Teka Teki One June

PACKAGE STACK

Hearing Venzo's silly question just now, Narra took a deep breath while stroking his chest.

Patience like him is a trial, he said in his heart.

" That's impromptu amnesia or premature senile anyway ? I Narrasya Tiffani sisiwi High School " replied Narra as he advanced his face in front of Venzo.

Now it was Venzo who looked upset.

" That's not what I mean ! where did it come from ? and whose family is it ? " Venzo then drank the capucino that he ordered hoping to reduce his stress when talking to Narra.

While Narra rewinded his head and leaned back on the chair.

" What makes you think I'll tell you? , why else would you want to know ? "

Huh , patient patient said Venzo slowly.

" I used to live in Seoul, my neighbor was a detective and a journalist. They had a daughter named Ana if not mistakenly "heard that Narra frowned.

" His full name is Ana ? " ask Narra

" It's possible "wanted Venzo wasn't sure.

Narra also rested his hands while staring at the man in front of him who was enjoying the capucino.

" Why did you come to tell me the past ? " ask Narra again.

" Because I think you and Ana have similarities.you used to live in Seoul right ? " heard that Narra immediately stood up.

" Never "the answer is quick and hard.

" Buset, relax woii no need to gas, I have just gone home" with an annoyed expression Venzo then walked out.

" Ehh, the change " cried Narra while chasing Venzo.

" Make lo aja "said the master then put on a helmet and drive the sport motor gas.

After Venzo left Narra continued with his reverie.

" Detectives and Journalists ? how can you be a stranger ? "

he was alone in the cafe.

****

Mentari welcomes all humans with its warm rays, unfortunately as warm as the sun for Deska is the same.

Want sunny weather, cloudy or even tornadoes once the reaction remains the same, namely takpeduli.

This morning, he was startled by a pile of boxes in front of the exit door.

" God ! what's going on ? hey who owns that pile of packages ? " it was his shout that made the whole servant gather.

One of them said :

" It was all aimed at the young master "heard that answer, Deska looked astonished.

" Okay, get rid of all those packages !

whatever you want to throw in the grilled I don't care ! " he said as he walked out and headed straight for the car.

On the way to school, Deska gets a message from an unknown number.

" Hi .. Have you received the package ? " ask the sender of the message who is also the sender of the package.

While reading the message, Deska asked who this person was.

Then he decided to pay it back.

" Who are you ? why send a package to me ? and how do you know my cell phone number ? " Reading a lot of questions from Deska made this person laugh.

" I know all about you Deska, don't get your cell phone number. Even pin your door passphrase I know 04736288, right ? " that made Deska even more surprised.

He instantly blocked the number, and disconnected the connection then turned off his phone.

****

While walking in the hallway of 'class, Deska passed Narra.

How not because they are a school.

The two stared at each other at a glance and walked away like they did not know each other.

It did not feel the entire lesson hour was over, all the students were ready to go home.

Including Narra, unfortunately his footsteps were stopped by Yasmin's book.

" Narra wait a minute "cry yasmin's book, and Narra turns right.

" What's buk ? " ask Narra.

Yasmin's buk seemed to calm down after running after Narra. Then give up a book.

" This book can you deliver to Deska's house ? I heard you've been there, please yes ...

This book is very important as well as a lot of work "

Seeing Yasmin's already very tired book, Narra could not bear to refuse.

" Yaudah buk, I will deliver "the answer with a resigned tone.

" Huhh, thank you very much Ra.." said buk Yasmin very grateful.

" yes, it's the same " replied Narra with a forced smile.

connect ...

you think Narra's not going to Deska's house ?