TRIPLE Z (Zafir, Zafran, Zafira )

Still Remember

"Who is he, Fir?" malik asked looking at Zafir who was busy driving.

"Thifa's boyfriend" replied Zafir flatly.

"Continue?" sahut Devan's.

"I'm just curious. I've been walking a few times with other girls" replied Zafir.

"I myself also kepo Ama cafe earlier," continued Malik.

"I feel like something's wrong" Devan said.

Zafir fell silent at the debate between his two friends. He focused on driving because the road was getting stuck

"Cock tumbens, huh?" devan said as he looked to his left right trying to figure out what was happening.

Their conversation about Satriya and the cafe instantly turned to the streets.

"Try on the SS" Devan said.

Malik's hands agilely lit up the SS radio channel, which was famous for news about the streets of both Surabaya and surrounding areas.

The voice of the announcer sounded smoothly greeting a caller.

The caller informed of an accident on the road they were passing. Even the caller also informed the traffic jam that occurred very long, even though there was a medical team and the police came. However, still the traffic jam remnants of the accident have not been able to decompose.

"Pantesan, the truck rolled over like that!" Point at Zafir as they cross the accident area.

It appears there is still a large truck rolled over being evacuated with heavy equipment.

While in front of the truck looks an avanza and three motorcycles lying just like that.

Glass shards and police lines make heavy traffic creep up.

The conditions were exactly the same as the caller told via the SS.

"Wih, horrified," murmured Malik.

"It's like this, it's not like that yet!" Point Zafir at a body that is inserted into an orange bag.

"Loe's oath, yeah!" malik nagles his best friend's shoulder while shuddering in horror.

"So inget died" Devan said.

Zafir also seemed to exhale big looking at the remnants of the creepy accident.

"We're going home, yeah!" invite Zafir who began to limp to see the scars of the accident.

"Fir, you're not pa-pa, are you?" devan asked worriedly, as if he felt something had changed in Zafir's driving position.

"Elo move aside, huh! Let me change it!" devan's orders.

Without saying much, the young man immediately pulled over at a location he felt was safe.

"Temenin Zafir!" devan whispered to Malik.

As soon as Zafir entered in the back seat, Malik soon followed.

Sure enough, Zafir's body looked limp and limp in the backseat.

The accident reminded him of the condition of Fely when experiencing violence by his parents.

Zafir closed his eyes and covered his face with his right hand. He tried to calm himself.

Malik who was beside him could only monitor without daring to utter any words.

***

"Fir," call Malik to finish the course. Today he deliberately waited for Zafir in front of the class because there was something he wanted to convey.

"Tumbens? What's up?" tanya Zafir stood next to Malik.

"I go first, yeah Fir!" pamit classmate Zafir.

"Well, I go first!" pamit Fara without customs at all.

"Don't be flirtatious, ntar elo kecantol continue to hang him nyahok Lo," exclaimed Helen close friend Fara.

Fara chuckled at the words of her friend while Zafir only smiled a little without feeling offended.

"We'll pull it off!" take Malik impatiently.

"What the hell is it?" asked Zafir curiously.

"Have you followed!" malik said as if not to be denied. This time the power was in his hands.

Zafir also resignedly followed Malik's steps to the parking lot, but usually he prayed Zuhur used to just go home or eat in the cafeteria.

Today Zafir left in Malik's car. Of course by being picked up half forcefully. He resigned when Malik asked him to come in.

On the way, Zafir just fell silent and said nothing. Malik also seemed not to bother his friend who was fasting to talk.

It turns out Malik took them to a building that only looked very old. However, it still looks beautiful.

Seen in the front yard various types of shade trees decorate, adding to the impression of shade.

Zafir only asked inwardly about the owner of the ancient house because to ask directly to Malik he was still reluctant.

"Comeout. There's someone waiting for us inside" Malik said.

Zafir came out, obeying all Malik's will.

"Who's waiting for me in a place like this? murmured Zafir in the heart.

Without paying much attention to the surroundings, Zafir entered the house.

Malik who was in front of Zafir opened the door.

"Surprise," cried some of the people inside.

"You guys!" pekik Zafir was upset.

Zafir looked at Darren, Wanda, Devan and his gang as well as Hadi sitting around a giant wooden table. The new size Zafir sees today.

"Sit down!" devan said in a command tone.

Zafir with a long breath, indicating he was upset with his friends.

"Whose house is this?" asked Zafir after he calmed down.

"My house" Devan replied calmly.

"Isn't it the sister's house in the elite complex?" asked back Zafir looked at Devan in astonishment.

"This is my childhood home. If you don't believe me, look to the right of the fence you will find a small puree for us to pray for," Devan replied clarifying the ownership of the house.

Zafir was silent enjoying his mistake. He felt less careful when entering this ancient house. He didn't even see the puree Devan mentioned.

Zafir beralih ke Devan mengangguk pelan, menandakan ia mengerti, hanya sampai di situ. Selebihnya ia akan cari tahu sendiri.

"Do you want to force me like this?" ask Zafir to the point.

He seemed convinced that the unforced kidnapping of him today was the result of their conspiracy. Friends she had since toddler.

"Hmmmm," Daren seemed hesitant to say.

"Tell me!" zafir's word was impatient because in his brain had been composed many plans for today. However, he had to fail because Malik who picked him up at home, forced him into a car.

"We're off to Bali in the afternoon!" said Darren staring at Zafir.

"Aiisj," cried Zafir in shock.

"You guys, go to Bali continue with my condition that is like gini?" zafir shouted down.

"Now, Umma will not be ngizinin," argued Zafir.

"Who said? Tomorrow's weekend. We know, really. Elo there is no event at the pesantren on the weekend" said Malik.

"Now, the suitcase contains all the clothes and necessities of the elo!" said Darren dragging a large suitcase of navy color.

"Can you, it's in your hands?" zafir asked in astonishment, this time he was really like a bego who knew nothing.

"What do you think?" ask Darren.

"Well," cried Zafir annoyed.

Zafir realized if the suitcase was in their hands can be ascertained both parents know.

"Experience, it turns out they're conspiring. What's their plan?" murmured Zafir in the heart.

"Mending elo worship first! Abis it will be noon before cus to Juanda. Our plane is at 3pm," Devan said showing the bathroom and room Zafir could use.

"You guys are too," Zafir said to the bathroom.

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