KIRANA (She Is She Too)
The eps 47
"Ah, yes. I remember now. You took Ana away and I got my master's rampage." Suddenly Mami Mira became upset.
"meaning?" tanya Yoga is confused.
"Yes. Because you took Ana away, I was the target of Mr. Anton's anger." Mami Mira grunted in annoyance.
"Mr Anton?"
"Yes, Mr. Anton owns the club tonight. Ana is my master's girl and no one should touch her." explains Mami Mira.
Yoga speechless. The bottom of his heart started to hurt like it was pinching. The young man looked down lethargic at the reality he had just heard. Ana, the girl turns out to be the mistress of the papa.
"How do you want to be? So hire a girl to sing with you? I gave you a VIP package at a discount because you are so handsome. I'll also choose the prettiest one here besides Ana."
"No, thanks. I have to go now." Without making small talk, Yoga got up and left the room.
Yoga walked through the crowd dancing loosely towards the exit. There was no such spirit when he entered the club. True, Ana is a girl who works in a nightclub and naturally she becomes a night friend of lonely men like her papa. But why should papa?
Yoga got into the car and dropped his back on the seat. He broke before high. His heart withered before it bloomed. No matter if Ana was a mistress, she had already promised in her mind that she would stage Ana from the abyss of obedience. But why should papa?
"Aaggrh ...." Yoga hitting hard.
Yoga did not expect his heart would hurt this much. What should he be now? Yoga does not know what to do right now. His mind was completely confused. Should she ask her papa to release Ana? Or ask Ana to get off her papa side? Ah, the girl's only whereabouts she doesn't know.
Yoga again hit the steering wheel of his car many times to vent his frustration. Her tears began to pierce and drip. The fact that Ana has a relationship with her parents leaves her heart slashed. Should he give up and bury in his love for the recently sprouted Ana?
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In the morning, Yoga walks in the corridors of the school with gontai. The fact that Ana is her favorite girl has a special relationship with her papa makes her uninspired. Dance, she's walking right behind Yoga. He followed the steps of Yoga which walked slowly. Dari wants to say hello, but he is not because it looks like his best friend is moody.
What's with Yoga these two days? His attitude is hard to guess. It's like papa. Ah, why does Tari always remember that perverted guy? Even when he saw Yoga he immediately remembered the man.
"Ouch!" pekik Dance.
"What are you doing?" tanya Yoga on Tari who was rubbing her forehead that hurt.
"Why did you stop saying nothing?" reply Dance upset.
"I didn't know you were behind me,"
"I'm going to turn, too, Tar. It's up to the front of this class." added Yoga while pointing to the class.
Both of them were in front of the class. Dance is daydreaming while walking until unconscious if Yoga deflects her steps to get into class and she bumps into the body of Yoga. Dance straight in through Yoga without saying anything.
Yoga also followed Dance into class and sat on her stool. The two are silent. Dance is busy preparing textbooks and Yoga which only sees a few students who are engrossed in jest. I don't know, he's not trying to interrupt Dance right now. If he saw Dari, he would recall Ana who was like the moon. Can be seen but not reached.
"Huft," Yoga sighed tiredly.
'Tari-Ana-Tari-Ana ....' The two names kept spinning in his mind.
The view of Yoga turned to the front of the class which showed the students from other classes were seducing Sarah. Every day is a common sight. That's not interesting. Yoga turned a glance towards Tari then he reached into her phone.
His heart was again pinched when he saw the screen of his cellphone which showed a photo of the girl he loved. Ana. Yoga stroked her phone screen as if she was touching Ana's face. It is very sad, first time to love and must run aground before expressing the taste. Waitaminute! Something is awkward.
The man immediately opened his photo gallery. He was looking for the same photo of Ana as the photo that was used as his phone wallpaper. After finding it, Yoga immediately enlarged the photo. He focused on Ana's fingers and then he looked back at Dance's finger on the table.
The ring, the ring that Dari and Ana wore was the same. Yoga again clarifies his vision in the photo of Ana and also Dance fingers. There was nothing wrong with his eyes. Their rings are the same. Or, maybe ....
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"Today I didn't come back here again. Or is papi really not going to stay here anymore? Have I gone too far?" Dance speaks to herself.
The girl started to get nervous. It's been a few days Mr. Anton hasn't come to that house. Dance feels safe but she is also scared if her papi is really gone. The girl had no idea Mr. Anton was going out of town for business. Dancing consciously, a day just not seeing the man made his heart unsettled. Despite the events of that time, Tari still worried about the papi.
Dance who was currently lying in the room immediately got up and grabbed her phone on the nightstand. He looked up the name of the papi and called him. Several times pressed, no response at all from the papi. Makes the girl even more worried if Mr. Anton really won't see her.
"Hello?"
"Ha-hello, Pih." Dance was surprised when Mr. Anton picked up the phone.
"Yes, honey. What's up?"
Dance is silent. He doesn't know what to say. He was embarrassed to start a conversation between them. He was the one who feared and avoided Mr. Anton.
"Darling?"
"Y-yeah, pih. W-didn't Papih come home today?" tanya Tari nervous.
"Boy can go home?"
Dance nodded in response. In any case, Mr. Anton is an important person in his life. Let's just say the actions of the papi in the past is a mere khilaf. And he was sure that Mr. Anton would never repeat it again.
"Hello, honey?"
"Yes?"
"But you can go home?"
"Kan, Dance has already nodded." explained Tari.
"God, baby! Can Papi see your nod?" Mr. Anton chuckled.
Dance also laughs at feeling funny with her own behavior.
"Listen you're laughing so Papi's been so happy, baby. Papi misses you so much."
