SEPHIRA

Chapters 7's

The rays of the sun coming in from the cracks of the window did not make a Dave wake up from his dream. He hugged tightly his roll with a blanket covering his entire body.

"Ma," call the well-groomed baby-beak guy in his suit. "Dave hasn't woken up yet?" Ask his wife who is taking care of a daughter who looks just eight years old.

The middle-aged woman snorted. "Huft that child, I've been back and forth several times to his room but still difficult to build mas," complained Sonya, mama Dave.

"So lately, why is he so lazy?" Ask Larry, papa Dave, to his wife. Sonya just sniffed her shoulders.

"After all, I'm leaving now, yes" said Stefi, a little eight-year-old girl.

"Depart equally, yes" Larry said to his daughter. "No pa, I want to go with mang iky aja," declined Stefi.

"Okay baby, let's get mama anter to the front." Sonya and Stefi leave Larry, who still eats his breakfast.

Larry stared at the second floor of his eldest son's room. "Unusually he's like this" murmured Larry thinking of the lazy nature of his son.

Dave used to be a disciplined and cold young man to anyone, even with his own family. But these past few days, Dave's nature has been inversely proportional. In the morning he is always woken up by Sonya and sometimes if Sonya is already furious with her son, it is not imaginary he doused Dave. Lately also somehow Dave's nature is also very spoiled, especially with his mother. Every time there is a little problem, his eyes glazed even to the point of crying.

Sonya once thought negatively about her son but soon she took it all the way, her son the good and responsible young man couldn't possibly do what he thought, Sonya thought.

But back again, no one knows the heart of a person even though his own family.

"Ma wake up again, isn't she going to school? The clock is still sleeping. Flush as usual" Larry told his wife who had just returned from the front.

Just now Sonya was going up the stairs herself was shocked by the voice of her son.

"MAMAAA WHY DON'T YOU WAKE UP DAVE!" Shouted Dave was dashed down the stairs with a terrible condition. Shirt on the button top next door, tie that is still not attached, messy hair and do not forget the shoelaces that have not been tied.

Sonya was surprised to hear the screams of her virgin. The virgin? Hm I don't know. A second later he shook his head to see how his son who was far from Dave who he used to know neatly.

Not much different from Sonya, Larry shook his head to see his son, he tried to hold back the laughter.

"Yet but you're not getting up" Sonya replied casually as she sat in the dining room chair with her husband.

"Papa is confused by the nature of you lately lazy, not neat like a brand, and it's been Dave time you haven't left school," said Larry. "Where's the authority you've been showing, hm?"

Dave who heard his papa talk just sniffed his shoulder while eating bread that had been smeared with jam by Sonya.

That's Larry Miller a famous retail entrepreneur, he's very cold and decisive if it's outside but not with his family. Like now, Larry could not be angry at all with his children, he freed his children to do what they wanted while it was positive and not harming others. Larry is very proud of his son, because some of his restaurants managed by his son are growing rapidly.

"I'm leaving already" said Dave without greeting and then passed out.

"Tidy up first your appearance dear," said Sonya a little scream to hear Dave. Dave just nodded briefly without looking back.

"What's he's having trouble?" Larry muttered inexhaustibly.

"I'm leaving too dear," said Larry rose then kissed his wife's forehead.

Sonya nodded. "Be careful."

...***...

Dave is still at his doorstep tidying up his appearance that looks very far from his personal.

"What if you're still ahead?" Larry's question suddenly made Dave jump in shock.

"Geez," Dave screeched his chest then looked at his cynical papa. "Again waiting for ojek," when Dave came back to button up his uniform.

Larry just slicked his shoulder at the cynical remark from his son then stepped ahead of him to his car leaving Dave. So did Dave who didn't care about his papa who just left.

After looking neat, Dave riding his motorcycle died his palace at high speed. No matter what other vehicle is driving it.

Why am I speeding gini? It must be too late, eight o'clock gini. Dave's inner self glanced at his arlog. Instantly Dave slowed down the speed of his bike.

Arriving at the school area, Dave did not pass the front but the back. Dave put his bike in the back stall where there were many students from the same school as him and also other schools there. Jayakarta High School students who saw Dave's son who was known to be cold untouched in the back of the school were surprised because for the first time Dave was late.

Dave looked at the lazy Juna. "Udah mending we enter this already want the second hour of study, mathematics now," asked Dave to Juna classmate.

Juna was a little flabbergasted at Dave's invitation to him. This is a rare moment that is dear if not accepted, with the spirit also nods agreeably. "Okay cuss."

The two of them went hand in hand with some of Juna's jokes that only Dave responded to ham hem ham.

Arriving at the high wall behind the school they paused for a moment, taking a swing to climb using the existing bamboo stairs.

"Lo first," Dave said a bit to encourage Juna to move forward.

"Don't push either!" Reply Juna insisted because the young man was already upset with him who did not respond to his chatter from earlier.

"Safe right?" Tanya Dave looked up at Juna who was already at the top.

"Safe!"

Hearing that, Dave climbed up to follow Juna and then jumped like Juna did. Dave landed perfectly even though it was a little shrewd because it was the first time he did this.

"Let's go straight to class," said Dave walked first leaving Juna who snorted to see his classmate but still follow in Dave's footsteps.

They walked casually, looking very quiet because it was still a lesson.

...***...

...SPOI NEXT!...

"Ah no mba, I just want it. I'd like to find my friend Fira who works here, but how can I not see him?" Ask Amanda, can Amanda see the waiter sighing heavily.

"I'm sorry I also don't know where Fira, for two days he didn't come in without telling me. I tried to contact him but I couldn't" the waiter said lethargic.

It was Amanda's turn to breathe heavily hearing the servant's words. "Where is mira?" Amanda Mumbled.

"If there's nothing else, I'm sorry mba," said the waiter.

"Ah yes. Mba's making."

After a long pensive thought about the possibilities of the place where he thought Fira was there, Amanda got up from her seat then headed to the cashier to pay for her drink after it walked in and out of her car.

There have been hundreds of calls and messages Amanda sent to Fira's number but the result is the same tick one. Amanda tried to think positively, maybe Fira again had a problem but did not want to share with him, thought Amanda.

Amanda's goal now is Fira's palace, even though she was here yesterday but who knows now that she's in her house, she thought.

Tok tok tok tok

"Firaaa!"

Tok tok tok tok

"Fira is Manda."

Tok tok tok tok

"You're in dalem, right?"

"FIRAQ!"

"Who's looking for you, son?" Seen middle-aged women using a maroon-colored negligee approached Amanda.

"Mom, where is Fira?" Ask Amanda lirih.

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