Swan Cherophobia

Chapter 3 The Sea Eagle

...“I still don't know you....

...But when I see you,...

...It turns out your eyes are staring intently at me.“...

In the car at high speed, Jaro and Deniz were silent to each other, accompanied by sweat that adorned their foreheads. The temperature in the car became indistinct, cold but sweaty.

"Mr Deniz, this is already far from the area of Mr. Loh's house. Looks like Mr. Awi is traveling out of town. Do we have to follow her te—" The driver reminds Deniz and Jaro who are forced to follow their father.

Deniz cut off his driver's warning. "Street on, sir. We have to know how our idol behaves so shamefully!" The driver just nodded and stayed focused.

"Hello? What Ma?" jaro answered the phone from his phone. Before long, he had finished talking to his mother.

"What did you say, Ro? Mom asked us where?" cecar Deniz to him.

"Yes, Mas. I replied that we are still stopping by a friend's house" he replied innocently.

"But I believe, don't you? You can also track our whereabouts. Ow hell! How ya?" deniz said as he massaged his forehead.

Jaro patted his brother's right shoulder. "If trouble seduces mom, leave it to me, Mas!"

In sanggar,

Ansa saw the sanggar that began to be crowded by the arrival of the students and teachers who would train the juniors. Usually, the teachers are called by the name of the brother of the guide.

"Everything! Please fill in the absences! This is for the collection and selection of dancers to take the stage," said one of his guidance sisters.

All members of the sanggar immediately went to the attendance table. They lined up neatly, queuing up to write down their names.

Ansa was still sitting quietly in her place. He felt the force of gravity had pulled him strong enough, so he was very difficult to get up and wait in line.

"Hey, that's right there!" call the elder sister when she sees Ansa who is still transformed into a seated statue.

"Hey!!" call him back, now in his loud voice.

He's a new guy, isn't he? How proud to be a big sister guide? His heart was protesting while cursing the elder brother he had just seen today.

Ansa got up and walked away, but not to stand in line. He stepped towards the guidance counselor. In front of the guidance counselor, Ansa introduced herself. "I'm Ansa. That Mas?"

"You teased me, huh? Get in there quickly!" his words were accompanied by his firm voice.

"Wl!! I just saw Mas here. Okay, if Mas doesn't want to get acquainted," said Ansa who turned around and stepped into the attendance table.

"It's crowded anyway, just relax! Ishi!" his murmur was heard by his elder brother.

"My name is Ranu!! Not Situ (lake)!" snapped it.

Ansa didn't turn her body. He just waved his hand. "Yes, yes Mas Situ, Hahaha!" his banter.

He decided to focus on the book on the table. A ballpoint pen reached him with his right hand, and he wrote his name.

"Najiha Hansaria Hardiyata's. Oh, from the Hardiyata family. So it turns out you are, whose name is Ang-sa?" call it that is added with teasing.

"Eh? Yes, call me Ansa. Kenap—" he answered flatly.

Ranu cut it off. "I Ranu. My full name is ...." Ranu pointed to the writing in the attendance book.

Maheswara Raksaka Ranu Widagda is the name indicated by Ranu. Ansa was amazed to see it. Why is his name not shortened?

"I usually abbreviate it by the name 'MR. Ranu' hehe," he said with a smile.

Oalah, can also jokester Mas Ranu yes, his mind. "So I called mister Ranu, is that it? Haha!" reply Ansa to the joke of her mentor sister.

"Haha! No, not dong. What's wrong, Sa" he replied.

After filling up, Ansa returned to the place where her hermit had been sitting. He stepped there while being accompanied by Ranu's question.

"I'm sixth grade SD. That Mas?" ask Ansa.

Ranu's reply was, "Oh huh? It turns out to be very young. If I were third grade High School. Whoa! Let's both pass!" the cry to Ansa.

What was he saying? Am I still young? Doesn't my look young? ansa's mind with a frown.

On the way,

Deniz and Jaro screeched happily because their car could catch up with his father's car. They are currently in the back of his father's car. However, their car was running increasingly slow.

"What's up, sir?! Why did you reduce the speed? Let's go get that car, sir!" deniz protest.

Deniz's speech was refuted by his sister. "Mas! The driver was right. If we follow right behind him, I'll know we're following him. Besides we can still see the father's position from the phone."

Deniz smiled and rubbed his sister's head. "Okay, commander!"

In sanggar,

Ansa and Ranu are still busy talking. Now Ansa knows that Ranu is from the Widagda family, who are also modern farmers and work in the same company as her father.

"Tadi Mas Ranu said, if more can be in the theater. But right now, how do you train dance?" Ansa grew curious about this talented guidance sister.

"Initially, I was born for theater. I am very happy with the theater. There is a feeling of challenge, passion and the urge to continue learning theater ...," he said in a passionate voice.

Ansa's eyes were wide open as she listened to Ranu's explanation enthusiastically.

"But a year ago, Sa. I met Numada, she was great as a dancer in my school. I asked him to teach me. Even though it's been a year, I've been training with him for a year, still he said that my movements are less flexible, less lemes, the core is stiff, yes" he continued.

"Well, great! Actually the important thing is Mas Ranu still wants to learn, although it takes a while for the learning process. Hehe," Ansa said with a sweet smile.

"Yes, it takes time" Ranu murmured with a look at Ansa's legs.

Tin Tin!

The sound of a car horn was heard from the front of the sanggar gate. Everyone looked up at the car that stopped.

But that doesn't apply to Ansa!

He immediately understood who was coming. As a result, he fled into the manager's house, followed by Ranu.

Jaro and Deniz were astonished by his father who drove his mother's friend to a place like a dance studio.

The driver parked their car near the back fence of the hangar. The fence is made by utilizing vines wrapped around each iron wire. So they can still peek at his mother's friend who got off his father's car.

Click click!

Deniz photographed the moment the female usurper of his father got out of the car with an angry expression.

"Oh, is he angry?" ask Jaro.

"Shh, just shut up, Ro" whispered Deniz.

Behind the house, Ansa searches for a hiding place. His breathing grew louder when he heard the sound of his mother's cry getting closer.

"They!! Ansa naughty!! You dare to skip school huh?!! Ansa!!" The cry of Bu Roro seemed to thrill this sanggar.

Ansa felt her body being pulled and her mouth covered with an adult-sized hand. He wanted to scream, but the shrillness of his mother's voice was much more frightening.

When Ansa did not rebel, then she was turned toward the person who pulled her body. "Ma-Mas, Mas Ranu," he whispered.

"Shh," asked Ranu to be quiet.