Miss Sound Adhan

Eps. 12. Avoiding Rayhan

After speeding up Carissa finally arrived at Airin's house. His house was half a kilo from Eagle Wave headquarters.

But before that he did not pay attention to the streets there and only found out it was the headquarters of a motorcycle gang after some time ago clashed with Rayhan.

“Huft! Until also, finally,” hela Carissa is relieved, as well as being able to be free from Rayhan.

Carissa then honked the motor horn 3 times, which made Airin out of the house.

“Kukira who, it turns out you are Carissa,” chirp, look disappointed.

Airin is actually waiting for service between go food for lunch later, because his mother is having an event at the sister's house so do not cook today.

“Aren't you waiting for me?” chirps, it looks like his friend was not expecting his presence. They had made a deal the day before.

Airin still turned her lips a few inches forward looking at Carissa. The plan, the lunch menu that he ate just now, because suddenly hungry.

“Not so, I'm hungry,” timpal Airin, pinch Carissa's cheek. “Come, login.”

Carissa came in and sat down. He immediately pulled out his book before starting work on finding samples for his script assignment.

“Why are you limp so?” tanyanya, looking at Airin who holds the stomach and not passionate.

“Lapar.”

“You haven't had breakfast?”

“Already Sa, but somehow my stomach is still less full taste, this morning I only eat instant noodles.” Carissa until clucked in response. He thought there was a problem what turned out to be just a stomach problem.

“Quiet,” Carissa directly took out some pastries that it carried.

It can be used for a temporary stomach.

“Further, then what are our tasks?” ask Airin who came back fresh after finishing a pack of dry bread.

“This is all the notes we can use to search for samples,” he said, proffering a notebook.

Carissa is quite diligent, also fast in tactical thinking. He has prepared everything necessary for his needs to make it easier to do it.

“You are always two steps ahead of me,” decak Airin, smile thinly. It was helped by the Carissa craft.

***

In the afternoon, Carissa had just returned from Airin's house after finishing the task of taking samples together.

“I don't want to go home through Eagle Wave headquarters,” said Carissa.

He was forced to turn the road to not pass the headquarters as well so as not to meet with Rayhan, who might still collect a debt to him.

“Ups, I forgot yet to pray ashar,” pekiknya just woke up.

Airin had a lot to do until he forgot to do it and intended to do it at home.

But when he saw the clock in his hand that showed the ashar time was running out, due to the detour that added time the longer he finally decided to pray in the nearest mosque only.

“It turns out there's a mosque up ahead there,” the screech, staring at the tall dome at the end of the road.

The mosque is deserted, there is only one. And immediately he fulfilled his duty after finding the face he immediately used.

Ciiit! Someone suddenly stopped the motor suddenly after seeing the Carissa motorbike.

“That's the hijab girl's motor,” concluded a man who is none other than Rayhan.

Rayhan came home from the base to the house. He accidentally saw a matic motor that was familiar to him and easy to remember, because there was a large rabbit sticker on the bike.

Rabbit is indeed a favorite of Carissa, because cute and adorable according to him then he stuck on his motorcycle with a large rabbit sticker, so that he easily found it even from a distance.

“Yes, that's right the motor. The tyre is still new,” cleanly, make sure back to see the rear tire everything.

“Then where is he?”

Rayhan's beads swept across the mosque. And found a girl wearing a mukena was performing the Ashar prayer service.

“The liar is so, why does he pray? Was it not in vain that his worship, his cerocos”, judged without sin.

Rayhan, who was next to the mosque, locked his eyes on Carissa. The negative thought of the air when he saw the girl raised both her hands.

Carissa prayed fervently. Even his heart rippled, when he heard the prayers that Carissa said.

“Oh, he's out,” his sciatica.

Rayhan immediately turned his eyes. Just as he was leaving, Carissa came out of the mosque.

“Hopefully it wasn't someone who would steal my bike,” softly, worried.

Because some time ago his neighbor had lost his motorbike also during prayer at the mosque.

“Hey, what do you want my motor?!” hardiknya, while running when he saw the man who was beside his motorbike locked the view on his motorbike.

“You again...” decihnya, after clearly seeing the man standing in front of him is Rayhan.

Did he take my bike because I didn't pay him a debt?

“Mali-” just contact Rayhan down from his motorbike and immediately smother Carissa's lips, before Carissa yells at her burglar and the citizens will come and act.

Hmh! Carissa muttered, while pulling Rayhan's hand from her lips.

“Your mouth is dirty. recklessly accusing people. I'll just take it off if you promise not to yell,” said Rayhan slowly, but very mengena.

Hmf! Carissa nodded while pulling Rayhan's hand. And the man finally let go.

Huh! This rogue. I've dodged to turn the road so as not to meet him But still meet here. It sucks, he grumbled in his heart.

“Away from me! Or I'll scream!” hardiknya, reply threatened.

This time Rayhan backed out.

Carissa made good use of the tree. He immediately sat on his bike and drove his bike quickly away from Rayhan.

“Before he chided the motorcycle gang but he himself speeded so!” rutuk Rayhan, can only stare at Carissa's back.