Milky

Part. 64

That morning, the coals had become a blazing fire. Flaming red. Smoke billowed in all seven holes in the face. Both of his dark manic seeds blocked, penetrating to the core of all flavors.

"Sister, w-what exactly is it? Why does Brother look angry?" asked Fahru verbally stammered, dumb and barely able to speak. Both of his legs were trembling his shivering body was clearly visible.

"Don't you know if Juan's in college? Why didn't your son ask the others to drive him? Why did Juan have to make him leave college for the responsibility of him as a worker. Call your son and have Juan come back after they arrive. I don't want to know!" The tone of the voice that rose several octaves sounded not playful.

Razka used her power as the real owner of the Pratama Group. Powerful and full of threats. Highlight the eyes that nudge, able to make the interlocutor shiver.

He turned around without wanting to hear the rebuttal from his sister-in-law. Fahru gulped his stale saliva with great difficulty, his jakun up and down slowly. Razka was never that angry. What happened to that young man named Juan?

The car door slammed, the engine roared without feeling. He retreated and quickly turned away from his old residence. Nasya was confused by his father's attitude that morning, but he knew Razka's feelings had been uncomfortable since he was home because of the spoiled young man.

"That? What was? I heard Brother's voice earlier, it seems like he's angry?" asked Emil who came in haste because he heard Razka's high voice.

Fahru incised his temple, he turned around and stepped foot, then collapsed on the sofa. His face looked tired, Emil followed with a frown.

"Silver was angry that Juan drove Akmal for three days out of town" Fahru told his wife, who was sitting on the couch.

"Why should you be angry? Isn't that his job? Just like God, right?" sahut Emilia chimed in on her husband's report.

"Sister didn't like Juan leaving his college. He's angry about it, Mah. My brother asked me to call Akmal and tell Juan to come back" Fahru said, dropping his head on the back of the chair with his eyes closed.

"Weird, why does Big Brother have to be like that? What was that young man?" emilia muttered contemplating Razka's attitude that morning.

"I don't know. You call Akmal and ask Juan to come back after they get there. I'll send another one to catch up and accompany her" Fahru glanced at Emilia who was still pondering.

Emilia had to call her son. Despite having to argue first, Akmal eventually approves of Juan's return.

While in the car, Nasya could no longer hold his tongue to not ask the father.

"Dad, what's the problem? Why do you look so angry at Uncle?" He threw a glance at the figure of the man with glasses beside him.

His lips were drawn upwards, forming a smile before he said, "There's nothing. Oh, huh? Did you accidentally hear yesterday you mention Bima's name? You knew her?" Curious that touched his heart made Razka unable to hold back.

"Bima Sister? He's my friend, we happen to be on the same campus" Nasya replied staring at the vehicle in front of his car.

"Oh yeah? How long have you been friends? Aren't we just in town for a few days?" Razka glanced at her daughter for a moment, smiling unexpectedly that they had known each other.

"Dad must have forgotten again. We've been friends since childhood." Razka's forehead frowned, but she didn't say. "Does Dad remember that great boy I told you about? When we live in the village?" nasha asked. He confirmed his seat facing Razka.

The man fell silent, thinking while recalling the past story where Nasya was still a child. However, until his head became dizzy, he could not find the story.

"I'm sorry, dear. I'm old so it's easy to forget." He smiled asking for a proclamation. Grunting the girl beside him, but he understood because as he aged his memory was weakened.

With a sigh heard from Razka, he himself did not know how else to persuade Aulia to be careful. However, he was sure everything would be revealed when Nasya managed to bring the owner of the necklace which was none other than Bima. Razka smiled at the thought of it happening.

"At hand. Your mother's problem is not to think too much, she is not able to think wisely for now. Learn the right thing." Razka rubbed her daughter's head. The girl looked up, then nodded obediently before grabbing her father's hand and came out in hopes of meeting Bima.

Razka turned the wheel and went to her next destination. He wanted to see the state of the office since it was led by Akmal, his nephew. Nasya also stepped up, his lips twisting a smile as long as he walked towards the building.

He sat waiting for time, with a loaf of bread in hand waiting for Bima to come over. However, it had been more than fifteen minutes, Bima did not appear as well. The entrance bell has been sounded, but Bima still does not see the trunk of her nose.

"I will come to Bima's senior class at rest later," he murmured as he moved to class. Throughout the lesson, Nasya's focus was not on the class. He wandered out of nowhere, which must have been looking for the existence of Bima.

Nasya walked down the hallway of the third floor of the building, his heart thumping towards the Bima class. He sighed before stepping foot into the Bima class.

"Excuse me!" Everyone was astonished to see his hijab-wearing figure. On the back bench Yola flanked by her two friends did not notice Nasya. Feeling the clumsiness on both sides of his body, he looked up. Screaming displeased his face. He folded his hands on his chest, smiling at Nasya who was standing in front of the class.

"What are you coming to this class for?" ketus Yola without moving from her seat. Nasya threw a look at him, he sighed bracing himself.

"I'm looking for Bima's sister, did Bima not enter today?" Ask with a sweet smile.

"Male? He's a permit and just leave today's work." A man chimed in. Nasya glanced at him, disappointed to not find Bima that day.

"Oh .. okay. Thank you, Brother." He looked out with a disappointed face. Failed to bring Bima to his home today. Indistinct murmurs came out from between his lips while returning to his own class. Sitting listlessly dropping your head on the bench.

"Hey, did you hear? Today there will be a new lecturer replacing the old one. I heard he's still single and handsome" the voices of his friends he doesn't care about. He didn't want to hear about the new lecturer or anything. He wants Bima.

"Sorry, Dad. Not today" he said disappointedly.

While on the way, Bima Gegas returned to his city after driving Akmal safely to the destination hotel. Somehow his heart flowered when he found out Razka asked him to come back.

"Why did the Great Lord ask for a cave back, huh?" He muttered to himself thinking about the order. Smiling her lips, there was a sense of happiness in her heart that she felt.

His jaw rang, stopping Bima's smile. He glanced with a frown, a foreign number contacting him.

"Who?" Ask yourself. Just about to answer, the ring has stopped and replaced by a notification message that follows in.

Bima stopped the car as the lights turned red. He saw the message from the foreign number.

[Bima, come to the restaurant at the end of town. I'm inviting you to lunch together.]

The more frowned at the young man's forehead, whose number. He did not ask and wanted to see for himself who had sent him the message. Bima put the phone back down and rushed towards his city. He wants to be there before lunch time.