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"Diraa wait for me!" Fiola chased after Dira and Sheila who had already walked out of the classroom.
"Lo mah maen ninggalin aja," said Fiola when stopped next to Dira.
"Hehe. I had another serious conversation with Sheila," said Dira glanced at Sheila.
Fiola looked at Sheila then threw away his face, "Oh," Fiola pulled Dira's hand, "Yes I've come home!"
Sheila just kept quiet as she followed Dira and Fiola walking, she knew Fiola must still be angry with her.
Arriving at the school gate Fiola saw his mother who had picked him up, "That's why I've picked him up, I go home first huh. Bye Dir assalamualaikum."
"Walaikumsalam be careful huh," Dira replied as she waved her hand towards Fiola.
"Walaikumsalam," said Sheila, he still returned Fiola's greeting even though Fiola had not cared about it.
"Hhm Dir, I'm going home too. I've been picked up the problem," Sheila said as she pointed to the driver who was waiting.
Dira nodded, "Yes be careful huh Sheil. If there's anything to do with me," Dira held Sheila's hands together and looked at her, "Just be careful and take care of yourself."
Sheila scrunched her forehead in wonder, why did Dira look so worried about her. Dira is not as usual, it seems like something is happening and he does not know it.
"Why Dir? Anything on?" tanya Sheila who was replied to a soft belt by Dira.
"Nothing. Gapapa," Dira pushed Sheila's body slowly to go home quickly, "Yes already gone home."
"I've gone home, Assalamualaikum" said Sheila, walking with a face that was still wondering.
"Getishalam."
Some time later Siti also arrived at Dira school, of course to invite Dira home together.
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"Thank you Sit," said Dira as she removed the helmet from her head and gave it to Siti.
"Yoi relax."
"Oh yeah almost forgot me," said Siti.
Dira frowned, "Forgot what?"
"So at school, I found a box in my desk drawer. There are also, right?"
"I guess you got that box, too. Yes, I also get the box even Sheila also exists," explained Dira.
"So the three of us got the box that contained the threat. Who would give us that?"
Dira shook his head weakly, "Gue doesn't know either. But don't tell Sheila, the box in her desk drawer I took before she came."
"So you don't want to tell Sheila about this?" ask Siti.
"So. Let's make it all right. I think the person who sent the box was the one who cheated on Fay. He knows we're trying to uncover the truth about Fay, so he's nagging us" Dira said.
Siti nodded her head in understanding, "Yes the hell I thought that too. But how does he know about our purpose?"
"Not far away, the person must be a resident of SMA Cahaya village. He knows about me again, this is a very bad man," continued Siti guessing.
The two of them were silent for a while still thinking about who the person who had sent them the box was.
"Lo there isn't, the person you think you are?" ask Siti.
Dira squinted his eyes, "Hhm nothing."
Siti sighed weakly and turned on her motorbike, "Yes, I went home first. We'll talk again."
"Yes go home sono. Your stomach has been the sound of what I've been hearing."
"I'm not sensitive anyway lo, whereas from earlier I was waiting for lo nawarin to eat but not in bargain. Want to buy fried rice made by mother but the stall is closed," said Siti while chuckling softly.
Dira rolled his eyeballs, "Umi was tired of masakin lo at home. Eat outside."
Siti wiggled her index finger, "No no no, even though I ate outside but I went home to eat again. Cuisine umi tetep number one."
"Where's the occult voice from?" said Siti while turning her face to and fro.
"This is the man" said Dira pointing to Nana who was standing next to him.
Siti lowered her head to look at the boy whose height was not up to Dira's waist.
"Owalah Nana apparently, sister Ti thought tuyul loh was Na," said Siti with a pretentious tone of surprise.
Nana just glanced at Siti cynically and turned to look at Dira with a cute smile.
"Sir La, pay ama na yuk (Kak Dira play sama nana yuk)!" said Nana while tugging on Dira's skirt.
"Well I'm in the nuts ama bocil o my god," said Siti while stroking her chest.
Dira slightly bent his body and pinched the boy's cheek in a fit of anxiety, "Nana wants to play with La's sister?"
"Yes," said Nana, nodding funnyly.
"Have I come home, no one will notice me here" said Siti full of drama.
Dira laughed crazily, "Haha whatan dah lo, have gone home sono continue to eat later stomach pain again."
"Yes yes. Yes, I went home first Assalamualaikum."
"Moskalamic. Be careful!"
Siti buttoned her thumb, "Yoi. Nana's ugly drug. Ngeeenggg."
Dira was concerned to see the behavior of his best friend then looked at Nana who was waiting for him to play.
"Yes, we've entered Nana!" said Dira holding Nana's small hand.
"Ottay."
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The next day, Gibran was standing in front of Light High School. His head was flailing to and fro looking for someone. With Fay's cell phone in his hand, he stood there. Waiting for the presence of the girl who had visited her daughter the other day was Dira.
But ten minutes Gibran waited he never saw Dira. Until finally he decided to leave the phone with one of the students passing by.
"Excuse me, son, may I ask you a favor?" gibran said to a disciple.
"May om, what help?"
"This is what you know of a student named Dira?"
The student smiled kindly, "Oh know om."
Gibran smiled happily, "Then I ask you to please just love this to Dira. Can you?"
"It can be om" said the disciple nodding.
"Thank you, my son, for helping me."
"Yes, you're both."
"Yes, I said it first" Gibran said, then left.
The student nodded, "Yes be careful."
The student stared at Gibran's departure and then smiled obliquely.
"What's? Love to Dira? Sorry om om, om nitip to the wrong person," said the student grinned.
He put the phone in his bag and then patted the bag slowly, "Haa no need to bother me, make dapetin nih hp. Dateng himself turned out."
Then he walked into Light High School with a happy smile, it seems like today luck is on his side.
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