
The motorbike drove down the highway, through the crowded streets of the capital. Maybe people deliberately go out at hours like this to enjoy the atmosphere of the night.
With a motor they can slip on the sidelines of a car that even has difficulty moving.
Inside one of the cars they passed seemed to know Sanaya, he was Abhimanyu.
"Nay ....! Same with the kid!" muttered.
After the red light changed to green, their motorbike drove back until Abhimanyu was unable to catch up to him again.
Sanaya is still curious about Aditya's remark about his papa.
"Down!"
"Hmm?"
“Emang papa you want to go home huh?” ask Nay after
long silent.
“Iya!”
“Say your mother, papa you rarely go home huh?”
“Iya, the problem since the same oma opa no longer
hold the company , papa the dressing!”
“Emang his company where?”
“There are overseas, but also have a branch in Jakarta! If the papa company itself is in Jakarta!”
“Ohhhh …! Your sister?"
"He's with oma same opa!"
"Don't you miss your sister?"
“Why? Have you started with my family?”
“No, only it can't?”
“It should have its wages!”
“Reasonably calculated!”
“Upon is not money, tomorrow I join the inter-school basketball game!”
Sanaya was reminded of Abhimanyu. Abhimanyu and Sagara also joined the core basketball team at his school.
Doesn't that mean there are Abhimanyu and Sagara as well …
“Abimanyu?”
Hehhhhhh
Aditya let out a sigh that instantly left steam on the glass of his helmet.
“Although lazy, but in reality he is one
same team me!”
"Gue, how did you know there was lo, lo new huh?"
"Just yesterday I joined their team, before I joined the old team!"
"Border!"
They finally arrived in front of the big house
that's. The house is filled with strict guard there.
...****...
Since the afternoon Sagara waited for Sanaya, until the afternoon was still in front of the house, he continued pacing back and forth there. He knew he was going with the kids
a man who thinks is not good.
Mom Ara who saw her son was constantly pacing in front of the house so interested in approaching him.
"Howdy!"
"Mom, why come out?"
"No pa pa, no you!"
“Mom why can Nay go anyway mom?”
“Nay will go clear Gara!”
“But he was the same guy who according to Gara_!” gara's words hang when Mom Ara cuts them off.
“Not good?” mom Ara and Sagara nodded their heads.
“Gara, good bad someone it can not be seen from his appearance dear!”
“But appearance also determines who a person is
mom!”
Mom Ara just sighed, her son was not much different from her husband. If he thinks it's wrong he won't budge either.
“Have not been thought of, briefly again Nay also up!”
Sagara frowned, “Mom know where?”
“Nay just sent the same message mom!”
“That's so bad, if mom's in bales! Phone is not picked up!”
“You are exactly as papa you are, possessive! Give Nay the freedom to choose Gara, let him choose what is best for Nay or not!”
Then Gara?
She always felt that her life was not even hers anymore. Everything has been arranged in such a way. He even had to forget
his goal is to become an artist because his dad and mom want him
becoming an heir.
He had buried in all his desires only to accept all responsibility as heir.
A motor stopped right in front of them, it was Nay and Adit. Nay got off the bike and took off his helmet. Because there is Mom Ara, Adit also came down from the bike and they approached Sagara and mom
Ara.
“Sore aunt!” greet Aditya to mom Ara.
“Sore!”
“Sorry tan, Adit mulangin Nay is a bit late!”
his that, since when they are close or since when his mom knows his mother
Adits.
“I don't think you have any more business at home
this, so can go right away!” sagara said with her cold face.
Aditya just stared indifferently at Sagara and turned back to Mom Ara.
“Ya already, Adit go home first yes aunt. Thanks again for your permission!”
“Iya alike! Be careful on the road, no
speeding!”
Adit put his helmet back on, and got on his bike.
At the same time Papa Agra's car came when Adit's motorbike began to leave
the yard of that house.
Papa Agra stared until the bike disappeared
then look at his wife and two children.
“How to say so anyway!” lamented Nay. He didn't like it because he treated Aditya that way.
“I'm not wrong, but you're too fast
trust the same people!”
“Mom ..., who was that?” ask papa Agra make
the Sagara and Sanaya debate stalled. Sanaya was already upset immediately
leaving them.
“That was nay, bby!”
“Author motor?”
“No, papa also does not like mom!”
“Do not be a stove, already there in!”
Sagara was forced to enter after mommy's orders
nya.
“She's a motor child?”
“Ndon't know bby, but he's polite kok bby!”
“Mother knows it?”
Mom Ara shrugged both of her shoulders, a sign of not knowing.
She immediately took over the bag in her husband's hand.
Sagara did not give up. He followed her to her room. Sanaya who had just come out of the bathroom was so shocked to see Gara already sitting on her bed.
“Gara ..., sign in no permission anyway!”
“It's normal!”
“Gue want to change clothes first!”
“If you want to change, yes change!”
“Gue girls Gara!”
“Know, indeed since when your room does not exist
its spare space?”
Hehhhh
Sanaya just sighed, she had to go back
go into the dressing room and put on his shirt there. When he came back out
sagara is still in her place.
“Lo still here?”
“Use the correct language, don't pack lo I'm the same me!”
“Ribet!”
“so that, it must be because you are close to a guy
that's right!”
“The name is Adit, we are just friends! He's the same good
Nay!”
“Everyone is good with you if they want!”
“Means I don't want people to know identity
i'm! So don't like to open my identity in public!”
“Although in hiding however, all the children in
the school will also know that you are a daughter of a finitygroup so do not carelessly look for friends! They can take advantage of that!”
“So you mean, I should be close just the same lo and
same Abi? You're too stiff because!”
“Whatever I do not like lo deket-deket
same him!”
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