Heavannas

60. KENZO'S WORRIES

In the toilet, Zia was washing her face repeatedly, trying to wake herself up so as not to dissolve in the shadows of the past that would harm herself. After feeling better Zia looked up with her hand still holding onto the sink, staring at her reflection inside the large mirror before her. A red tinge is still clearly visible on the surface of the skin of his cheeks, although the pain has begun to decrease. Zia turned to take the tissue in her pocket, then slowly wiped her still wet face.

Zia let out a long sigh, then walked into one of the toilets to complete her goal of coming to that place. After a few minutes Zia came out with a face full of relief, while tidying up her slightly messy clothes. Feeling ready, he moved his foot towards the exit. Grabbing the door handle was about to open it, but who would have thought the door could not be opened.

How can it not be opened?

Zia started to frown a little, her hands were still trying to move the door handle. But still the door did not open, even the handle could not be moved at all. "PLEASE! IS THERE SOMEONE OUTSIDE?" he shouted while banging on the door from inside.

Zia began to feel fear, realizing no one was listening to her screams. "PLEASE!"

While outside the toilet, Uncle Jo was sneaking up to the toilet after making sure the three boys who had bullied Zia had left. Previously Uncle Jo did see everything the three girls did to Zia, but it can not help anything because Zia has given an order not to interfere with her daily life if not in a state of urgency like today.

"Non Zia, calm down. I'm opening the door!" said Uncle Jo in a slightly soft voice so as not to invite the attention of the school residents.

Seen from a distance, Kenzo who was walking leisurely to go to the toilet was even presented with a quite suspicious view. The corner of his eye caught an old man who was thought to be a gardener at this school doing something on the door of a female toilet. Kenzo who began to suspect the man was peeking immediately ran over to stop his actions.

"Why do you do that in front of the girls' toilet?" asked Kenzo in a tone after rising.

Uncle Jo, who was focusing on unbinding the door handle, gasped in shock at the heavy sound. He immediately turned his head, then heaved a sigh of relief after seeing who the owner of the voice was. "Mr Kenzo, who do I think?"

"Whose father, why know my name?" Kenzo frowned in surprise at the thick-moustached man before him. A little suspicious for wearing a black hat with a ZIE logo but dressed like a gardener. Kenzo knew the logo was from the company Zielinski group. And don't forget his large body is filled with sturdy muscles. Even for almost three years of education at this school, he had never seen the old man.

"I'm Johan, Sir!" jo said as he opened a little thick mustache that almost made him unable to breathe because it was so thick.

"Uncle Jo?" Kenzo gawked in disbelief, but a second later chuckled at his strange appearance. "Uncle Jo, what's in front of the girls' toilet?"

"Anu, that's Mister. Zia!" Uncle Jo pointed at the toilet door that was still perfectly closed.

"Zia why?" Seeing the look on Uncle Jo's face that was very worried, making Kenzo feel a little panicked, afraid that something had happened to Zia.

"Non Zia had fought and is now locked in the toilet. I'm afraid the trauma will recur again, sir!" said Uncle Jo with a pias face.

"What! How can?" Surprised not to play, Kenzo immediately took over the door handle that had been held back by long wood with a large rope wrapped around the two objects. His movements so quickly opened the rope, he really did not want Zia why-why in there.

"I'm sorry Sir, I'm less careful looking after Miss!" uncle Jo said he was sorry.

"ZIA!" pekik Kenzo called. The guy banged on the door wanting to confirm Zia's state, but there was no answer from the inside making her even more worried. Even Uncle Jo who was next to him was not ignored at all, for him the most important thing was to get Zia out in a good state.

"Relax Zia, there I am here. You can survive!" he said with eyes that began to turn red because he was so worried.

Not long after, the two men managed to open a strong rope that tied the handle and the wood. Kenzo deftly threw the rope and the wood in any direction, then opened the door in a hurry. Seen in front of her eyes, Zia was sitting limp in the corner with a sigh. Kenzo immediately approached to check on her condition.

"Zia, aren't you papa?" Kenzo was about to hold Zia's shoulder, but was immediately greeted by a close hug from the frightened girl.

