Frisson

Go home

Zia wanted to grab her phone that was still left on the balcony. Although it was already in his grasp, thanks to the action of the phone again vanished from his hands. Zia was sure it had fallen on the sofa floor. But he was not sure of the state of the phone.

Rara intends to prevent because she is afraid there is still Gara. As much as possible, they should not meet first. Finally Zia found her own idea to go to the balcony again but was accompanied by Rara.

"alright. Let's go there," said Rara agreed with the idea. I think Gara's brother has also left from there. So it doesn't matter if Zia's there now. Rara walked over first to the door. And it was surprising that there was Gara passing in front of his room.

"Mrs ..." The man found this woman behind Rara. Zia surprised. Her eyes widened to see Gara find him here. Without needing to think again, Gara was about to barge in.

"Don't" prevent Rara from blocking Gara's body with her arms. Zia who saw Gara approaching, chose to retreat.

"I just want to talk to you, Zia. Just a moment," Pinta Gara. Zia remained far behind Rara.

"No, Brother. Don't go near brother Zia. Rara please. Also ... Get rid of this smell of alcohol first." Rara brushed off the smell of alcohol from her brother's body. Because she breathed heavily. His eyes continued to stare at Zia who lowered her head behind Rara's back.

"alright. I'm gonna go. We should talk another time." I had to leave them both. He would not be able to force Zia to speak this time.

After Gara's departure, Rara looked back. "Aren't you okay?" rara asked facing towards Zia.

"Yes. I'm doing fine. We better get to the balcony. Maybe Hanen called me." Rara nodded and opened the door wider.

The two of them returned to the balcony to look for Zia's cell phone. The phone lay helpless on the balcony floor. Fortunately, I did not find him. Maybe because of blurry vision because it is still carried by alcohol.

Not much damage visible. Only cracks are in the corner of the phone. Zia picked it up and stuffed it into her clucth bag which was also left on the sofa.

"It is better that Brother Zia will soon meet Brother Hanen. Maybe he was looking for a sister. Because too long will make him suspicious," advice Rara.

"It looks so." Zia walked again towards the stairs with Rara. His lips sizzled repeatedly. Still feels sore in the carry there. But he tried to look okay. Rara knew but could not comment.

Downstairs, Zia immediately found Hanen. The man appears to be talking to his brother. Hearing the footsteps from the stairs above, he turned his head. Then his lips smiled. Zia gulped first before then smiled as well.

At a glance what was done Gara just passed. His nape fur bristled at the thought if Hanen saw all that. Bloodshed will happen.

"Have the gathering finished? You guys didn't stop taking pictures, did you?" guess it. Han knows that women when they get together definitely don't miss the photo time.

"not finished. They are still taking pictures," replied Rara representing Zia who was arranging herself from shock. Zia just nodded. Hanen. Looking at the half-dropped Zia. Like not wanting to be found.

"Then where are the others? I think you guys just flocked to the second floor." Hanen did see them.

"The other one is in the back garden. They're still doing photoshoots there," Rara said sounding tired of confronting them. He actually can not keep up with the girls who like to take pictures. He also likes taking pictures but in portions that are not like them. Zia smiled faintly in response to Rara's reaction about her siblings.

"We're home, Zia?" ask Han. She had wanted to take this woman out of the house and back to their own home. But Han tries to be reasonable by still waiting for his wife to come out of Rara's room by herself.

Zia turned and nodded again. He doesn't talk much. He's too tired. "Then we say goodbye to mom and dad first. Ra, I'll take Zia." Han reached out a hand asking Zia to hold his hand. Zia's hand received Han's helping hand as it approached to the side.

"Yes. I understand," replied Hanen. Rara and Zia did not know that Hanen's answer was about understanding everything that had happened earlier. They didn't understand that Hanen was just pretending to be okay.

They both met the mother who was chatting in the living room with another brother.

"Ma," call Hanen.

"Hanen's? What was? Uh, mama saw you were with those girls, Zia." Not getting an answer from Han, Mama has invited Zia to talk while holding her arm. Han had to wait until Zia's turn to answer.

"Yes Ma. I was with Rara and the others. They took pictures." Zia forced herself to speak. There was no way he was silent not answering his in-laws question.

"Ma, we want to go home." Hanen immediately said her point, after getting a pause for her to talk.

"Come home?" tanya mama saw Han and Zia alternating. "Why not just stay? Han's room is still there, Zia."

"Mr ..." Zia hesitated to answer.

"If we stay over, pity our lonely home, Ma," Han joked to save Zia. He smiles.

"There's just you, Han. Bailklah then. Mama let you go home first." Zia brought her body closer and was embraced by her mother.

"Be careful, dear ..," he said.

"Yes. Ma." After Han's turn to hug his mother was over, they left. Exit the house to where their car was. After putting on his seat belt, Han drove his car out of the yard. He walked down the highway to their little house.

"Are you okay?" asked Han without looking to the side. Zia surprised.

"I? Yes ... I'm fine." Zia instantly changed her surprised look to normal.

"really?"

"Yes. What's up?"

"There's nothing." Han instantly deleted this conversation continuing with his sentence. Zia glances. The man was still looking ahead. To the road they were passing. From the side, Zia tried to read the look on that face What's up?

"You yourself ... Is it okay too?" ask Zia back. He felt that Hanen was not doing well. He felt that this man was wanting to discuss something with him.

"Yes. Maybe." Zia was already going to look the other way when she got the answer that Han was fine. But when she heard the answer at the end of the sentence, Zia looked at Hanen for a long time. Zia found Han's sad face. Hanen's reply hinted that she was in a state of disrepair.

What's up, Han?

"Did you meet with Gara?" ask Hanen. This time he looked at Zia. Stared at.