
...“We are beautiful and fragrant like roses....
...But sharp thorns slowly poked between us.”...
In the toilet, in the toilet,
The woman glared at Ansa. "You can be famous anywhere. But don't you dare to approach Jaroku!"
Right? She was Sari who yesterday was called by the three of them, Inner Ansa.
"I never thought of him as more than a friend. Here I'm just looking for a friend, and Jaro must be like that, too" he replied.
"Oh yeah? Just be careful if you approach her!" snapped Sari.
"His name is also a friend, yes you can dong if I am close to him. Strange as it is" Ansa protested.
"Gee! You see that biscuit" said Sari as she approached the biscuit she had thrown. Then he stepped on and pressed the biscuit using one of his legs.
Ansa's eyes glared at Sari and she clenched her hands together. "You're still sane, aren't you? It was food, and you stepped on it. Do you want that hull of yours I stepped on? Whoi!!" his screeches.
"Come here, grab your biscuits. I'm still stepping on your biscuits, not your body. If you don't stay away from Jaro from today, maybe tomorrow you will get a special gift from my gang" Sari replied gently.
But the softness sounded like a threat to Ansa. Again he met someone like Sharly. Uh! Even their names are not much different.
Ansa just shut up and immediately stepped into the bathroom. He also heard Sari who stepped outside and slammed the toilet door.
In class, in class,
Jaro waits for Ansa at the door of his class, praying for his friend to arrive before his teacher. Suddenly Sari appeared who smiled kindly to herself.
"Jaro!"
"Cari! It was a long time in the toilet, even though it was a bell in" he said.
"Hehe, yes still don't make it cute!" answer Sari. Then his face looks surprised by the behavior of Jaro who became a door guard. "Ro, who are you waiting for?"
"Again waiting for Ansa. He said he wanted to go to the toilet before coming here. Uh, he's just like you. Long time," Jaro replied without guilt.
The mood was silent for a moment. A few seconds later, Sari stepped away to her classroom door. "Sari ...," call Jaro.
"I like the biscuits. But why is it now a swan? Not like before, there are flowers, rabbits, cartoons. And just now, I didn't slam him Ro. I just didn't intentionally nudge him. Me, to class. Bye," Sari's lie.
"Bye," said Jaro.
Without Sari noticing, she had turned her back on Ansa who was standing straight behind her. After Sari leaves, Jaro's eyes meet Ansa's sad face.
"Ansa," he called slowly. Why does he look sad? Did Sari say something that hurt her heart? Or, what? inner Jaro.
But Ansa ignored him, and stepped into their classroom.
Go home to school, please,
Ansa and Jaro have met Deniz in the park. They immediately discussed the photo of Roro. Deniz and Jaro let Ansa sit on a park bench.
"My mother said, the man in the picture was Mr. Roi. She worked with my mother for the promotion of her cosmetic products. But, I don't trust Ro, Mas. Because they were so close when I peeked at them in my mom's room. Hm" said Ansa.
"Yes, Sa. It's not possible to just cooperate if it gets close like that" Jaro replied.
"We were expecting him that the man wasn't our father, Sa. Because yesterday afternoon, suddenly my father picked us up" Deniz said.
Ansa just looked down and looked at her phone screen. "Big, Ro. It's been tracker-mounted by my papa. Now they are both still in their respective companies," he said.
"Yes, Sa. Please keep monitoring their positions! If they go to a hotel or something, just tell the group" Deniz said.
"Ready commander," Ansa replied with a lethargic face.
"Eh, but. Mr. Roi from the cosmetics company, he seems to be Sari's father," Jaro said while scratching his head. "But, I'll try to chat Sari."
Deniz nodded. "Yes Ro, ask. If that's true, just put him in the group. I'm going to tutoring, it's three o'clock. Bye, Ro, Ansa."
Ansa and Jaro agree with Deniz. Then Jaro refocused his message with Sari.
While Ansa began to worry until her forehead was wet. Huh, huh. Will Sari be included in the group? Geez, what is my fate going forward if I have to continue dealing with him?! his inner.