KAFKAS
SEPTEMBER 17TH

Sanz and Gaishan glanced for a moment at Kafka who was busy playing the flat screen in his hand with a flat expression without any expression as when the young man was in his reog mode.

"Why do people from behind Nganterin Alta look sprained?"

"Where do I know, I want to ask you later what I sprayed."

"Why do you think she is again?" ask Sanz.

Gaishan turned to look at Kafka with frowning brows, then looked back at Sanz. "I guess, it's a cold war with Alta!"

"One hundred for you."

"Ngagetin lo Bangs*t!" Umpat Sanz restrained, menoyor Ali's head who followed behind the sofa.

"Here Li." pull Gaishan on Ali's burly hand and make Ali comply to follow Gaishan's direction telling him to sit down. "Lo know something?"

"I don't know for sure, but I just heard a little bit of their debate in the parking lot."

"What debate?" aleshaqi asked whispered curiously while joining the three friends whispering.

Kafka who saw his friends compactly soar while whispers also approached "Ngapain?" his tan poked among the four of them.

"Shit."

"Wrong*ng!!"

"Name*t!!"

"Fu*k, surprised me?!"

The squealing of the four of them compact made Kafka shake his head and then he entered into his private rest room at the headquarters.

*Flash back on*

Alta tried to walk as often as she could to Kafka who was waiting for her in the parking lot. The Mood Girl is currently not okay, she decides to go home alone without being dropped by Kafka.

"Where are you going?" prevent Kafka from moving against the girl.

"home."

Kafka frowned in confusion, feeling unfamiliar with Alta's changing attitude and also Alta's gaze at her that seemed to avoid her.

"Yes, I'm going home."

"Gue went home alone, where's my bag?"

"Why have you been avoiding me lately? Am I wrong?"

The girl shook her head, though,

"If spoken to look into his eyes." reproof Kafka made Alta look directly at the eyes of the young man who was in front of him with a face as calm as possible.

"Why go home alone?"

Alta sighed looking at the lazy Kafka. "Lo don't want to explain anything to me? Or guilty, maybe?"

Kafka frowned confusedly. "Gue what's wrong? Don't play riddles can? To the point without confusing me."

Alta chuckles. "Can you clear it on September 17th, at club' Evers Atmosphere at 02:00?"

Kafka remained silent, not answering anything made Alta snort cynically. He flicked his hand making Kafka so upset about Alta's attitude this time.

"Go home with me, Be."

"Gue can go home alone."

"No gues...."

"Stop or I won't see you again, Kafka."

"Be, tell me directly the location of my mistake without having to play this puzzle. I forgot what happened on September 17."

"Lo thought to himself, if you can already know the location of your mistakes, you can explain everything and meet me."

Kafka was confused. "What have I done to get angry?"

Alta looked at Kafka in disbelief, not intending to tell because she wanted Kafka to be self-conscious. The girl immediately chose to leave.

*flashback off*

In his personal space, Kafka is increasingly confused and continues to curse trying to remember what he has done in the tgl.

"Bangs*t." he said while rubbing his face rough, growling stifled occasionally ruffling his hair frustrated.

Kafka came out at a rapid pace, dragging Sanz to his feet, holding the young man's arm forcing him to come into the training room.

"Sanz is making a move?" gaishan asked frantically, continuing to walk quickly.

"Gue doesn't know, but Sanz doesn't do it." Aleshaqi replied.

"Why did Kafka drag Sanz into the training room?"

Both of them compactly shook their heads at the sign of not knowing anything about this matter.

"Hold on bro?!" sanz asked when they were in the wrestling arena. "What mistakes did I make until I got here?" He said he was calm looking at his chairman and his best friend.

Kafka made a curvature move, a second later he rose up to take a sip of his body while sighing.

"Hit me."

"Huh?" Sanz gawked in astonishment.

"Let's hit it." Press Kafka again.

"But why? Why should I hit you?" tanyanya confusion.

"Just do it!!"

"Why are you?" Staring Kafka.

Kafka exhaled a rough breath. "Let me remember something."

Making Sanz look astonished, do not believe in the words of the chairman. While the three friends who had been peering from the doorway immediately entered, were astonished.

"After a problem?" tanya Ali sat in front of Kafka.

"Why?" Aleshaqi whispers to Sanz while watching Kafka. Sanz shook his head in a sign he didn't know anything.

"What was the matter in the school parking lot?" gaishan asked carefully making the kafka snort.

"Serious problem of wealth?"

Kafka stared one by one at his companions sitting right in front of him.

"Gue wants to ask you all something."

"What?"

"September 17th, at club' Evers Atmosphere at 02:00 what am I doing there and who is it?"

"Almost all Waldemarr members must be there and on that date we are a party, right?" Answer Gaishan.

"Akh really, do we have a party, right? What's Rangkabumi's show."

"No, it was two months before." Aleshaqi.

"What's on that date?"

Does Kafka have to be that open to his best friend and tell him what happened between him and Alta.?

Kafka thought he had to say this to get an answer to Alta's question.

"It looks like there's something Alta knows about that date and makes her really mad at me." Kafka.

"At 02:00 at the club' Evers Atmosphere?" gaishan muttered thinking. "Tw 17 September?"

"Akh, wasn't it the last time we went there when we won the same race as Prince?" Sanz.

"Because, that was the last time we were there and Alta was there too."

"But not August, but the same month, September."

"Lo's all on the last bet there's a victory party against Prince? Is there any more specific code?"

Kafka shook his head. "Alta just said that."

"Try the phone and ask him more details."

"It certainly will not be lifted, people lash again."

"When it's time you're both useful." Gaishan pointed towards Ali and Aleshaqi

"meaning?" Sanz

"We'll miss Evers Atmosphere again and ask for a cctv recording on September 17th, I'm not sure we're there on that one. As I recall it last was the September 8th party Kafka's victory over Prince and I have the record of the manufacturer."

"Truly, almost every weekend we go there in the last month, Try to fit in with our cash expenditure."

"OK" Gaishan said directly to the Archive and computer room.