Patencies

Chapter 21, Who?

Monic stretched out both hands. Today he has worked on a lot of reports, especially reports on subjects he holds, then on OSIS because he is the coach.

"Eat what later ..."

Realizing that she was living alone in the teacher's room, she decided to go home. It's all done. If anything is lacking, he can go back to school, at any time. No one would scold him if he came home late, because he lived alone.

"It's a little lonely, but how else," he said with a smile.

As soon as he reached the school gate, a man appeared to run towards him. "Are there still students in there?" he asked with a breath of breath.

Monic blinked his eyes a few times. "Yes ... All the students have come home from that."

The man looked disappointed, anxious, and tired. Maybe he had been running since then, and the thing he was looking for was not here, the woman thought.

Helping her would not reduce anything, right?.

"Who are you looking for, sir?." Monic asked politely. Perhaps, he knew the figure he was looking for and could find it.

I can go home.

The man smiled, very happy to find someone willing to help him. "The name is-"

...(☆▽☆)...

"Alfred yes ... About where the hell is the boy?, "his grunt so goes into the house. Choosing to sit down for a while before going to clean up, Lesya stared at the ceiling of her house.

"Bring first, eat, that abis goes to the neighboring school. Okay sip, so be it," he said, then stood up and intended to go take a shower.

His phone rang several times, but he didn't hear it because he was in the bathroom. As soon as he came out and checked his phone, notifications of missed calls and direct messages filled the screen.

"Well, what is this?."

The girl smiled, I don't know who. _________________________

Kailas

Online

~Lesya

17.59

~Oi

17.59

...Missed call...

~Lift my phone, this is important.

18.00

...Missed call...

~It's hard if people are busy.

18.00

...Missed call...

~asli anyway, pick up the phone from the commoners is difficult huh. I am a shameless commoner. I am so self-conscious.

18.01

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Lesya smiled. "Hadeh, this man is complaining mutely. Thrown with a physics book that is five hundred pages thick it seems very steady," he said then put his phone on the bed.

The girl quickly put on her clothes then went to the kitchen to make food.

"alright. I have to eat. I really should eat. Going to a neighboring school will drain energy as well as joy. "

Not much was made by the girl. He only made fried rice and opened the package of snacks he had just bought earlier on his way home.

"Hm, as I thought," he said after one mouthful of fried rice was swallowed.

The girl stared at the fried rice slices in front of her.

"It's not good."

Despite making bad comments about her homemade fried rice, the girl still finished her meal. Of course, the snacks that have been opened it remains a favorite food.

"If my fried rice is good, this snack is still a favorite anyway, hehe."

Lesya stared at her cell phone screen. There, the clock shows the number nineteen, which means it's seven in the evening. He still has to get out of the house. "Why do the schools next door always cause trouble. Grain."

Tidying her cutlery and clothes, Lesya went out and locked the house.

"What walk does a bus take ..."

Lesya didn't just leave. The girl stood in front of the door and went back inside. "My money's still not enough ..."

As soon as he opened the wallet, his face seemed to be in the light. "Ouch ouch, a stark glare. There's got to be a money---"

The fly came out of his pink wallet. The girl was silent for a moment. "Yes, I guess. All right, I'll just walk."

...ರ_ರ...

Monic laid herself on the bed. He was already looking for the student in question, and thankfully, the girl turned out to be just wrongly riding the bus

The girls?

Sure oes. You don't think that I'm gonna get Monic and Alfred to meet, do you?. The woman still vividly remembered the happy look on the face of the man who ran away panting and gasping.

"Thank God it was just the wrong bus ride. I thought he ran away from the house of God."

Monic changed his position. This time, he stared at the ceiling.

"Oh, just remember ..."

Monic out of the room. His body he brought into another room. When he was a child, one of the objects that he thought were not dangerous objects for small children, was kept well by his mother.

One book that looks to be getting eaten by age, seems not to be something dangerous. Monic convinced himself it was just an ordinary book.

As soon as Monic opened the dusty book, one photo fell from inside. The photo seems to be very guarded, because it looks like it was just taken yesterday.

"This is all?. Just one photo why is it guarded so much ..."

The photo was taken, and then he came out of the room. Now she wants to see, what photo until her mother takes care of her so much?.

The light is turned on, Monic chooses to sit in the living room. Several times he blinked his eyes because he felt that his vision was problematic.

