Desmala Gralind
Crackle

Indonesian language lessons are just beginning. Everyone listened well to the explanation of the teacher who taught.

30 Minutes later....

"Good children, from the mother's explanation earlier. I'll split you into groups and make papers. Present in front of the class tomorrow"

"What group is Mom? mother who gives or we share?" ask Haura.

"Mother to share" replied the teacher.

"Rakha, Haura, Affan, Zayyan, Dira, and you Zizi" said the teacher.

"That has not been part, enter the group kevin"

Back home, Rakha, Haura, Affan, Zayyan, Dira and Zizi gather in the parking lot.

"So where are we going to do our job?" ask Haura.

"At home you're dir" affan proposed.

"Can't, mama I'm again with her friends at home" Reply Dira.

"Your house is Haura" said Dira.

"Otherwise, at my house there's a bang on me! there he can disturb us to learn" Haura replied.

"Affan, why not in your house" said Dira.

"Don't stay home, far away"

"Zayyan?" Haura.

"Don't haura, you know my family right? you will not be comfortable" said Zayyan. Haura forgets that Zayyan is a broken home child. Whenever he was at home all he heard was the quarrel of his mother and father.

"Oh yes"

"Your house is just zi" Affan said.

"My house?" ask Zizi.

"Yes, you're a new kid. Let us also know your address" Affan replied.

"Hm I can"

Zizi's house, they were astonished by Zizi's house. Very luxurious and elegant.

"This is your house?" ask Haura.

"Yes, let's go in!"

"It's huge" Zayyan said.

"The rich man, Zizi" is Affan's bitch.

"You don't remember what, her name is queen, yes when queen lives in our kayak house" said Haura.

"Hehe yes too"

Inside the house, Zizi invited his friends to sit in the living room.

"You guys sit down first, I'm ready to drink first" said Zizi.

"okay"

Rakha and her friends sat in the living room. They looked around and were immediately amazed by the furniture in the house that if you look at it can guess the price is very expensive.

However, Rakha's gaze came to a halt on a large photo displayed on the wall of the living room. There is a picture of a couple who seem to love each other.

Rakha's gaze, fixed on the man in the photo. It's like he's seen it. But Rakha forgot where.

"Who is that guy?" inner Rakha.

After returning from Zizi's house. Rakha was sitting by the lake again, still trying to remember who the man in the photo was. Why is her face so familiar to Rakha.

Suddenly an incident occurred in his head.

"That's right, the man who was in that place" Rakha said, recalling the middle-aged lung man who had spoken to him at the scene of the Mala accident.

"It turns out he's Zizi's father, what a coincidence" Rakha said. Who thinks that destiny is playing tricks on him.

On the other hand, there was someone watching him from a distance.

"It looks like he's starting to get suspicious, I have to act fast" he said.

At Rakha's house, rakha sits on the balcony of her room. He kept staring at the house in front of him. The house looked dark and uninhabited. Mala's parents are in America. Mala doesn't know where she is now.

"Your house is dark, Mala" he said.

Bruckk

Rakha was shocked by the sound of objects falling from the lower floor.

"Whatis that? papa is still out of town" Rakha said.

"What do not-do the thief" terka Rakha.

Rakha immediately ran downstairs. He saw a black shadow.

"Who are you?" rakha.

Hearing Rakha's voice, the figure immediately left. Rakha immediately ran after him. However, Rakha lost track.

"Where is he?"

"Who the hell is that? what is really maling?" think Rakha.

Because I no longer found that figure. Rakha returned to her house. And the figure that had been hiding came out and looked at Rakha who was starting to move away from him.

"We'll meet again, when it's all over" he said and left.

***

The break was over about 15 minutes ago. But Zizi still faithfully sat in the canteen. Not without reason, he was busy with something very important on his laptop.

Meanwhile, Rakha who was told to take a book in the library for subject matter. He accidentally saw Zizi who was serious with his laptop. It seems that the girl is upset but Rakha does not know why the girl is upset.

"Disclaim him here? instead of going to class even play laptop" said Rakha bobbing head with Zizi attitude which is clearly visible if he was skipping lessons.

Rakha approached Zizi, with a stern look he stood in front of Zizi's table.

"Gapain you?!" one question Rakha makes Zizi a brat and reflexes directly close his laptop.

"Racha?" zizi said in shock.

"What are you doing here?" zizi asked, instead of now the lesson hours Rakha should be in class. Not in this cafeteria and caught him.

"I should be the one, what are you doing here? the lesson has begun! you're playing laptop here!" said Rakha staring cynically at Zizi.

"Yes sorry, but don't be so cynical! afraid of tauu" said Zizi looked down rakha's gaze really makes him feel intimidated.

"Yaudah, come with me now!"

"Yes" Zizi can only obey Rakha. He did not want Rakha to return to scold him, because it was very scary.

"What do we do to the perpus?" ask Zizi.

"You swim" Rakha replied.

"Ohhhh swimming" Zizi replied innocently. Until then he realized with Rakha's words.

"But why swim in the perpus? is there a swimming pool?" ask Zizi.

"Yes take the book Zizi, he did move abroad but this problem just has to be explained in great detail! since when do people want to swim in the perpus!" reply Rakha, he massaged his dizzy temple with Zizi's behavior.

"Now! take it!" said Rakha gave a stack of package books to Zizi.

"Berat Rakha" he said.

"There go! I also brought more of this!"

Rakha and zizi enter the classroom. They shared the book with their friends in class. When they finished, they returned to their seats.

"How can you be with Rakha?" ask Dira. He remembers very well if Rakha is out of class by herself. Then where can he meet Zizi.

"So I was caught with rakha again playing in the cafeteria" Zizi replied.

"Some of you are! why try to use all truant events?" ask Dira while opening the package book that has been shared.

"I'm looking for buk_" suddenly Zizi stopped her saying.

"From buk_ what?" ask Dira.

"Ah nyari buk Siti, yes nyari buk Siti" replied Zizi.

"How else are you looking for Siti's canteen keeper?"

"I'm a laper, so I want to eat"

"It wasn't eating, it was resting hours"

"Yes, I'm hungry again"

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