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"Lo didn't stop by?" Clarissa's first question sentence after a long time they both kept quiet. While delivering Vina first they did not chat more, the interaction only occurred between Vina-Kanya and Vina-Clarissa. No conversation flows accidentally between Kanya and Clarissa.
Kanya shook her head, her head remained staring straight ahead, usually even though she did not stop by the woman would still stop her car right in the yard of her best friend's house. But this time, he seemed reluctant to enter and just stopped in front of the fence. "Gue forgot to rub clothes for the night."
"Ohh, have fun?" Clarissa removed her seatbelt and opened her backpack. Take out a book with a black cover and write his name in black on white paper. "Bay the way, this is Siska's grille for tomorrow's test."
Kanya grabbed it and immediately put it next to him. "Thank you."
"Lo still mad at me?"
"It's a habit." Answer without looking. "What time does the concert start?"
"Gue take a taxi online."
"Ck," Kanya looked at him. "Responded, what's so hard?"
"Eight o'clock starts, half-eight hours must check the ticket to enter." Answer it with laziness.
"Jaudah down lo,"
"Sorry if I get your teeth together,"
"Whisper Ca, I'm gonna rub my shirt."
"OK okay I'm down." Glancing at Kanya sharp. "Look down dong."
Without the ba-bi-bu Kanya immediately darted away after Clarissa came down and looked at her departure with an annoyed face.
"What the hell, lebay." Bumpukannya to Kanya's car that has been parked in the yard of the house that is still visible from the yard of his house. Clarissa came in after trying hard to open the gate, the destruction of their family for the past made her mother forced to stop all the house workers except bi Siti, making her iron fence look unkempt. Hard, making Clarissa had to take all her calm to open with her hands breaking inside.
Once it opened, Clarissa walked in with shunt steps. Unoccupied door made him go straight in without any trouble to scream. He walked up the stairs, without greeting the occupants of the house. Because she knew there was no one in her house, and bi Siti must be in her room.
"Non Ica,"
Clarissa jerks.
"Bi Siti made a shock," Clarissa went down the stairs approaching the middle-aged woman. "The same old lady Star hasn't come home?"
"Bu Dinda had a sudden patient, but he had gone home. If today's Star has a basketball game diclubnya, maybe the night of his return." Answer bi Siti. "Non Ica wants to eat now or later, let auntie heat up."
"Later on, Ica will take a short break."
"Non good."
Clarissa turned around to continue on her way to her room, the atmosphere of her home was still the same. The difference, this time bi Siti does not explain where the existence of the father. Usually his father had gone home first or took the time to take him home from school. It still feels uncomfortable when in the same house but things are getting different.
Luckily her room did not change, bi Siti kept her room well, locked and even had a chance to quarrel with the woman of her papa choice because she wanted to see all the contents of the room in this house. Clarissa put herself on the mattress, her shoes were removed leaving her socks and full uniform, to remove the vest she used for the exterior of her uniform was very heavy. His eyes looked carefully at the position of the special design on the roof of his room, his father was looking for architecture that was only allowed to design every inch of his room.
Her father was the best before the woman was present.
Twenty-five minutes after Clarissa closed her eyes, her beautiful dream of remembering the happiness of their whole family had worn off. Clarissa blinked her eyes, staring at the clock on the wall in her room which showed at half-six in the afternoon. He got up, grabbed a towel and went into the bathroom, cleaning himself with warm water. He had to shower to get ready.
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At seven o'clock in the night, her mother and sister were still not seen, Clarissa had filled her stomach with fast food made by bi Siti. He sat in his house, waiting for Kanya who had just sent a message to pick him up.
When the black Honda Jazz S CVT entered the yard of his house, Clarissa stood up and entered the house looking for bi Siti. "Bi, Ica go yes, say same mom as the Star if there's anything."
"Oh yes, not Ica." Bi Siti ran from the kitchen when she heard Clarissa's scream. "Who is non?"
"Great joy..." Praise Kanya for seeing Clarissa's sumringah face while putting on her seatbelt.
"Yes dong,"
Kanya looks beautiful wearing a salmon-colored dress with hair that is deliberately stroked. "Why? i'm pretty?"
Clarissa nodded. "Look different, where do you want to date?"
"Gue don't know exactly where?" Shrugging his shoulders. "He just told me to dance and beautiful doang, yes I follow him anyway."
Mood Kanya looks good, she should lose her mind about asking about their feud. Clarissa silently listened to Kanya humming along the dvd in her car, playing her favorite song. Sometimes it is strange, Clarissa and Kanya have different genres, Clarissa with metal genre and Kanya with funny genre, the kpopers. But they keep on telling stories.
"Pick him up first." He bargained while looking at the clock in his hand, "still a few minutes to reach the concert area, the house he deket here anyway."
"Safe." Answer's calm.
The man in a white shirt stood on the side of the road, looking at the watch and occasionally opening his phone.
"That's it, right?" clarissa said spontaneously seeing the figure of the man she knew was close to her best friend. "Where are you guys going anyway? he's so formal in a white shirt, I'd like to make it."
"Anj, marry me." Response to the circus. Kanya stopped her car right in front of the man, saw someone sitting in front of her making her move open the back door and sit down.
"Hi, Edo." Edo smiled faintly, he looked down embarrassed.
"Ca, what time are you back?"
Kanya's question made her turn from an intense gaze to Edo. "But do not know, do not need to be together, I can find a taxi or if my kemaleman will find lodging in the nearest area aja."
"Take care of yourself..." His words when he got near the concert area, quite crowded and almost made Clarissa crowded. "Lo's got the inhaler, right?"
"Bring." Patting his mini-bag.
Kanya hugged Clarissa at a glance. "Gue can't take care of you."
"Yes, this isn't the first time I've seen a concert alone." Clarissa looked at Edo who kept silent, bowing her head. "Your art. I'm saying goodbye."
Kanya feels bad if she lets Clarissa walk towards the big box handing over tickets. But, it was true that this was not the first time she had not accompanied Clarissa to a concert. But as a best friend since childhood, this time Kanya felt something was wrong from her premonition.
The look of regret and did not bear to see Clarissa leave was dissolved when Edo moved to sit beside her, the former place of Clarissa earlier.
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