Miss Sound Adhan

Eps. 11 Payable

“Carissa why have you been back so long?” ask Mom, after the girl gets home.

His mother was waiting for him earlier. It usually takes 30 minutes to shop. But this time for almost 2 hours, Carissa just returned.

“Sorry, Ibu. was on the road torn motorcycle tire outside-in, so it takes time to replace the rear and front tires,” Carissa said carefully.

His mother, call it Madam Khatidja is a woman of character who is firm, straightforward and puts forward honesty. He doesn't like being lied to. Don't expect that if caught lying to her, the woman will be lenient.

His father, Carissa, who had come home late and lied to his mother, could not afford to eat lunch and dinner.

“You didn't lie, did you?” look around, with rounded eye seeds scanning his daughter from toe to head.

Carissa immediately shook her head quickly to respond.

“Definitely finished a lot. Then you used all the shopping money to pay for it?” added Mrs Shara. But Carissa came back quickly.

“This, all of Mom's grocery orders are here and complete,” Carissa handed over the black plastic bag that was on her wall from earlier.

Carissa's mother received the plastic bag. In fact, he took out all the contents of the plastic bag to check if there was less shopping.

The woman was indeed meticulous, even a single missing needle she could tell. Very observant and thorough.

All vegetables and other necessities complete in accordance with the notes that he brought to Carissa earlier, no one was missed.

“Then, how do you pay for it?” tanyanya direct.

“I owe Mom, to Mr. Patcher tire earlier,” he said, better to be honest and get angry than accused of lying.

Hais!

“You're a kid but you've learned to owe. That's not good!” Carissa was afraid to hear her mother's words.

“I don't bring money, Mom. Even if there is less amount,”

Hiss! Madam Shara is back hissing.

“Tell Mom where is Father patching the tire you mean? Give a clear address later Mom will be there, but wait for your father to come first,” cerocosnya.

Mother is a calculation. Because of his calculations, he will ask for a change from father.

Carissa then told the address of the father of the tire patch to his mother.

“Ya already there, quickly learn,” he added again.

Carissa just nodded and ran into the room before her mother changed her mind.

“Luckily, I'm not mad at me,” Carissa shouts in the room with a deep breath. Relieved.

***

A few days later, Carissa accidentally passed in front of Eagle Wave headquarters again. This time he did not go shopping like before, but went to Airin's house.

Yeah, Airin's my best friend Carissa, also her bestie. His house is in the area.

He even held his breath when passing through the headquarters and did not dare to look to the right at all to see it, worried that the man would meet with the unknown berandal.

Not afraid because there is a problem but afraid because you can not pay the debt to him. Broadly speaking, he was still raising a lot of money for his script assignment which cost a lot.

Prits! Suddenly the sound of a whistle repeated over and over again.

Carissa ignored the whistle and continued to drive the bike.

“Hey, stop you!” hardik is a man, one of the members of Eagle Wave.

But Carissa still drove, regardless of the call that was either intended for whom but his feeling was for him.

I don't want to deal with those biker gang members, shutting their eyes in a split second.

Just as he opened his eyes, he was shocked. Rayhan suddenly stood in front of him.

Cheek up! Carissa immediately braked suddenly, until the motor was stopped right in front of Rayhan. Less or too late to brake the man must have been hit by him.

Haaah! Carissa took a long breath. Honestly, his heart was still rhythmic as if he wanted to remove it.

“Why stop me in such a sudden way. Is there no other normal way?” his village, staring at Rayhan.

“You broke a promise. Until the afternoon I waited for you you didn't pay me your debt. Now I'm not gonna let you go again. Pay or you can not pass,” he said firmly, straightforward and immediately hit.

“A-I still have business, please give me the way,”

Carissa has promised to meet Airin to do a joint task, thesis work. They will look for samples for their research.

“That's what you told me the other day, and I won't be fooled a second time,” Rayhan said, saying.

Because not usually the hijab girl lies. All of his sayings can be held and proven but in fact, not with Carissa.

Even he questioned it, is Carissa really a Muslimah?

“No, pay first!”

Grp! Carissa was furious, wanting to hit Rayhan alone.

“Why should I pay you?! That means I have to pay double,” to him, not accept.

“Double screen?!”

Rayhan frowned both his eyebrows. With him Carissa hasn't paid yet, where could she possibly pay on a tire patch?

“My mother paid my father for the tire that day. So there's nothing I need to pay anymore, excuse me!”

Carissa turned the bike slightly to the side of Rayhan then immediately forward the bike quickly.

“Ck! How dare he. Just this time I met such a strange girl,” cerocos Rayhan, turned around and could only stare at Carissa's back.