
"Why can you forget? His intention to the office of Raka's brother was for nanyain, why this morning he even told news to bang Umran not to me directly," grumbled Litha who was in his room.
"Eh this morning I think I'm dead..." Litha just remembered that her phone ran out of battery. Oh. means there's no point in him going to Raka's office this afternoon.
Crick...
The door opened, as usual Umran always as he pleased entered his sister's room without permission.
"Catch her!" umran then threw a thick paper in golden red.
Litha swiftly raised her hand, directing her hand to follow the direction of the paper in the air.
"What's this?" litha asked after the paper was within his grasp.
"Read dong!" tell Umran with a smile to decorate her handsome face.
Litha was surprised, the girl widened her eyes, covering her open mouth with her palm. Afterwards he looked towards Umran in disbelief.
"Seriously?" Litha.
"What did I ever play around with?" ask Umran back who is still with his smile.
**X MIPA 3__
Rumors about the news of Dita's sudden transfer of schools, made school residents wonder about what caused the centile schoolgirl to change schools.
"Si chilli finally moved too," said Sarah with a smile continues to expand.
"It's very happy you, like you found a diamond on the road," said Fika.
"It seems that your happiness is not because Dita moved doang," litha timpal with eyebrows up and down.
Just contact the beautiful girl's speech made Sarah excited, but as much as possible Sarah calmed herself.
"Lo really found a diamond in Sar's street?" ask Fika himself.
"And I can guess the diamond is not just one" said Litha.
"Doain I got a diamond in a truck," said Sarah trying to cover her nervousness.
"Eh 3rd graders have already begun to prepare for the final exam, and soon passed," alibi Sarah litha fishing.
"Oh yes really. About Raka's brother went to college where?" ask Fika to Litha.
"No idea. Where do you think you're going?" ask Litha back.
"Ke Nagara University kali," guess Fika's origin.
"How about going abroad?" chirps Sarah.
Litha was silent for a moment, the look on her face was sad. What if Sarah's words come true? Well considering Raka who has above average abilities, of course the cold young man wanted to study abroad. Are they ready for a long distance relationship?
But it could be that Raka did not proceed to a foreign university, but rather within the country. Raka had never discussed this with Litha. So yes already, hopefully whatever choice Raka takes, it will not have a bad impact on their relationship.
"That... Tha.." call Sarah by shaking Litha's tiny body, until finally the girl realized from her daydream.
"What?" ask Litha.
"No..." Sarah pointed with her eyes forward.
Litha followed Sarah's point of view, capturing a teacher sitting in her place and preparing to deliver learning materials.
***
The bell rang loudly, all the students scattered out of the classroom. Including Litha who is usually lazy out of her nest, unless there is no interest or time that has shown to go home.
Three beautiful girls walked leisurely towards the canteen to fill their bellies.
"You don't...?" said Fika cut.
"No," said Litha quickly.
"They... Litha!!" fika shouted in annoyance, making Litha and Sarah chuckle.
"Say Raka didn't go to school" said Fika.
"Why?" ask Sarah whose kepo disease is starting to recur. Litha is only oh ria.
"Cock on diem anyway?" sarah's protest felt ignored.
"Kirain Litha will answer your question" said Fika.
"Gue only found out from elo, if he did not enter today," said Litha.
Litha deliberately ignored Raka's presence or absence in this school. He also did not ask Raka to always give him news every day, the most important thing in Raka's heart was his name, it was more than enough.
Litha did not want to ask too many questions about the activities that Raka lived, later she was afraid that Raka would feel uncomfortable.
"Emang lo don't kepo why did Raka's brother not enter today?" wonder Fika.
"No," Litha shook her head indifferently. Fika stroked her breath, is there a girl who does not need news from her guy? I think it's just Litha doang.
"You don't have to take care of him, Fik. He's a freak!" the Child Sarah
"Do you know Leon?" ask Sarah who is possessed by Fika.
"Why didn't Raka leave?" sarah asked, her curious soul was always turbulent. Her kepo disease can only be treated with the answers to the curious that spread in her mind.
Sarah was bearded, Litha was quietly putting on an ear. Although the girl in white said not to be curious about the cause of Raka's absence, but if anyone is willing to give information, why not just listen to it. Also free, no charge at all.
Later that afternoon, Litha decided to visit Oma Rahma. Who knows by visiting him, Oma will be better towards him, Litha thought.
"Eh my ears suddenly buzzed," said Litha stopping her steps. Both of his best friends also stopped, but only a few more steps they will arrive at the cafeteria.
"Someone is talking lo kali," guessed Fika.
"Most people say it, anyway" Sarah asserts Fika's words.
***
"Where is he now?" ask Raka to someone who contacted her.
