
"sister Frans?" Call Marsha.
"What the hell lo?? These past few days, you have been following me!! What do you want, huh? Would you like to meet me?" Frans asked annoyed, because previously Marsha always asked Fran to contact her father to meet with the girl.
"Sister. plis help me.." beg Marsha.
"Sha!! I told you for the last time elo!! I can't help you, Elo. I'm busy." Frans was full of emphasis.
"Sister plis. help me. Again, I promise I won't bother you anymore. I will not force you to help me again. Plis this isn't for me either, but-" Marsha's words were cut off.
"No Sha. Sorry, I don't want to." Frans said he left Marsha.
"Marsha?" Call her best friend, Runa. The girl stroked Marsha's shoulder. Marsha glanced at Runa with a sad-looking facial expression, even her eyes were glazed over.
"We talked in a quiet place." Take Runa who seems to know if her best friend wants to tell her something. Marsha did not answer, but she followed Runa who led her.
Runa took her beside the library. There were not many people passing by, so Runa felt the place was right to listen to Marsha's story later.
"So..What is Sha?" Runa started the conversation.
"I'd like to see Mr. Burhan." Answer Marsha.
"Why did you meet Mr. Burhan?" Ask Runa again.
"I want to make sure of something about Funny, Run.." Answer Marsha again. Runa did not ask any more questions, because he thought Marsha would tell a more complete story without asking much.
"When we first got to Funny's house, do you remember I asked Funny about a picture she said was of her family?" Runa nodded in response.
"Well, that picture I saw in Burhan's office." Marsha said inviting wrinkles on Runa's forehead.
"At Mr Burhan's office?" Tanya Runa made sure.
"Yes Runa."
"So.. You think that Mr. Burhan is Funny's parent?" Ask Runa.
"I'm sure of Runa." replied Marsha.
"If you feel that way. Why didn't you tell Funny or Mr Burhan?" Ask Runa.
"I told Funny Run. Funny just didn't believe it, not to mention Funny's grandmother who said that her son, aka her father Funny, did not have a higher education that made her a businessman like Mr. Burhan. And Funny believes her grandmother's words." explained Marsha.
"Keep..have you told me the same Mr. Burhan?" Ask Runa.
"That's the one that's in conflict now. Several times I asked Frans to call Mr. Burhan so I could take the time to talk, but Frans always said that his father was busy and busy. I'm going crazy because it's Runa." Marsha explained ending with massaging her own eel.
I really want Runa to say 'yes you don't need to take care of them, so you're not crazy like now' . However, Runa knows that Marsha will not hear and will continue to investigate something she wants to know.
"You immediately say the same to Frans if your request is related to him as well." Runa made Marsha look at her best friend.
"Yes also yes Runa..why am I**** so bad!! Yes, if that's what I said to Frans' brother right now.." Marsha just ran away from her best friend. Runa could only let out a small sigh while staring at the back of Marsha who was away. The hijab girl decided to go back to class and gather with her other friends.
Marsha goes straight into Frans' class.
"Sister Frans." Call Marsha.
"Ck. elo again. elo again.." Frans clucked in annoyance. The man also got up from his seat and intended to leave Marsha.
"Click brother. Don't go. Ok. I won't ask for anything more with brother, but I want to ask you something. It's important, brother." Marsha.
"Well, what do you want?" Ask Frans.
"But.we can talk to her with four eyes, right?" Ask Marsha in doubt.
"No!! Ok. ok. I'll just do it here. So I actually want to ask something that has nothing to do with me, but related to Frans's family." Marsha took a breath for a while, she also thought about what question she should ask first.
"Sister Frams how many people are there in the family?" Ask Marsha.
"Four." Frans answered briefly.
"Who is it?" Ask Marsha again.
"Gue, bokap, nyokap my brother."
"So's Frans' sister a girl?" Frans nodded.
"Whose name?" Ask Marsha.
"Gue doesn't know." Frans replied while looking down.
"Why.do you not know?" Ask Marsha wonder.
"Because I haven't seen him in a long time. Bokap, nyokap I also never mentioned his name." Obviously Frans.
"Btw.. why don't you see Frans' sister again?" Ask Marsha.
"I don't know, I don't remember either. Let's talk outside!!" Invite Frans to pull Marsha's arm.
"That's right!! I didn't want to talk four-eyes." Celoth Marsha.
"Well, how do I know if you're talking about this." Said Frans.
"Yes, continue the story." Pinta Marsha.
"As I said. I also don't know where my brother is. What is clear is that I just disappeared and made me feel stressed until now." Answer Frans.
"What's the score when your sister turns three?" Ask Marsha. Frans does not answer but arranges a strange Marsha.
"Well, how much about my family anyway?" Ask Frans back.
"Yes, because the question I asked had something to do with Frans' brother." Answer Marsha.
"You mean?" I don't know why Frans' heart was beating so fast.
"Actually, I asked my brother to make a schedule to meet Mr. Burhan aka his father's brother, because I want to make sure something." Answer Marsha.
"When I went to Mr. Burhan's office to get his credit card back. I saw the same photo I saw in someone's house. I just want to make sure it's clearer if I'm wrong to see or not, but yes. Brother Frans does not want to help me, right?" Marsha.
"Who are you at home to see the same photo as the one in my bokap office room?" Frans asked sounding trembling.
"Sorry brother. I can't say, I won't tell anyone before I'm sure what I'm looking for." replied Marsha.
"Yes, that's it. I'm back in class, sister." said Marsha. However, his steps stopped because Frans held him back.
"Ok ok. I'll call my bokeap let you meet my bokap, but plis.lo say where you see the photo." Ask Frans.
"In Funny's house." Marsha answered and the girl resumed her steps.
Frans was silent. Among the shocked and thought who Funny was. However, Frans did not know for long who Funny was. Of course because the girl was Marsha's own friend.
Tbc..
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