
Zoya enters the house, Sepi penetrates her already broken heart in addition to her loss of honor.
"Non's home yet? " bi Iyun approached Zoya who was standing in front of the door. The girl regained her senses from her daydream, forcing to smile.
"Yes bi, just got home" said Zoya.
"yu eat first, auntie ready yah"
Zoya did not answer, the girl walked over to bi iyun, then hugged him from behind.
At first Bi Iyun was shocked, but quickly in control of her shock by rubbing Zoya's hand that was coiled in her stomach. Bi iyun knows how Zoya feels now. Since Zoya was little bi Iyun has been nurturing Zoya, it can be said that Zoya has more time with bi Iyun than with both parents.
"BI..... if Zoya does something big wrong, will Iyun hate Zoya? " ask Zoya. Bi Iyun turned around, looking at the girl who was considered like her own child, on her swab Zoya's tender cheeks affectionately.
"No matter how big the mistake of the lady, bi Iyun will always love miss. Miss Zoya will always be my favorite lady"
Zoya smiled bitterly at him, maybe bi Iyun could say that because bi Iyun did not know what mistake Zoya did.
"Will mommy equally papa say the same as that? " thought Zoya. Recalling the incident when Zoya's grades dropped, Zoya's father and mother nagged Zoya, even the girl was accused of not learning well.
"Bi... thank you" said Zoya again hugged bi Iyun while sobbing.
"Miss don't cry, already, now we eat first well" persuaded bi Iyun lead Zoya to the dinner table, then serve Zoya's favorite food that has been prepared bi Iyun earlier.
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Like a broken ship, the music room Azlan made to party with his friends after winning a basketball game. Airaya did not believe what he saw.
"Oh my goodness!!!!!! " shouted Airaya stirred the thump. On his way to Azlan's room,
Brak~ Azlan's room door slammed hard. Azlan who had just closed his eyes was shocked
"Oh brother... can be polite no matter what! " said Azlan snapped.
Airaya did not care about it, she instead stepped closer to Azlan who was sitting on the edge of the bed. Airaya swiftly pulled Azlan's ears hard until Azlan complained to the sick.
"Ouch ahhh, Brother Ai, it hurts!!! freelancing"
"Gue won't let go before you clean up my music room!!! " say Airaya is full of pressure.
"That's a music room that belongs together" Azlan said in self-defense.
"Just keep cleaning after making it all messy!! "
Azlan rubbed his flushed ears, with his mouth snarling forward Azlan inched towards the music room.
"Awas aye if the music room is not clean as before" cried Airaya came out of Azlan's room, but turned to his room.
"Yes yes bawel loe" muttered Azlan.
Azlan shuddered at the room that could not be said to be like a room anymore. Canned beverage containers scattered where where. Peanut skin scattered, chair seat uncertain location.
"Indeed like a broken ship" Azlan chuckled, then began to clean it. At home Albisyam there is a housekeeper, but the mother teaches her children to be more independent and responsible.
For 30 minutes Azlan finished cleaning and tidying up the music room. "Finally finished too"
Azlan threw his ass on the sofa, the man grabbed the AC remote. Unknowingly, he was asleep there.
"Gosh, instead of sleeping here" Airaya shook her head looking at Azlan already lying on the sofa. Airaya goes to her room to pick up a blanket, then covers Azlan's body with a blanket.
"Basic naughty" grumbled Airaya. After that Airaya left the music room with slow steps so as not to disturb his sister, there are still many tasks that he has to do.
Slowly Azlan opened his eyes, in fact the man came to a realization as his brother enveloped his body. His eyes looked up at the attic. The events in Bali turn around again, Azlan massaged his forehead trying to remember the incident after he and Zoya drank the drink.
"What have we done? " ask Azlan without anyone answering.
"Gue has to ask Zoya? "
"But where could the girl say it, I'm afraid she's reluctant"
Azlan spoke like a madman, proposing then he too was the one who rejected him.
"Am I missing that? " azlan muttered again, he had tried many times to forget the events of that night, but Zoya's shadow without clothes blinded her believing something had happened between them.
"Azlan!, you ngigo? " ask Mother confused to see Azlan talking to himself.
Azlan did not reply, making the group even more confused.
"Azlan!! " call mom a little stronger making Azlan gasp in shock.
"Eh mother, since when was there? "
"You are well, from earlier also mother call not nyahut nyahut nyahut"
"Hehe's sorry mother" chuckled Azlan.
Mother sat beside Azlan, she saw her Son as if he had many thoughts.
"You have a problem? " ask mom. Azlan scratched his nape a sign of having a problem but hesitated to say it. Mother was very memorized by Azlan's attitude.
"Just tell me, who knows you can help" Mother convinced Azlan to talk to her.
Azlan thought for a moment, then fixed his sitting position.
"Mother, if you make a fatal mistake, and the mistake is difficult to complete right, what do you do? " ask Azlan asking for an opinion.
"Hmmm. "mother seemed to digest first Azlan.
"If you make a big mistake, a mistake that is difficult to solve, you will choose to continue to complete it, you will be responsible for what you have done. Something must be a solution, whether it is a sweet solution, or a bitter solution for us to live.it is all a Risk that we must Accept for what we do " obviously mother was long while rubbing Azlan's hand.
"understand? " repeat Mother.
Azlan nodded, he knew now what he should do. Trying to forget the problems that have already happened must be resolved in a good way with Zoya. Azlan should not run away from this matter, let alone take no responsibility for this matter.
"Azlan came out first mother" said Azlan hurriedly greet his mother.
"Eh where are you going? "
"Suddenly Azlan there is a business mother, thanks to the advice of the mother earlier"
Azlan ran out of the house, got into his car and then stuck gas to drive his car.
Arriving somewhere Azlan got out of his car, knocking on the door of the man's house impatiently. Seeing his phone with an address, Azlan made sure the house was exactly the same address he got from the class president.
Several times knocking finally the door of the house was open, his heartbeat racing fast. Azlan convinced himself that this was the right thing to do.
"Who are you looking for? " ask someone Azlan guessed was the housekeeping assistant in this house.
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Who do you think Azlan went to whose house?? is it Zoya's house, or who's home???
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