. While outside the secret room, I was already standing by staring at the tightly closed door. My forehead is wrinkled, because I don't know the password.

Let alone the password of this door, the strange hallway can open even I do not know the cause.

My left hand began to touch the door hoping it would open later. Hope is also real. The door seemed to open, which made me immediately pull my hand away from the door.

“Kok open?”, my mummy who felt astonished. I looked at my left hand and turned to look at the open door. “Kok I feel like I have that power huh?”, I asked myself again.

I went in there too. Start looking at what is in the room. Without me knowing, there are two pairs of eyes that are paying attention to the motion of –. I continued to explore the room until my gaze fell on a book.