"House relatives, to be precise, lived with the girl he hurt before the incident" said Raka's representative who had investigated Fandy, after Fandy was discharged from the hospital.
Not wrong again, must be the Sekar family who has accommodated Fandy.
"According to my investigation, a few days before the incident he was following Miss Litha who was in the mall with her two friends" explained the person across the street.
Raka repeats her memory a few days ago as she makes a video call with Litha, Raka observes the person behind Litha.
Well when Litha bought the clothes she was going to use to meet with the Adelard family. Worth it, Raka felt no stranger to the shape of a man dressed all in black at that time.
So Fandy had been spying on Litha back then?
Raka smiled in anguish.
"Continue watching his movements!" tell Raka to turn off her phone.
Raka was silent staring at the complex streets that had absolutely no life, from the top of the room through the unopened window door. The shadow of the bad events Litha had experienced due to Fandy's actions, airs in her mind.
Raka turned her body, approaching the bed where there was an old woman lying weakly.
While her classmate was busy receiving some materials to prepare for the exam, Raka was preoccupied with taking care of her unwell Oma. Both of Raka's parents are out of town, Raka can't bear to leave her dear Oma alone in the room.
Oma forbade the servants to enter her room, and she always refused to be taken to the hospital. The old woman did not like the smell of the hospital.
Fortunately, her daughter-in-law, a doctor, Mama Kania, will be the home doctor for Oma, checking her mother-in-law's condition if she is sick. Even when Oma used to live abroad, Mama Kania remained her mother-in-law's doctor.
But this time Mama Kania was busy outside the city. Contacting other doctors to come home was also rejected by Oma. Be the Raka who takes care and gives the medicine that Mama Kania has advised for Oma to drink.
"How's Oma doing?" raka asked when she saw the woman had woken up from her nap.
"How's your relationship with that girl?" Instead of answering, Oma asked something else. Raka quite understood who the girl Oma meant.
For someone who was talking to Raka over a mobile phone, Oma knew about it. But Oma was not curious about her grandson's affairs, because Oma did not hear the words of the person across there, who mentioned Litha's name. So Oma thought it was a business affair, not a personal one.
Raka smiled sincerely, "How is Oma doing? Is it better?" ask Raka again. Last night Raka stayed up late for taking care of the feverish Oma by deliriously mentioning the names of Raka and her dead husband.
"Jawab first questions Oma!" resolute Oma with a weak voice typical of the sick.
"Our relationship is fine. Litha the good girl Oma, Raka was comfortable with her," Raka smiled as she sat on the bed, facing her face towards the woman lying down with the blanket wrapped half her body.
"Do you love her?" tanya Oma seemed to be introgating.
"Raka always wanted to see him smile happily" he replied.
"Did you love him?" ask Oma again.
"Raka doesn't want to see him sad" said Raka.
"Where is your love for your family member with that girl?" Oma is like pressing the inner of her beloved granddaughter who gives convoluted questions.
Raka stroked her breath before replying, then a sincere and handsome smile rose from her lips. "The four people are incomparable, they all have their own place in Raka's heart" he replied.
"What if Oma has a choice for you?" tawar Oma seemed to disapprove of his grandson's relationship with a girl named Litha.
"No problem," relaxed Raka who felt unencumbered with her Oma narration.
"Are you going to decide?" ask Oma.
"No way," Raka replied without hesitation.
"So?" looks like Oma needs an explanation from her mere granddaughter.
"Raka will stick to Raka's choice, it's up to Oma to have another choice" Raka said casually.
Wise answer according to Oma. It is undeniable that in addition to being good at academics and business affairs, his grandson is also very good at saying.
"Do you not want to make this old woman happy?" tanya pointed at herself.
Oma always uses formal language, if talking to him must also use such language. I don't know why Oma is so comfortable speaking this language? Maybe because from a young age he was used to the language.
"Of course Raka wants to make her happy," Raka chuckled.
Raka's reply made Oma smile. The old woman knew that her grandson would never lick his own saliva. Once said, the young man was able to answer the words that came out of his lips.
Oma looked straight ahead, staring up at the ceiling of the room. The look on his face instantly became cold, his smile fading. "Decide him and knit love with Oma's choice," now the woman's voice sounded very cold.
Raka was silent staring coldly at the woman. Raka never once refused his Oma orders. She is Adelard's real mistress. Since her husband, whose real surname was Adelard, had died, Oma Rahma ruled in the Adelard family. His orders and rules cannot be denied by anyone, including his son Baskara and his favorite grandson Raka.
"Alright." said Raka sure without any sense of doubt in him. Making Oma pull both corners of her lips without looking at Raka, her gaze still looked at the ceiling of the room.