Looking for a Blue Sky

Chapter 7 Towards a New Home

Rea had been picked up by Rahmat from the airport, the car carried by Rahmat drove through a not-so-dense road, the girl opened the car's glass window, took out a little hand, swept the air outside with her fingers.

"The city's air feels fresher" whispered Rea as she leaned her chin against the car.

Without realizing the car he was riding overtaken by a sports motorcycle in red. He looked at the back of the man on the bike.

"I think only the children in my town have it" whispered Rea inwardly, smiling.

"I think the only one with a bike like that is Mas Arkan" said Mr. Rahmat

Rea laughed out loud at the middle-aged man's statement, because what Rahmat thought was exactly the same as what he was thinking earlier.

"Emang the son of the sultan of Arkan doank sir?" he said amused because it felt like answering his own question, Mr. Grace just laughed.

Rea was still looking at the red sports bike, looking at it until it was lost at the turn of the red light t-junction.

It didn't feel like they were at the elite housing in the middle of the city. The house that Rea will occupy is in Block B10. Rea exited the car greeted Bi Ulfa, beside the middle-aged woman stood a beautiful girl.

"Non Rea, this is my son Anisa" Bi Ulfa said.

Rea thrust a hand at Anisa and was replied by Anisa with a warm smile.

"Call Rea aja ya mba," pinta the girl.

"Sir Mercy and bi Ulfa from now on also do not call me non, just call me name alone" he said with a smile

"But non..."

"Ga no but-ignition bi, I here do not want to bring anything from my past," the girl smiled again while raising her eyebrows.

People laughed at the behavior of the boy. Rea then went inside the house, as if he knew that his room must be on the upper floor, he immediately climbed the stairs to the second floor.

"He's like a good boy Um," said Anisa.

"Yes, Non Rea is a good child, even though he was born a rich man, but his son is not arrogant, even sometimes it does not seem that he is a rich man's son," bi Ulfa's story to his son.

"Oh yeah Nisa, how come you didn't go out today?" ask her to her daughter.

"Hopefully, son," the woman prayed as she rubbed her son's hair, and they walked into the house.

Rea was busy arranging some items in his room, although his room was no larger than the room in his grandfather's house, but his room is now counted still larger and impressed luxurious than the room of a girl his age.

The girl walked to the wardrobe in her room, opening the closet that looked full of new clothes, bags and shoes.

Being born in the Pradipta clan made him never live hard even from birth, only affection alone that he could not be like other children his age.

The girl's phone rang, she saw a video call from someone she was waiting for.

"Hey.... Leaaaaa" looks handsome face across there trying to catch his hunting breath.

"You playing Ar basketball?"

"Udah is done." Arkan is seen sitting on the edge of the field, his hands holding a bottle of water and then drinking it.

"What's Ar?"

"I miss you"

"Honestly this is a guy, I don't have self-esteem yet a day" said Rea.

"Tomorrow did you start going to school?" ask Arkan

"Yes, but why am I nervous? I was afraid of being the most beautiful girl there" the girl then laughed out loud at her own words.

"If there's a guy who dares to take you, I'll ask papa to transfer to your school" Arkan said.

Rea just laughed at Arkan's words. They talked back and forth until Rea's cell phone ran out of battery.

The girl looked at her dead cell phone.

"Do I accept Arkan's feelings?" he said while laying down his body in a mattress.

"I'm not sure yet, what if later in the middle of the road we're dating continue to break up? I don't want to lose the one-on-one person I love."

Rea closed his eyes, his mind already drifting everywhere.