KIRANA (She Is She Too)
The Eps 38
"Dance!"
"Dance!"
The XII homeroom teacher had repeatedly called out the name of his student while observing the class. There was no student she called her name.
"Haeh" the teacher shook his head. The boy started to be naughty. Since rising to class XII, Dance began to often not enter school. It is a pity that this has entered the last school year, if often not entered this continuously, can affect the test score later.
The teacher called out the names of the other students in the class. As for Yoga, he could only observe the empty bench beside him. The dance starts behaving strangely. Though in the past he was allowed only once twice but this has been often. Where's she? And what did he do? That innocent girl, has anyone poisoned her mind to do anything undue?
"Where are you dancing? Your number's not active either." Yoga tries to secretly contact Dance back under the table. He had pressed the call button on his phone many times but the results were nil.
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Yoga stopped his car in front of the house. He was worried about the girl. Afraid something might happen to her best friend. Yoga got out of the car and observed the situation around the house. Lonely, there's no one. Even usually hours home from school like this Adnan still play on the front porch of the house with Mae ma'am. Yoga stepped his foot into the house, who knew the occupants were inside.
Gts ... Gts ... Gts ....
Yoga calls his best friend's name. But there is no lawfulness. Where'd they? The man knocked on the door again many times. Nobody opens the door. Finally Yoga gave up and left the house. I don't know, it's a rage not to see that girl for a day. The girl was almost similar to the girl he loved. Anna, ah ... Thinking about the girl made him want to meet.
Yoga smiled as he thought of Ana. He even briefly looked at a photo of Ana on the wallpaper of his phone. Last night, Yoga stole a photo of Ana sitting at a stop waiting for her.
Yoga tries to contact Ana while driving. Once, twice, the third time Ana's number is also inactive.
"Nuran ...." Yoga throws her phone in the passenger seat next to her. Her life seemed to revolve only on the figure of Ana and Tari. If there was no one of them, his mind was like a mess. One, a friend who is always loyal to hear all his stories and another is a girl who has built a love in her heart.
"Where are they?" Yoga murmuring.
In the afternoon, Yoga still faithfully contact Ana and Dance numbers alternately. In his room, he just lay on the bed while playing his phone. Dozens of messages he sent on different numbers but actually with the same owner.
"Is it the same for both of them? Why disappear at the same time gini?"
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"Oh, do we live here?" Bilal, the second sister of Dance.
"The word mas-mas is again standing there, from now on we live in this house." replied Mae ma'am as she pointed at someone with the tail of her eyes.
Bilal nodded. "Where do you keep Dance now?"
"Mom doesn't know Bil either, but your sister's babysitter says go with Mr. Anton."
"Here, now finish the meal. After that we look around this house while nyari your brother and Adnan."
"Ngga ah Buk, Bilal wants to play PS only. Bilal has never slept here, so I have been around this house. Oh yes, behind there is a Buk flower garden. I must have liked it. I love gardening, right?" babble the boy.
Ma'am confirmed Bilal's words with a smile. The middle-aged woman did like plants. Behind his house, which used to be a lot of ornamental plants that he planted and cared for. Eventually, Mae's mother leaves Bilal still eating at the dinner table with one of the nannies. The woman intended to tour the house she had just occupied from that afternoon.
Yes, Mae and the three sisters of Tari have moved in a new house since a few hours ago. Beni brought them to live in that house. Certainly at the behest of the master. Because of the incident that made his superiors hot, Beni advised to immediately take them to occupy a new home. That way Mr. Anton can be even more intense looking after his girl.
The day has begun to evening. The three brothers still look fun playing in the family room with Mae. Many of the toys Mr. Anton deliberately bought for them. The little family was really lucky to meet Mr. Anton a few years ago. Otherwise, it might be that their situation is not what it is today. But the fate of no one knows, right?
They don't worry that Dance hasn't returned. As long as you are with Mr. Anton, the girl is definitely safe. Even Mae's mother, she could only support whatever the decision of the big brother of the three boys was. As long as it leads to goodness, the woman definitely supports all of Dance's wishes.
Yoga, the man was already in front of his best friend's house. He observed the house of Dance from inside the car. Darkened. Not a single lamp was lit in the house. Mae's house is like that too. Yoga tries to call the Dance number back. Still the result is nil.
"Where are you Tar?" Yoga was worried about his best friend. He was afraid something might happen to the little family.
Yoga must find a way to find dance. Did he, he have to ask his papa for help? Maybe his papa was willing to help him by deploying some of his subordinates. Yoga started looking for her number on her phone. He wanted to ask Papa for help.
"Ah, why all that disappearing." Yoga grumbling.
Yoga is frustrating. Where's everybody? Even Beni was not seen all day long nose stem. Yoga leaned her body into the steering chair. There's nothing he can do. Suddenly Yoga immediately opened the door and got out of the car in a hurry. Yoga saw someone passing in front of his car.
"Sorry Mom" Yoga stopped a mother carrying a black plastic bag in her hand.
"Yes, Mom?"
"Where do I ask, who owns the house?" tanya Yoga while pointing towards the house of Dance.
"Oh, the Dance?" asked the mother with short sleeves but wearing the hijab.
Yoga nodded, he was very enthusiastic with each of the mother's answers.
"So late in the day they moved."
Yoga surprised. Moved already? Whither? What happened to his best friend? A lot of questions suddenly popped into his head.
"Moved?"
