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Episode 2
Salsa got out of the cab. He looked panicked. Run towards one of the guest rooms in a three-story boarding house right on the second floor at the corner. Some boarding children even had to be hit by him. Some nagged, some even pulled Salsa's hand to apologize first. Salsa, who did not want to prolong the problem, apologized and then ran up the stairs again.
Salsa stopped right in front of the door of the intended room. Trying to neutralize her own breath that was still panting, then banged on the door while calling Aleta's name repeatedly. The door is open. Aleta looks out with a tangled face while curling her hair. Staring at Salsa who was still trying to catch his breath even though occasionally a few vague sentences came out of his lips.
“Loe relax first, Sa. What's up!” Aleta started to panic.
“Reta-luck.. Reta, Al!”.
“Iya, Reta why?” Aleta held both arms of Salsa. “Now, calm down first yourself loe, take a deep breath, throw it slowly.”
Salsa followed. Trying to neutralize his own feelings by taking a deep breath, then throwing it away slowly. Returning to catch her breath again, but this time instead threw it rough which made Aleta shocked.
“Nyokapnya Reta, caught the police!” says Salsa spontaneously with both eyes glaring.
Aleta was surprised not to play to hear Salsa's sentence without that point. Salsa nodded as Aleta's hands held onto her arms, as if trying to convince Aleta that the news she was carrying was true.
“Loe know from where?!” Aleta still held onto Salsa's arms, and occasionally shook her body.
“Loe doesn't have a TV at home. Look at the news from this morning!”
Aleta stepped inside the house followed by Salsa. Look for a TV remote that turns out to be located on top of a bookcase, turn it on and look for channels that broadcast the latest news.
Aleta sat on the bed with a face expression of disbelief. His cost room is only not too big, making him reluctant to load too many items in it. Anyone who goes into the cost, will be directly faced with the bedroom with the tv hanging on the wall. And if you want to go to the kitchen or just to the bathroom, anyone can walk a little backwards which is directly there is a kitchen side by side with the bathroom in the corner of the room. Kosan that he has occupied almost three years ago, became the most comfortable place for him, to just lie down and forget everything.
News of Reta's forced arrest in the office, leading Aleta to shut her gaping mouth unintentionally. No way Reta looks there. Salsa, who was sitting next to Aleta, grabbed her phone from her bag and opened Reta's YouTube channel. Aleta momentarily glanced at Salsa, shaking her head slowly.
“Loe ngevlog?!” guess Aleta who Salsa immediately answered with a quick slit.
“Gue just want to see the last vlog of Reta, who knows he is desperate to make a suicide vlog that!”
“Be careful by the way, Sa! Just indiscriminate!”
“Yes, we all know, if the Reta just stay the same. While the papi has long gone is not clear where, right?” Salsa tries to remind Reta's story of Aleta. “So yes can he frustrate continue ...” Salsa bit her own lips which Aleta immediately replied with a sharp glance.
Aleta smacked Salsa's lip softly with her own index finger as if giving a signal for Salsa not to continue her speech. Salsa swallowed her saliva, and turned to pay attention to the news that was still airing about the same case. Diandra looked down embarrassed as all the lenses were pointed at him. Both hands were handcuffed and along the way out of the company where he worked, there were several police officers who were ready to stand guard and detained all reporters to poke him with various questions.
“Do we see Reta at her house, Sa?”
“Loe healthy, Al?” salsa asked in a quip. “She Reta, Al, our archenemy from Class 1 High School. The girl who called intending to call Bimo from loe!” Salsa got up from the bed where Aleta was sleeping, and approached the study table. “And now you even want to see the child. I am ogah!”
“But in any case, he's our friend at school, Sa.”
“Sorry, I am erratous! Our enemies in school!” said Salsa while reaching for Aleta's green-handled tongsis hanging on the corner wall of her room. “lagian we have no obligation to see her at her house anyway, the child is not our classmate!”
Aleta let out a long sigh, lying on the bed with both hands behind her head. Staring at the ceiling of his room that has a toy star and moon on the ceiling of the room that if the lights are turned off, will shine brightly. And Aleta likes that. A small gift Bimo gave when the two celebrated their second anniversary a year ago.
“Biyan must be very sad to hear this news,” said Aleta suddenly. I don't know why his mind shot to that guy. The guy who's always been near Reta wherever he's been.
“Gue flavor, no!”
Aleta turned her gaze to Salsa who was slowly approaching and sitting by her feet. Grab the remote and change the tv channel, trying to find FTV which became his favorite show.
“Originally you know, Biyan was forced to be close to the children!” Salsa continued her sentence which had stopped. “If not because both parents have a debt with Reta, maybe Biyan will not be close to the two-faced girl!”
“Utang?!” Aleta frowned, got up from her position and sat against the wall. “Do not origin slander loe, Sa!”
“Gue is not slanderous, Aleta! I heard the conversation myself!” Salsa tried to convince. “Loe remember the incident when you were cooped up in the back shed of the school?”
Aleta nodded quickly.
“Actually that's what happened to Biyan, but on the orders of Reta!” Salsa tone is rising. Emotions are clearly visible in his passionate way of speaking.”Initially Biyan did not want to, but Reta threatened if not done, Biyan's house will be confiscated with Reta.”
“Why not get paid anyway!”
“Crazy loe, Biyan is not a person who is not twisted like Reta!” Salsa swallowed his saliva. “Bokapnya just work as a regular employee in the office, while the debt is very much. I don't know how much, but seeing how Biyan nurutin all the orders of the grandmother attached, I can conclude that the debt is quite large, and use flowers!”
Aleta fell silent. Biyan's handsome face was reflected on his head. With a little long hair almost touches the collar part of the school shirt and always looks neat. Its relaxed style with lips that are still the original pink sign of never touched nicotine. A good face that is in line with his attitude. Not even rarely did Biyan help him secretly without the knowledge of Reta. But unfortunately, although Reta did not know it, but Bimo instead managed to throw a punch right in Biyan's face when he saw the handsome guy, carrying Aleta who almost drowned when swimming was done at school.
“Al, instead of elo like Biyan?”
Salsa's question managed to pull Aleta's eyes towards her. Staring at him without blinking which made Salsa bite her own lips and draw a look in the other direction as if she did not want to see Aleta.
