Nadira (forgotten)

*Home late

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Fun chatting, do not feel the time has shown at 08 pm. My eyes were perfectly rounded when I saw the wall clock ahead. Mampus me, the address got a tantrum from papah this mah.

"You why Dira? Your face is like a frown" Satya asked the ponakana.

"I'm late for this. I asked permission to come here and Magrib has arrived home. What time is it. So fun to talk, Dira until I forget the time" I explained to om Satya and om Bagas.

"What is this about?" I said dizzy while scratching my head that did not itch. I was ready to go home

"Let's go and go" om Bagas took the key on his desk.

"Alkhamdulillah I have a very good om, understanding aja ponakannya ask in between hehe" said I cengengesan while glancing at Satya, which in the lyrics notya offended even a smile.

The car is traveling at medium speed, but I want to get home fast.

"No cepetan ya om" asked me to om Nice, fear enveloped me.

"Don't hurry Dira, the important thing is that you survive until home" replied om Nice makes me unable to calm down.

"I can't, I have to get home fast. This is aja I'm very late, papah must be angry this mah, I never came home more than 6 hours magrib om" must be clearly visible face of my worries.

"Emm okay, you hold it. Fasten safety belt'y ok" he said. Immediately I pulled tight and held on tight.

Arriving in front of the complex, the car om Bagas stopped. He changed clothes using and using a typical ojol Ijo sragam, then got out of the car. The confused me just stayed glued in the car until someone knocked on the car glass door.

"Come down Dira, he said hurriedly. You are how you are" Lekas om Bagas opened the car door and pulled my hand out. I am still confused just to follow.

I put my ass in the motorcycle seat while Om Bagas sat in front holding the motor control steering wheel.

"Why do we change the motor? pake jacket ojol all" asked me to let out my curiosity after waking up from the behavior of om Bagas.

"It's okay. Om hasn't wanted to see them yet, Dir. Maybe later at the right time" he replied in a voice covered with a mask I can still hear clearly.

"You don't tell anyone that you met us, let me explain it to you later. Okay!" he continued again as the motor stopped. I look ahead, it has reached my house.

I took off my helmet and gave it to Bagas and thanked him and kissed his hand as my respect to the older man.

"Remember y Dir message om earlier. And if you have nothing and need anything just call me" he said and then I answered with a nod of the head.

After om Bagas disappeared from view immediately I step my foot into the backyard, let me safely through the back door. Like a thief who is afraid of my willpower walking by lowering his body and slowly looking at the left right, alert like a thief. Until it hit something

"Brugh...

"Oh" I cried holding my head.

I lifted my head and saw what I had hit.

"Astaghfirullah.." rounding his eyes perfectly saw the figure standing in front of me. My body stiffened motionless, fear instantly enveloped this body