The Winged Angel

60. Strange gurgle Rey.

Silent gripping. Tiara did not reply. His forehead began to be filled with hair - sweaty hair a sign that he was being hit by fear.

" Why shut up, then,?" 

Tiara jumped in shock as I made my voice again. He tried to keep avoiding my eyes.

" Tiara,"

" Huh, huh,? "

" What is your relationship with that guy,?" I asked again with my eyes fixed on Tiara deeply.

" Oh, that. Me. I, we're just friends. Do you know where I know him from,?" he asked back.

I pointed at my face.

" This, all this because of him. Yesterday I saw him get in your car, and then I followed him" I replied.

Tiara glared, she looked even more panicked.

" It can be told how you can be friends with someone like him. Not that you're the kind of person who likes to choose - choose friends."

" So, you're just here to ask me that, then,?" Tiara tried to seem calm.

I was breathing heavily. I know he's trying to cover up something that I've already smelled.

" Tiara, you better be honest. Than I'm the one who found out for myself. You can't just happen to know him. I also heard from your ART, said you want to change schools,? Why?" many intimidating.

Tiara's getting cornered. He seemed to have trouble finding the right reason. 

" How do you shut up, ? What is the reason you want to change schools. Not a gig ya, undaunt the class exam," 

Tiara sighed, her face growing pale. Not a second did I take my eyes off her.

" My-s.." Tiara's eyes began to glaze over. 

Looks like I managed to tear down his defenses. A few seconds later, she started crying. 

" Why are you crying,? Am I saying the wrong thing or are you crying about something,?" 

I try not to be lured by her cries. I get rid of the pity that comes - suddenly burst. 

" You're crying like this, the more I think you're right about," 

" Dion," he said.

" Yes," I said.

" I want to change schools because he keeps terrorizing me, he keeps blackmailing me. I can't take it anymore, I feel threatened," Tiara said with a sob.

" Who is he,?" my forehead wrinkled.

" Gilang, the guy in the video, the guy you saw yesterday," 

What Tiara was trying to say. Is he making a scenario, so I don't think badly of him.

" I don't understand what you mean. One thing I'd like to ask you, are you the brains of the Dea case, then,?" tanyaku is full of emphasis.

Instead of answering, her crying became - so. I'm getting madder at him. I clutched Tiara's shoulder tightly.

"Jawab Tia, did you ask that jerk to harass Dea,?" I snapped in anger while shaking his body.

He shook his head slowly. 

 " It's not me, I have nothing to do with it" he replied in a trembling voice.

I removed the grip from his shoulder. My head felt dizzy, for a moment I was kneading my temples to relax my mind. I have to make him confess any way.

" Why do you dodge Tiara, everything is clear. You don't try to fool me" I jolted angrily.

" I swear, Dion. I'm not involved." he said.

" What was the reason for terrorizing you, then,?" I'm getting angry.

Tiara sobbed, unable to bear to see her I took the tissue on the table and thrust it at her. It's free to talk to her at a time like this. I chose to sit for a moment in the lounge chair by the window. My eyes were staring out, the sky looked so bright. 

After a long time, Tiara calmed down. No more crying. I turned my head to face Tiara. The girl was sitting on the side of the bed with her head down.

" I really had nothing to do with the video case." Tiara once again denied my accusation.

I took a long breath. Then get up from sitting, put your hands in your pants pocket and go to him.

" If you have nothing to do with the case, then why did you get in touch with that guy. It's not you being friends with someone like him," 

" I will tell you, but after that you must promise to help me from the threat and terror of the Gilang," Tiara pleaded.

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DEA

Dion didn't call me from last night. I didn't see him this morning either. Even during the break he didn't come to my class as usual. 

" Rey," I called Rey who was walking towards the basketball court.

He looked, I ran to him.

" Where's Dion, huh,?" I ask with a breath.

" He didn't come in" Rey replied.

" Not come in, right, ? Why,? Dion's sick,?" 

Rey scratched her head, her face looking confused.

" But not bad, at most the child is lazy to go to school," 

Why didn't Dion tell me he was sick. But this morning I saw the bike in the parking lot. Or I just mislooked.

" O yeh, I'll go to school and I'll go to your house. Yes, yes" I said.

" Huh,?" 

Rey scratched her head back. 

" Well yeah, I'll go back to school and I'll do some futsal practice" he said, feeling bad.

" Oh, that's okay. I go alone." I replied.

As soon as I was leaving, Rey blocked my hand. I looked back at him in wonder.

" Hemm, Dion's fine. I don't think you need to go home," 

There's something strange about Rey. He looked like he was hiding something.

" That's yes. I'll try to call him later, because from last night he didn't call me at all. My message hasn't been read either." 

Rey nodded - nodding with a stiff smile.  His attitude is suspicious.

I think futsal practice was Rey's only excuse so I wouldn't go to her house. 

Throw the school I followed Rey, see if she's Futsal training or not. Unfortunately, my guess was wrong. It was really futsal training.

" Am I going to Rey's house."

After thinking about it, I decided to just go to Rey's house. I'm curious about Dion's situation. What if he was sick like that. 

The taxi drove me to Rey's. After getting off the taxi I went straight to the gate and pressed the bell. 

" Who's Nyari deck,?" ask the security guard who opened the gate for me.

" His dion is there, sir,?" 

" Not yet to return to the deck" replied the security guard.

" Where haven't you come from, sir,?" 

The guard was astonished by my question.

" Yes from school is the deck, Den Rey also has not come home. Most soon also arrived, if you want to wait inside." 

I'm flabbergasted. Rey says Dion didn't go to school because he was sick. Rey tried to lie to me.

" It's not like Dion's sick, sir," 

" hurt,? The guard's forehead was wrinkled. "  Maybe you mean sick of being beaten up like that?" 

" In.. beaten up how does that mean sir,?" I gasped at the guards' words.

It's worth Rey's suspicious attitude, it's what she's hiding from me. The security guard said that the sound of Dion's motorbike was heard behind his back.

I turned around, Dion looked surprised to see me. I was even more surprised, seeing Dion in the school uniform. Then this morning I didn't see the bike wrong in the parking lot. 

So he skipped school, huh,?.

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