Happy Story In High School
116. HAPPY DAY

HAPPY DAY

As they were conversing, there was a voice calling out Darrell's name.

" Darrell."

The baritone voice that is known is the voice of a man who calls his name, Darrell quickly turned his head and would be surprised if it was his best friend when studying in America.

" Zidane. Lu,, uh wait a minute how can you be at Monica's house ?" Darrell's question was confused.

" Lah Ica is adek Iw who often I tell you the same story, so the name is Monica but the family Iw call her Ica." Zidane replied.

Huh for what? aaa brother knows his sister's taste model class bule hehehe. Inner Monica girang.

" Oalah it turns out the world is only as wide as the leaves of moringa yes, a very narrow feeling that eh btw sorry yes because I gw adek you to the wound."

Zidane saw the state of the younger brother where his feet contained bandages.

" Why deck you? Rell is adek Iw why can gini wound anyway." Zidane was worried.

" I'm really sorry, so when I bring my car again on the phone with Daddy, I don't see any adek you cross, fortunately he did not hit and I also managed to brake suddenly, I saw him when you run he fell down and kept his legs in the calf torn but fortunately only a little." His words feel guilty.

" Well you, next time be careful dong fortunately adek I'm okay, but thank you for the responsibility, uh stopped by first time to the house." Zidane's Bargain.

" Yes Dane I'm really sorry, I have to go to my cousin's house, about his I was told to go with Daddy there, next time I play here, again very sorry, yes, oiya Nic take care of your health."

" Yes, thank you again" said Monica.

" Together, yeaudah if that is so I unplug it bro assalamualaikum." Pamit Darrell got in the car and hit her horn.

" Wa'alaikumsalam be careful bro."

Throughout his unrelenting journey Darrell smiles happily as he first meets a little girl, even more surprising, the little girl was the sister of her best friend while studying at Harvard University in America.

" I don't think it turns out that the girl who often Zidane told first turned out to be his own sister who is now the target of gw, if God knows what I like, thank God." Mumbled slowly.

Arriving Darrell in front of , with a swift Odi sir opened the gate, the car glass was open and saw the figure of Darrell who was very waiting for everyone.

" God Lord Darrell, God long time not here once play even more handsome ya." Praise mr. Odi

" Odi sir can, oiya then I go in first, let's sir."

After which, he immediately rushed into the house to give them a surprise.

Slowly he entered the house, and when it was time, he called his mommy.

" Assalamualaikum mommy all her."

Those who had gathered in the family room were shocked when they saw Darrell.

" oh my God Darrell,, my son Darrell."

Ayara approached the son and hugged the athletic body tightly.

" Hey mom, oiya Daddy there's no mom, I'm sorry I'm late here." Darrell felt guilty.

" It doesn't matter son that it's important that you get here safe, yaudah yuk we go inside, your Daddy has been asking you." Take Ayara.

" Good mom, come on."

The two of them headed for the living room, where at that time they were all gathered together, once the two of them were there, they immediately joined together.

" Brother, thank God you are good brothers and what about you?" Ask Darrell back.

" We are also good brother." said they both compact.

" Sister, keep brother here all brother's clothes where?" Ask Dav.

" There's still in the car, you're still tired of bringing stuff here."

" Loh son why don't you ask a waiter for help, let aunty call one of them to take our stuff in the car." Said mother Sita.

" Thank you aunty." Her speech is soft.

" Together son."

Then Mother Sita went to the kitchen to one of them to take the goods of her nephew who had just come from Paris.

" Bi, can I ask 2 people to help bring my nephew's stuff."

When she reached the kitchen, Mother Sita saw they were cleaning part of the kitchen and also cleaned the back garden.

" Eh mother, mother needs our help, well then let's bundle." Bi Kalisa

" Yes about his brother Darrell Yara just arrived from Paris, yaudah yuk."

The two of them walked while talking, before long the waiter also helped.

" Oalah Mr. Darrell has come anyway, Masha Allah must be more handsome." Praise bi Kalisa.

" Haha, yes, bi."

They both arrive at the living room to ask Darrell to give her the keys. After that they talked again.

" Mom, how come I didn't see Daddy High School Uncle Hazlan." Ask Darrell.

" uncle with your Daddy there's a sudden business, son, so they're in the office from earlier even from 7 am." Answer Ayara.

" Hm like her is so important until they're that long." Inner Darrell.

" Oh that's it they'll come here anyway."

And sure enough when they were all so cool talking to each other, the two men who were not young anymore but still looked handsome face approached his happy family who was talking.

" Ext again on what the hell, kayaknya really exciting." Ask Mr. Hazlan to all of them.

Darrell sees his young and handsome uncle heading here followed by Daddy staring at the smile of the son.

" This uncle was it when I was coming here, suddenly when I was on Daddy's phone I was again carrying a car, and at that time I did not see any girl crossing the street, so, I quickly caught my nose, but the girl was hurt trying to dodge." Darrell.

" Oh, God wants to do it, but the girl is gapapa, son, you keep gapapa kiddo, no one is hurt." Ayara said worriedly.

" I'm his gapapa mom but the girl was injured because she ran away to avoid, kept her down and her legs hurt, kept fitting in the doctor's check it was a tear wound, so he was, so he was in so much pain, I felt so guilty." His words feel guilty.

Why did I miss that little girl, I think she was doing it again. Inner Darrell.

" Yes the point is you've been responsible, and fortunately she's a good girl because it doesn't demand you assortment and just wants you the responsibility of bringing her to the hospital. Next time be careful son, if you can refuse a phone call while driving even once is important, because life is much more important son" said Mother Sita.

" Yes aunty."

They regrouped together until unknowingly the day was near lunch.

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