"Mmhm---, who does it look like?. I've seen it but where?."

...(⌐■-■)...

"Yes."

The girl sighed. "Ngapain?. What clock is this outside?."

Alfred looked at the girl in front of him cheerfully. "Meet you. Especially her?."

Nalea shook her head, astonished by the young man's reply in front of her. Meet her? Who is he? Goddess luck? Goddess love? A goddess who can bring prosperity? Nong. It was strange Alfred, he thought.

Nalea fixed the location of the hat she was using. She doesn't want her hair getting winded at night, whatever the reason. I don't know, something weird.

Alfred really did not take his eyes off Nalea. He did nothing but stand up and look at the girl, smiling.

"Why the hell?." The girl was very curious about Alfred. He suddenly called and said he wanted to meet. It just so happened that today Nalea was staying at her aunt's house close to the school area on the border.

"You, why did you get out of the house at this hour?."

"You too. You are a girl. It's not good to go out at night, let alone be like this."

If there was a stone around him, Nalea wanted to throw it right on the young man's head. Who wants to see who, who gives advice. Nalea regretted coming out of the warm house and instead chose to meet with Alfred, in a place that was certainly not warm because they were outdoors.

"Willful man, who met there, why even say 'it is not good to go out at night' healthy you?,"sungutnya, do not accept the words of Alfred.

The young man who wore a jacket to minimize the coldness that attacked him was only able to smile. He also did not know, the reason he called Nalea to meet.

"Who, seeing you doesn't matter, does it?."

" He'em. No problem," he said with great emphasis.

The two chose to sit on the swing and stare at the night sky.

An activity that is actually useless but still done by them.

...(・)...

Monic slightly raised both of her hands. There was still some work he had to finish, but his stomach started asking to be filled.

The photo he found was on the table. Totally untouched because Monic was preoccupied with his work.

Although the woman was very curious, her work seemed to not allow her to see the thing she had just discovered earlier.

"Huh ... Hungry, no food, like no food."

His stomach was really asking to be filled. Monic stared at the laptop screen incensefully, then shook his head. " There's no more money. Hadh ..."

"Eh there is, but that's not enough." Monic quickly read his words. He can't say the money's gone. "Said Lesya, words are prayer. I'm a rich man, a rich man ..."

Convincing himself that he was a rich man, in fact made Monic laugh. He laughed in the silence of the night, of course, he was the only one in the room.

"Well, let's go to the kitchen and see what can be eaten!."

There aren't. There really isn't. Monic smiled, feeling that he was going to die.

"There's food. Eat my heart."

The sound of knocking on the door pulls its attention away from the empty refrigerator. "Who is the one who's been visiting these nights?."

The knock became even stronger and made Monic a little afraid. What if it was a thief?

"Where is the thief who first hit the door. Au ah."

Monic peeking out of the keyhole. It's unclear who's standing at the door, but Monic's willing to bet it's a girl.

"Who the hell ..."

"Oh, open the door."

Lesya?!

The girl in front of him smiled. "Hello mother, would you like to eat together?. I brought you some food, all files from the neighboring school. Ah, the food I bought quite a lot, because it's for me too."

Monic stared flatly. "It was written down, Lesya."

The girl smiled, slightly showing her teeth. Monic invites Lesya to enter his house.

"Well, it's pretty dark in here ... You don't have a lamp?" asked Lesya curiously. Unknowingly, the question pierced Monic's heart.

Lesya looked at the conditions inside the woman's house. Clean enough, but the lighting is less. It can be harmful to the eyes if it works under less lighting.

"Mom~. Want to eat some food? Mommy?!."

Lesya approached Monic who was still standing behind her. The woman wiped her tears several times, but still, her tears did not stop coming out.

"I-I'm very grateful Lesya ..."

Lesya tidied up the shirt she was wearing. The woman in front of him was still sobbing, muttering thank you, I was truly grateful.

The girl invited Monic to sit in the living room. "It seems you're busy, huh?"he asked so accidentally he saw a pile of paper on a small table in front of them.

Monic nodded. "I-I'm really busy" he said as he wiped away the tears.

"All the files I have to work on, I bring them home, and then I want to eat. But ...,"unfinished Monic explained the incident, his crying even more so.

Lesya just stayed in place, not intending to interrupt or calm Monic. He let the woman cry until she was satisfied.

Must not have any food to cry gini, thought the girl with a smile.