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"The opo?! Mr lara?""

"Express, Ma'am. Mr. lara lan needs katha fees, crew dewe ora nduwe duwit kanggo pay. Sampean iso send duwit saiki ta?"

Nayla bit her finger, for now it doesn't seem like. His money was running out for other purposes, plus an incoming notice this morning if he had to pay for electricity and water as quickly as possible.

"Piro cost zinc dibutuhno gawe pak treatment?"

"Father kudu operated on and cost 'e 150 yuto!"

"WHAT?" Nayla was shocked beyond measure. "Sir, lara nopo?"

There was another voice over there, mixed with boisterous fruit.

"Sepurakno mother and I am amarga ora ngandani Mbak Nay, crew dewe ora peg until I'm kuawtir. You dewe ora penggang construction college'e sampeyan ...." Her sister across there was crying, further adding to the turmoil in Nayla's heart. "Father worse, crew dewe wes nyoba golek duwit, penggawen opo seng iso in lakokno nang kene ora enough. Cost of 150 yuto ora mung mung surgery, nanging the cost of treatment of tak seng sepret nunggak pisan."

A clear liquid seeped down Nayla's cheeks. They could all be hiding information as important as this. "Lapo kok sek ket ngandani mbak saiki? senajan mbak busy utawa opo wae, mbak going ono wektu kanggo ngrungokake critane. Information koyok iki until tego nutupin saka embak?"

"Sepurane, Ma'am."

Nayla closed her eyes for a moment. It felt like he wanted to leave this millennial city now to meet his family there. Worries also pierced his heart, the papa was in a deep pain, Nayla was afraid she could not collect the money as quickly as possible."

"Sampeyan ojo nangis, kandha ojo mom by hard. Mbak will send duwite, but not saiki, wenehi Mbak wektu," he said calming. I don't know where Nayla's gonna get that kind of money.

"Excite, mbak. Ojo lali jogo health nggih, I will golek penggawan supoyo I can nulipin, Ma'am."

After saying hello, the connection was interrupted. Nayla sat down sluggishly to the sofa, her hands clutching her frustrated hair. More thorny problems are approaching him now and he doesn't care about anything else, the most important thing now is how the money is collected as quickly as possible.

Nayla doesn't want her papa to do anything. As a princess, papa was her first love, she was a man who would never hurt her daughter. The paper should heal, yes! Nayla has to figure out a way to get her money together.

"Did I ask Viola for help?" his great-grandson. Only Viola crossed his brain at this moment, maybe Nayla would be a selfless person as it always pulled Viola into her troubles. "There's no other way, I have to get that money right away!" frustrated error.

As quickly as lightning Nayla grabbed her flat object on the table and hesitated she sought Viola's contact and contacted him.

"The number you are going to cannot be reached ...."

Clucked. Nayla repeated that many times but still only the operator answered.

"Vio, where are you, anyway? I needin lo, need very much," she almost cried.

Since the events of the night three days ago, the fact about Aldi and Gino is revealed Viola is missing from Nayla's reach. On the phone can't, come to the girl's house she's always not there. In fact, Nayla had already met the campus, they only said if for a while Viola was replaced by someone else.

No one told Nayla where Viola was going.

And Viola's cell phone problem that night. After returning home from the restaurant even though late at night he still drove him home to the owner. And it wasn't Viola that she met, but the maid, Nayla, left Viola's phone to the maid.

"There is no other way, I have to design my novels as soon as possible so that the publication of coins and money to collect."

When first writing Nayla just a fad that continues to be a hobby when you feel the sensation of fun if you read the comments that support him. However, when he lived in this city and became the backbone of the writing family is no longer a hobby but a job to make ends meet.

"Nayla Kayana?"

Silent.

The male lecturer looked at the students in this class one by one when no one said anything. "Where's Nayla?" the question is only answered with a sign of not knowing.

A girl who replaced Viola was silent. She has absolutely no idea about Nayla and Viola's life, she does know them both but only a college friend no more. After all, he was also happy that Nayla was not here.

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"I swear I will always love you today, tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and forever."

"YINNN!!"

"Iri said, Boss!"

The whole class laughed at Morgan's chattering of the new students in their class. Her face was indeed sweet but still did not beat the face of Viola blaster.

Agatha who sat on the empty seat of Nayla was happy to feel the excitement in this class. Beside him was Raka who rubbed the back of her hand nonstop.

Raka is really in love with him.

"Nayla where's Raka?" asked Agatha who was replied with a shoulder shot did not care by Raka. Seeing Raka's response like this his heart became very happy. "It can't be like that on its own" he added.

"Yemen? Why do I keep the same girl don't know lucky like her." Raka's heavy voice sounded solemn, her gaze unmoved from the back of Agatha's white hand. "Udah did not count anymore he tried to misahin us. He even dares to accuse you of cheating, he has already crossed his limits!" he added.

"Good, hate Nayla as it keeps Raka," inner Agatha. Seeing Raka's self-loathing for Nayla he becomes victorious, this is the essence of his plan, making Raka hate 'truth'

"But ... Where were you that night? The courier who ordered the goods I said that there was no one in your apartment," said Raka, removing her grip on Agatha's hand she highlighted the girl seriously.

"I ...." Nervous. Agatha looked out of the classroom, seeing a girl carrying a crackle bag containing several pizza boxes. "I went out for pizza, suddenly wanted to eat pizza" he added.

One eyebrow Raka raised. Agatha hurriedly smiled and rubbed Raka's right cheek gently. "Why? Angry about not telling you I'm out?"

Raka shakes. "Not that, honey. But jeez, we're going to the cafeteria now, yuk?" bring him.

Nodding. Agatha welcomed Raka's hand. They walked side by side to the canteen, a couple who made many singles thrash and grimace.

Gino stared at their departure. His gaze stopped as Morgan patted his shoulder hard enough, leaving him shocked.

"Raka and Agatha? Lo same as them?" ask Morgan and laugh.

Gino glared, he chose to look at the girl who had been busy with her book since. He stood up, approached the girl whose name he did not know, pulled and took the girl out of class despite being rejected.

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