
"I'm going home first Tar!" pamit Yoga's.
"Mom, I'll go home first." Yoga also say goodbye to Mae's mother who is still on the front porch.
"Yes, be careful!"
Yoga throws a smile at the occupants of the house. Then Yoga got into the car and drove her home.
"Haeh," Dari sighed, she opened her mask and sat down on the chair with a wink.
"You, what's up Dance?" Ma'am Mae felt something strange about the girl. Not as usual though he had to bother to dress up ugly first, he was always happy after meeting with Yoga and Mr. Anton.
"Thong Ma'am, Dance is just tired." she replied softly.
Right, the girl is tired. What kind of storyline is he going through right now? What kind of fate will God face? Should he live in such confusion? Can't she live quietly without having to be Ana or Dance? Really, he regretted choosing a path like this.
Dari looked at Mae's mother who was staring at her with a glare. Dance immediately sprang to hug the person who had been replacing her mother.
"Hiks," The girl began to cry.
"Bu's tired dance must be like this, the dance wants to escape from Mr. Anton. Dance does not want to be Ana again, but also does not want to be Dance again in front of Yoga. Kayaking dance first before meeting them, living as the usual Kirana Dwi Lestari. Hicks ...." The girl vented all her heart to Mae's mother.
"If you're tired, you don't live again Tar! I can still send you and your sisters to school. You are now a mother's child, and it should be the responsibility of the mother." Bu Mae gently stroked Dance's hair.
"How should Mom? Tari feels indebted to Mr. Anton. Yoga, Dance ... Likes her."
Ma'am Mae let go of her embrace. He wiped the wet cheek of Dance because it was full of tears. Ma'am smiled and tried to calm down.
"Slowly, return the favor should not be with feelings right! Now what you have to think, a diligent school. After graduation you return the favor of Mr. Anton who has helped us a lot so far. I'll help you return what Mr. Anton gave us."
Dance nodded, right said Mae ma'am. Replying to Mr. Anton does not have to be by reciprocating his feelings. The man did not force himself to love her either.
"Now go in yuk, it's lunch time. Adnan must have been a laper, right?"
"Yes, atu yapel Ibutu yayang. (Yes, I'm my dear mother's laper.)" The little boy hugged Mae's mom and asked to be carried.
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"Ah, I keep thinking about Ana." Yoga is riled up with her feelings. The longer it felt, the more confident he was of putting a taste in the girl.
The girl he hugged and kissed last night like a lover. I want him to meet the girl again soon. But how? Does he have to go to his papa's nightclub again tonight and hope Ana comes? Yoga cannot be like this. Just waiting for the miracle to meet the heart again. Or maybe ask for help? Surely he can help. No, surely the adult man balked at their relationship. Ana is the night girl at her club.
"Dance" Yoga suddenly remembers his best friend. Only Dance is the only hope. The people at the club didn't help him much.
"Dance." Yoga sends a message to her best friend.
Tusking ....
Yoga phone rings once. A sign of a message coming in on his phone. Yoga immediately shifted that flat screen and opened the message.
"Yes, Yoga?" reply to message from Dance.
"Geez Dance, long time bales!"
"Sorry to take a nap with Adnan."
"Owh, can you help me?"
"What?"
"Help meet Ana, if this hour surely she is still at home because it works malem. Yes, please!"
Yoga again riled because Tari never returned his message even though Tari had been seen opening it. There are already two blue lines in the corner of the phone screen.
While in the room, Dari looks confused how to. He just looked at the screen of his phone while thinking about the right answer to Yoga. Her best friend asks for her help to find Ana. Though it was clear he must have found the person Yoga was looking for because Ana was himself. But actually Dari does not want to help Yoga, he is afraid Yoga knows that Ana is him.
"Dance, will you help me?" Yoga sent her a message.
"Sorry Ga, I can't." reply Dance.
"Why? Come on, Tar, I'm your best friend cooking and not helping his own friend. Only you can help me, please help your best friend who is in love!" Yoga pleading.
"All right!" Finally, Dance gave up. He could not refuse the request of Yoga, his friend. Ah, the person he loves.
"Yes! Well that dong, the more affectionate with this friend of mine. Now that I'm at your house again, yeah, we're looking for Ana's house together."
Dance immediately sat down, in his mind Yoga should not come. Wanted all the way to the pit of ants, he's definitely not going to find Ana.
"No, I'm the one looking for him. This village is vast Ga, you must be tired if you follow nyari. You wait to hear from me." Dance immediately reply to the message Yoga. He warned her not to come home.
"After that Tar, thank you for helping me." Last reply from Yoga.
Dance heaved a sigh of relief, the drama just managed to make her a heart gymnast. Fortunately, this is only through a conversation application on the phone, if you directly meet face to face, has a cold sweat bath he.
Dance immediately brainwashed how can she help Yoga, or just tell her she's Ana? Bo*doh, it's the same thing he killed himself. Dance plays her fingers while thinking of finding her way out. Or just rent someone's house around the village and be used as Ana's house. Ah, the process is complicated.
Suddenly the anxiety on Dari's face disappeared and changed with a smile, it seemed like the girl had already found a brilliant idea. He immediately took the wallet in the drawer and went somewhere. Before leaving, Tari said goodbye to Mae's mother and left Adnan to her.