Rismawanda Violin

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"No, I can't look back. I'm sure, my heart won't be strong enough to hold back these tears if I turn my head," Risma said inwardly as she remained standing tall.

"Risma! Come quickly back! Mr. Tirta has been waiting for us in the hall," said Yudha coming as Risma's savior.

Yudha was there. He had seen and heard what had happened to Risma in the garden.

Yudha called Risma, because she knew that Risma did not want to look back. Risma doesn't want to see Awanda anymore.

Risma, who felt herself saved by the call, immediately walked up to Yudha who was standing straight not far from her.

Yudha and Risma walked back to the venue of the race. But before arriving at the race hall, Yudha invites Risma to go elsewhere.

"Where the hell is this Jud?"

"I'll take you to enjoy a different atmosphere than you've ever felt."

"Different mood?"

"Yes, a different atmosphere that will be able to calm the heart."

"Lho, didn't you say that the Tirta pact wants us back?"

"No, about that I lied to you. I just don't want you to look at them anymore."

"Based on you, how dare you lie to me," said Risma as she pinched the spoiled waist of Yudha.

"Ahhhgg .. is not sick," Yudha said, joking.

"It doesn't hurt his expression."

"Yes it's mode" Yudha said as she ran.

"Eeeh .. Yudha's base is weird."

"Belgroff."

Finally, they reached the place that Yudha meant. After climbing a lot of stairs, they get to the roof of the building.

The view on the roof of the building is beautiful. They could see busy vehicles passing by on the highway. They could see tall buildings that were very luxurious. And they could also see all the very beautiful scenery around this city.

"How's Risma? Is the view interesting?"

"Good, it wasn't in vain that I took you up the stairs."

"But Yudha, how do you know that the roof of this building can provide such a beautiful view?"

"That's .. that's because ...."

"Because what? Don't tell me you ever climbed on this roof without my knowledge."

Yudha was silent while grinning the horse. He showed his white teeth neatly lined up.

"Don't you just grin, Jud. Quickly tell me, where do you know that this roof has a beautiful view. Tell me honestly, watch out if you dare to lie to me," Risma said threateningly.

"All right, all right, I'll tell you that I've climbed alone onto the roof of this building. Not just once, but hundreds of times I've been on this roof."

"Hundreds times? Didn't we just come to this town for the first time, Yudha."

"Don't be confused like that, Risma. You forgot, if I'm a transfer boy from another school, come to your school."

"Oh yes, I forgot that you came from this city," Risma said with a grin.

"Who said I came from this town. I didn't come from this town, Risma. Why did you forget where I came from anyway" Yudha said in a frustrated tone.

"Geez, why am I so sad like this?" ask Yudha again.

"Well, why do you go up to this roof so often if you're not from this town. How do you know this roof, if you don't come from this town."

"That's because I've been with you for a lot of traction in this building."

"What transaction? Don't-don't ...."

"Ih, that's it. Stop your bad thoughts about me. The transaction I'm referring to is, the payment between the tenant and the building owner."

"meaning?"

"Risma, I mean that. This building belongs to my papa. Already, don't think much more. We come not to argue, but to relax."

Risma did not answer. Actually, he was shocked by what Yudha said. It turned out that this very large building belonged to Yudha.

No guard should forbid him to go up. Because the guard had already recognized Yudha as the son of the owner of a luxury building that was always rented for various important events.