
"You mean you know the man who was the Resti couple?" naufal asked to convince him.
"Yes. A few days ago he always came at school. She always picked up Resti and waited for him at the gate," Resti replied while recalling.
"Kok you know what? You're coming home with him?" Naufal asked because of his sudden curiosity.
"No, the man asked me when Resti was not out of class. And finally every day he picked up Resti, always haunting me. So I know she's there every day" Rania tries to explain to Naufal not to be accused of being close to Resti.
"Well, do you know each other?" Naufal asked Rania.
"Yes that. He asked me my name then. Why the hell?" Rania asked in confusion as to the direction of Naufal's conversation.
"Good! Now it's your turn to help Raline uncover everything. You're Raline's best friend, can't you help her?" Naufal smiled like he was insinuating Rania.
"Because of that, you just don't know how to do it" Rania sewot told Naufal.
"Now I know how. You want to help Ran?" Naufal asked Rania.
"Can. How's it going?" rania said with great curiosity.
"No need to Ran. I don't want ya if you three are in danger or even punished for helping me," now Raline started talking, she doesn't want her best friend to get dragged into her problems.
"Udah Ra you are calm. It's safe. We can both guarantee. Is that Bro?" Naufal seeks support from Tristan.
Tristan looked at Naufal questionnaires, but Naufal gave him a sign by nodding his head. And Tristan agreed to the words of Naufal.
"So gini Ra, you've got to get that guy. You ask what is up to you and you ask him where he went last weekend. Don't forget to record your conversation. And you don't have to be afraid because I'm the same Tristan will always monitor you, we'll follow you. Take it easy," Naufal took out his idea enthusiastically.
Tristan and Naufal looked at Rania curiously. They want to know what Rania's decision is. Will he approve of Naufal's proposal or reject it? And it turns....
"Who's afraid?!" rania replied with a big smile.
Instantly Tristan and Naufal's lips curled upwards and they did their tos with joyful cheering.
"You guys, get in!" there was a screaming sound from the front of the park that ordered them into the classroom.
It turned out that the teacher who shouted at them earlier was the BK teacher they had faced in the BK room.
"Why don't you get into class?" ask the teacher when he meets them.
"We are gathering evidence and witnesses to prove that Raline is not what they said, sir" replied Tristan who was never afraid to face the teacher of BK.
The teacher scrunched his forehead, then he turned to Raline. He looked at Raline who looked very sad like never before.
"All right, I'll wait for your proof. But on condition that you should not underestimate your lesson. I do not want these high school students to be down to their achievements just because the news is not clear as before" said the BK teacher warned the four of them, said, but it was actually intended for Raline and Tristan because they were the outstanding students that the teacher meant.
"Well Sir!"
"Ready Sir!"
The teacher nodded his head while looking one by one at their faces, after which the teacher passed away leaving them.
"Go back to your class!" exclaimed the BK teacher while walking and without looking at them.
When the clock goes home, Rania, Tristan and Naufal code each other. Rania, who was in charge of approaching Ali, accidentally went home first after their teacher left the classroom.
Raline, Tristan and Naufal. They would not let Rania go without their eyes. Except Raline who had to stay home with her invitation so as not to make news about Raline more widespread. They will trust the rumors even more if Raline goes home with Tristan.
"Hi, wait for Resti again?" rania asked Ali who suddenly came to Ali at her usual place.
"Yeah. Rania how are you?" tanya Ali was nervous because her heartbeat was pounding faster when it was close to Rania.
"good. I'm waiting here, yes" Rania made small talk to Ali.
"Wait on? Wait who? Your boyfriend?" these questions escaped Ali's mouth without him noticing.
"Daughter? Where possible... I don't have a boyfriend. There's no ugly girl like me" said Rania, chuckling.
"Who said ugly? Pretty really, really even," Ali corrected Rania's speech.
"If it was beautiful, someone would have asked me to be her boyfriend. The proof is that no one asked me to be his girlfriend," Rania replied with his piety.
"There really isn't? Or maybe they're afraid you'll refuse if you want to shoot you as his girlfriend," now Ali starts to approach Rania, standing next to Rania.
"They are not intent, if they are intent, they will definitely try first. Who likes girls like me?" Rania is back fishing for Ali.
"I. I've loved you since the first time I saw you" Ali replied involuntarily as she looked at Rania's face.
"really?" ask Rania to Ali.
Ali nodded involuntarily as if hypnotized with the sweet face of Rania and the sweet smile of Rania which was always her charm.
"Aren't you Resti's girlfriend?" rania asked Ali.
Ali smiled wryly when she heard the name Resti. He looked at Rania's face for a while, then he looked at the school gate that had not revealed the figure of Resti. He thought for a moment, but a few seconds later he decided.
"Rania, can we talk for a while somewhere else?" ask Ali to Rania.
Rania pretended to think for a moment, but after that she nodded in agreement with Ali's request.
"Can. Where are we gonna talk? Eh yes I do not know your name but you have said you like me," said Rania while chuckling.
Ali was comfortable with Rania, so she chuckled like Rania. Ali feels himself valued by Rania, in contrast to him when he is with Resti.
Ali's comfort never existed if together with Resti, just like Resti's servants only felt because Resti always ruled him.
Even he was willing to spend a lot of money for Resti so that Resti could accept his presence in his life.
"I'm Ali. If you want you can call me dear" Ali let out a joke.
"Basar yuh. We're not talking about it?" rania said while chuckling and her hand pinched Ali's arm.
"So dong. Yuk ride my bike," said Ali while riding on his motor sport.