
"Fiza, Mita, Nadia, First off. I was invited to the question"
"Yes ati-ati!" sahut Mita while focusing on the phone perched in his hand.
"Only Dita go where he told ati-ati" said Dita plain.
"Yes, say you know on the road you're in an accident"
"Astaghfirullah Mita, you are a sinner. Speech is prayer, well do not let deh" said Dita shook her head to feel bad with his best friend this one.
"Yes yes. Sono lo went home, in searchin sama mami. Basic child mami." pouty Mita averted her gaze at a glance looking at Dita who was scratching her gulp confused.
"Ih.. Mita, Dita is not a mother child" Dita said as she stepped out of the basketball court while stomping her legs irritated.
"As far as you are," muttered Mita slightly shouting.
Fiza and Nadia who saw the two girls fighting each other, only shook their heads. Understandably, it has not been a fight of mouth for long.
"Gue first also yes Za, Ta" he said.
"Yes" said Fiza and Mita together.
Nadia carried her backpack and stepped into the parking lot. "Bye" Nadia waved her hand in reply to a wave of hands also by Mita and Fiza.
Mita refocused on her mobile phone. Sending a short message to her mother, she was late to come home because they were on the sidelines. Waiting for Vino and Reza finished changing clothes on the basketball court (in-door).
"Em Ta" said Fiza a little confused saying this to her best friend.
"Why?" mita looked at Fiza.
"Temenin me"
"Where are you going?" asked Mita curious because at this hour Fiza already wants to go home, if there is no other activity other than waiting for her brother.
"Gue wants to look at Aril" said Fiza hesitantly.
"Congratulations Aril?. Why not," said Mita.
"Well, if you don't want to, I can go by myself" Fiza tightened the bag perched on her back and immediately stepped out of the basketball court.
"Eh.. Uh, where are you going?"
"Ta.. Aril tuh temen our classmates, friends time is not jengukin anyway" sumpul Fiza.
"Okay fine!, we're looking at Aril. But before that, you let me go with Reza and Vino!" he complied with Fiza's request.
"Got ah!" reject Fiza. Fiza knew for sure, that Reza would not allow it even for a moment.
"Why?" he asked.
"Lo know yourself, bang Reza tuh sometimes possessive if already already darling, could he wanti-wanti me"
"Yes too, sometimes Reza is funny if it's possessive!"
"Why talk about him anyway. Udah yuk, hunt finished them" his grunts. Fiza pulled Mita's hand.
"Wait a minute, do you know Aril's address?,"
"Ga is also hehe…"
"That's why I can ask for Aril Mita's data"
"Yes yes"
"Udah yuk"
*****
The two girls were at the door of the big house toast in front of him, with Mita who was cursing upset because the woman kept pulling him.
Tok…
"Assynolajet. Excuse me" said Fiza knocking on the door to her face.
"Za.." murmured Mita.
"Udah lo diem aja," said Fiza.
"Waalaikumsalam" The middle-aged woman is seen opening the main door.
"Tante" greeted Fiza kindly revealed a beautiful smile on her lips.
"Fiza, Mita." Aril's mother was surprised to see two girls standing on the doorstep. Not what, the two of them had not visited his house for a long time and it was only their childhood.
"Tante knows our name, did we ever meet?" asked Fiza astonished, astonished it felt like the first time I met the woman.
"Ah yes, Aril never told his mother about his friends at school" The woman already knew why Fiza did not know him. Because before Aril entered Wilson's school, the young man had told him what Fiza had suffered so far, that he did not know her.
Fiza circulated her gaze, sweeping through every corner of the mansion. Already from earlier he had already felt strange about the house where he was standing at this moment. The girl felt familiar with the mansion. But who was the middle-aged woman before him??
Fiza held her head, dizzy "Aww"
"Fiza lo why?" tanya Mita holds Fiza's act.
"Aw.." cried Fiza.
"Bring here Ta"
"Yes aunty"
"Gue gapapa, you don't have to worry"
"We're going home"
Fiza shook her head "No" he said with great emphasis "Our aunt wants to see Aril."
Mita and Aril's mother looked at each other.
"Jaudah Aunt take you to Aril's room!" said his mother Aril stepped towards the second floor where his son's room. Fiza and Mita follow the woman, with Mita leading Fiza.
*****
"Eh..wait a moment, Mita SMS!" reza said while staring at his cellphone that was lit due to the sound of a short message.
"What's he saying?" ask Vino.
"They both went home,"