Secrets of the Former (Love Left Behind)

Thirteen

On the way to the office, as usual Gantari listened to old songs like Mr. Sarif. Initially Pak Sarif felt reluctant and intended to replace it with a contemporary song, but Gantari forbade. He started to like old songs.

"Non?"

Gantari. Changing the direction of the view that had been watching the tall buildings in the direction of Mr. Sarif.

"Today, don't you want to be taken to the hospital?" ask Mr. Sarif carefully. "As for Mr. Darya to go out of the country."

Gantari smiles. His grandfather was indeed going abroad, but his eyes were a lot here. Although very wanted, but he did not want to create problems for his favorite driver.

"No need, sir," she replied smiling.

Mr. Sarif smiled back. Sometimes he felt sorry for his young Miss, to meet his own birth mother had to wait for Sunday.

The conversation stalled as Gantari's phone rang, and an unknown number was plastered on the screen. He did not immediately answer, and stared for quite a long time at the row of numbers, unknown numbers, but not unfamiliar to him.

"Hallo?"

"Hello, Dihyan."

***

Mr. Sarif chose to sit in Kang siomay's chair, while waiting for Gantari to talk to someone in the cafe.

Gantari sat by looking straight at the interlocutor who was silent from earlier. I asked to meet, but nothing has been said since. Gantari had no intention of asking.

"Dihyan?" finally Tiwi made a sound. He who had lowered his head earlier, finally raised his head.

"What's right ..." silent for a moment finally Nevan's mother continued, "You're the son of Irawan?"

Gantari did not react. He just kept watching. Enjoying every movement Tiwi goes awry.

"Answer! Are you really Irawan Ardiwinata's son?" urge Tiwi to get frustrated.

Gantari did not answer again. He just mumbled.

Although only replying with muttering, but it was able to make Tiwi tertiary. Long enough for him to calm down. Then back to speaking.

"Sorry," sobbed again. "I'm sorry for everything I've done to you, Dihyan."

Gantari. He did not expect to get an apology early in the morning.

"Maybe after my mother realized, I could just forgive you."

Tiwi. He did not understand Gantari's words just now, but Gantari had already stood up and left Tiwi without giving him a chance to ask.

"Diyan!"

Gantari turns and finds Lena, a high school friend.

"Lo's really Dihyan, right?" tanyanya sumringah's.

Gantari nodded, then agreed. Lena hugged him for a while, then cheerfully told him and asked this.

"For WA lo, dong." Lena immediately pulled out her phone preparing to type in Gantari's number. "We want a reunion. Later you, I'm in the group."

Gantari grimaced listening to Lena's description just now, but she kept dictating her mobile number, then decided to leave first.

Just got the car driven by Mr. Sarif, Gantari's phone clanking. He checked his phone, and found a notice there.

*Lena Maharani added you

Nevandra Ardiona is out

You are out*

***

"Hi, Nevan."

"Start, again." Nevan immediately glared when Gantari again greeted him who Gantari replied with a sneer.

Shanessa looked at them with an amused look. Then I sketched a shirt.

"Tar, we'll watch tonight. Come along, yuk," Shanessa asked as she recalled her plans later that night.

Nevan turned his head quickly, putting on an uncomfortable expression. So too, Gantari. He looked at her with a horrified expression. "When do I like to watch?"

"If you take that Gantari, go to the playground. Well, that's just how he likes it," Ardi who emerged from the house chimed in. Then he sat on the terrace chair with a cup of Acehnese coffee.

Gantari turned to her uncle and giggled. "Excitingly. More alive," he added later who greeted Shanessa's sneers.

"The coffee that Om brought is not exhausted, Tar? Less, not."

Gantari had not yet answered, Shanessa had been struck.

"Let's try another flavor he said, Pa," then continued, "Nobody likes black coffee anymore."

Nevan glanced at Gantari, while the one glimpsed was just silent sculpting. If this was a group chat, he would have left the group.