SEPHIRA

Chapters 8's

After school Amanda goes to the cafe where Fira works to ask her why she just disappeared without giving her any news.

Twenty minutes had Amanda sitting in the cafe creeper looking for the whereabouts of Fira but no stem nose.

Amanda raised her hand to call the cafe waiter. Someone came with a note and a pen in his hand. "What do you want mba?" Ask the waiter.

"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.

"Oh boy Fira left two days ago. He told me to take care of his house because someday he would come home" explained the mother.

Amanda was silent to hear it. "Go?" Amanda asked her to see what she heard.

"Yes, kid, carrying a big bag."

"Don't you have the number?" Ask Amanda who was answered by the mother. "Not having a son."

Amanda smiled wryly in response. "Yes mom, thank you. Excuse me first" said Amanda, then went to her car and went home.

No one knows that Fira after leaving the city that he thought was cruel, changing his number and social media he never activated. Wrong indeed because it has made many people worried, but for the safety of him and his baby he must do.

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Elsewhere, Fira and Lia have just run out of midwife practice. They left around nine but the anterian pretty much made them have to wait their turn.

It was a little afternoon, the worms in their stomachs were already thrashing asking for rations.

"We go to the front stall first Lia," asked Fira.

"Yes, sister, Lia Laper," lamented Lia made Fira chuckle to hear him.

Fira looked towards him. "It's only been three weeks on deck, so it hasn't been perfectly formed yet. As she ages in her stomach, the bigger she gets, too" Fira explained stroking her stomach.

Aulia nodded in understanding. After arriving at the food stall they immediately ordered it.

"My mother is the same tempe orek and egg balado aja," said Fira. "I am also yes ma'am, samain," said Lia.

"You don't want chicken soy sauce on deck?" Fira asked looking at Lia.

Lia shaking. "Eating chicken later at home, brother, did you buy chicken this morning," replied Lia smiling sweetly.

Lies if Lia is not tempted by the soy sauce chicken in front of her now, but she knows enough about who she is with now. During her life, Lia could still count how many times she ate chicken. His grandmother was only a vegetable seller who earned a profit of little more than twenty thousand a day and he sometimes helped people lift goods and then got a small salary. Lia was grateful to meet Fira, although at first she thought about what she was living with the person later especially in a state of pregnancy. Who would have thought, Fira invited him to try and with the spirit of Lia agreed without thinking about it first. He prayed that with this, his life could change a little.

They eat occasionally chatting. "Lia later we go to the minimarket first yes," said Fira without turning to Lia who responded nodding.

Lia ate quickly as if someone was going to take her food. Just imagine, they only had breakfast and now it's three and a half hours past.

After finishing and paying for it, Lia and Fira walked again to the minimarket on the other side of the road. After standing by the side of the road they saw left right ensuring a new safe state they crossed.

"Cold sister," cetus Lia after entering the minimarket.

Fira smiles. "You're the first one in here?" Fira asked cautiously afraid of offending Lia.

"Yes brother, it turns out that gini is apparently in the dalem," replied Lia a little flabbergasted.

Lia, a fifteen-year-old girl who is forced to grow up by circumstances. As a child he was used to helping his grandmother sell in the market if not school. Until finally after graduating Junior High he quit school because he wanted to help his grandmother and of course because he did not have the cost also to buy school supplies. Unlike other girls who are at the age of just seem to know playing and playing, but not with Princess Aulia who was used to the heavy burden on her back for a wage that might be according to others not much but according to her very enough. He was used to his life like that.

Let alone to enter the minimarket, buy food for everyday only he and his grandmother had to owe half first with vegetable sellers who were either in the market or around his house. Sometimes Uti's grandmother if she is empty of buyers, she will bring the sale for her to cook for herself. There was never a word of complaining that came out of her grandmother's beautiful lips, sometimes Lia thought that she was a burden to her grandmother but her grandmother was always sensitive to her grandchildren, she always said 'don't ever think like that, you're an angel to grandma'.

But to Lia her grandmother's words were wrong. It was her grandmother who was an angel not herself, her grandmother who was that angel. Without her grandmother, Lia might have ended her life long ago.

"Lia you take a little snack yes, because the middle brother of the mall sometimes want to snack," pinta Fira. Fira knew Lia wouldn't take more than two snacks if she didn't talk like that. It was just Fira's alibi so that Lia would take a few more snacks that she wanted.

"Yes, sister" replied Lia carrying a shopping cart.

Fira herself was at the milk stand of pregnant women, choosing which one was suitable for her and took two boxes then switched to the beverage cooler, which was her best bet, not much he took only three medium-sized pocari because considering at home there is no refrigeration.

...***...

...SPOI NEXT!...

"You why the hell son? Do you really like shrimp?" Ask Mr. Larry who had watched his son eat while the food he let go.

"Enak" answered Dave. Just one word came out of Dave's sexy lips.

Who is not confused by that? Once upon a time, the chef at his house cooked a krispy shrimp and when Dave found out it was a shrimp he got angry with the chef and asked him to get rid of the shrimp. Not because of allergies, but indeed Dave never wanted to eat the name shrimp.

This made Sonya squinted her eyes at the eldest child. "Have you impregnated anyone?" Sonya's question is intimidating.

Dave who heard it choked on the crispy shrimp, not only Dave but Larry also glared his eyes at Sonya's words. Stefi who was beside her brother immediately gave her some water.

"What are you saying Sonya!" Larry looked at his wife. But not imaginary he also thinks the same as his wife.

"Yes I just asked you, because I remember when I was pregnant Dave, mas also like that what I did not like suddenly liked and the doctor also said it was the effect of my pregnancy," sonya looked at her husband.

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