"Sister, Zia's scared!" lirih Zia closed her eyes in Kenzo's arms.

Kenzo cupped both of Zia's cheeks, for the girl to immediately stare at him. "Open your eyes, Zia, look at me. I'm here, I'll take care of you anytime!" said it.

Slowly Zia began to open her eyes, tears still sliding freely down her cheeks. The breathing that was still hunting now gradually returned to normal after seeing Kenzo's face. Zia who was still feeling scared, hugged Kenzo back tightly. "Don't stay with me!" lirih.

Kenzo closed his eyes, exhaling a sigh of relief to hear Zia say such a thing. "No Zia, I won't stay! I promise!"

Her eyes reddened with regret, feeling so stupid for not being able to take care of Zia as a child just yet. This incident again reminded him of the biggest mistake that until now is still regretted. He felt that the kidnapping that happened to Zia twelve years ago was because he had left Zia alone. And it became one of the things that made Kenzo afraid if he had to be close to Zia again. Kenzo felt that he would not be able to keep Zia at all times.

"Gue's a fool, don't take care of you!"

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"Where the hell isn't she going back and forth?"

In the class Handa was packing Zia's belongings into a bag. Assisted by Icha who was sitting sweetly on his stool while raising both hands, praying. All the students one by one started to leave the class, after the subject teacher came out of the class a few minutes ago. The teaching and learning schedule for today is complete, after the sound of the bell sign home from school rang loudly throughout the school.

"Cha, you do it anyway. Bantuin kek, even diem like pancoran statue!" Handa was upset, seeing Icha still closed her eyes while raising both hands.

"Sstt.. don't bother meih, this is Icha again help Handa use prayer!" Icha opened one of her eyes to see Handa thumping her lips, then closed her eyes again, focused on praying.

"Doa lo do not mempan monkey, mending lo go home aja sono rest. Rather than here there is no benefit at all," expel Handa.

"Ish Handa why the hell angry mulu, not tired what? Icha is tired of knowing the horror!" grunts Icha moved away with a firm step out of the class.

"Why is that kid trying?" handa asked astonished to see Icha immediately leave without saying anything. The girl shook her head trying to understand her best friend, then put the books Zia had back in the bag.

"HAND... ICHA GO HOME!" Icha tilted her head at the door, while grinning wide.

"What the hell is Cha, it's not so obvious!" grouse Handa. After finishing packing the goods, he walked while carrying Zia's bag and also her bag.

"She was told to go home?" ask Icha while pursing her lips.

"Yes back home, rest at home. I want to anterin this bag first to Zia," said Handa while showing the bag in her left hand.

"Yes Icha go home first, bye!" Icha smiled then excitedly waltzed away towards the parking lot by herself.

Hopefully it's Cha's wrong guess, you can't make me disappointed right? I'm comfortable with having your tea.

Handa stared at Icha's departure with a face that could not be explained in words, still hoping Icha had nothing to do with his Papa who had long wanted to harm Zia. He really does not want to lose a plain friend like Icha. Handa shook her head in a daydream, then walked towards the toilet to see what Zia was actually doing there.

Arriving in front of the toilet, Handa who was about to enter was surprised by the thick mustache old man who had just come out of the toilet. "Why do you think of women's toilets?" tanyanya.

The old man who was none other than Jo immediately lowered his body for a moment. "Sorry Non Handa, I'm Jo!" he said while opening his mustache half.

"Uncle Jo? Uncle ngap-" Handa's words came to a halt, seeing Kenzo come out of the bathroom with Zia still clinging to him. "Zia, why are you?"

"Abis fighting, but no papa!" It was not Zia who answered, but Kenzo whose hand was still stroking Zia's back trying to calm her down.

"Overbrush? Same who?" The worried Handa came closer and tried to calm Zia down.

Kenzo just shook his head, because he did not know who had fought with Zia earlier. Indeed, since then Zia has not wanted to tell herself, while Uncle Jo who knows the person but instead does not know what his name is. It was fortunate that Zia was still able to think clearly, not dissolved in the shadows of the past that would make her back sick.

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...See you again in the next story Heavanna...