Marrying a Classmate
Ch. 23: Finding Myria

“Kasa, where to go, Nak?” Madam Nasita screamed a little. He followed the chase when he saw Angkasa descending from the stairs in a hurry. It was not usual for the son to leave without saying goodbye and ignore such a call.

“Kasa!”

Space shut off the motor. He looked back and pulled back the vehicle without coming down. The young man pulled the right hand of Madam Nasita then kissed softly. “I have business, Ma. Just sec. It won't be long.”

“But where? It's late, don't you see that it's raining?”

“Hosting Mama is missing. I have to go now.”

“Help Mama missing? Myria mean? Hey, Kasa!” The question of Madam Nasita was swept by the wind. In fact, the child did not answer and had put the motor out of the yard. Madam Nasita rushed inside to check if it was true that Angkasa said.

“Why, Ma?”

On the stairs, Mrs Nasita passed by Mr. Aji. The man who had just finished bathing was surprised to see his wife like a confused person.

“You see the Space Room, Pa. She said Myria is missing.” Mrs Nasita replied as she passed Mr. Aji. He can't just calm down if it's true. The conditions outside the rain, dark and female Myria, how could her daughter-in-law be lost.

“Disappeared, Ma, means?”

Focusing only on her son's room, Mrs Nasita ignored Mr. Aji's question. He hurriedly opened the door and was flabbergasted when he saw no one inside.

“Ma.” With the will down, Mr. Aji turned his body and followed his wife. The leader of the family entered the room and saw the conditions.

“Myria is right no, Pa. How'this? Where the hell is he? Sloppy gauze let his wife go missing, when it was clearly a class. What if something happens later, how about it out there ...”

“Ma, relax first.” Mr. Aji cut the conversation. He pulled his wife into a hug to give her peace. “Please don't panic. If anything, Papa will tell some people to look for Myria's whereabouts. Mama conditioned herself, we call or send a message to ask her whereabouts now.”

Still in the warm embrace of the husband, Mrs Nasita nodded. He was worried about being able to think clearly.

The two parents took their cell phones and contacted the daughter-in-law.

“Not lifted, Pa, number is off.” The concerns of Mrs Nasita are mounting. Bad thoughts are getting harder. The woman had forgotten her husband's right to be accompanied and served a meal, even though the dinner hour had arrived earlier.

“We wait for news from Kasa, Ma. Don't think things through, pray your best.”

Madam Nasita nodded. She calmed herself down in bed, then asked her husband to come down for dinner first. Mr. Aji must be tired and hungry, coming home from work can actually be like that.

Meanwhile, Angkasa searched for Myria at the school stop. He still had time to think if the wife did not get the transport. In fact, there was no one there.

The guy turned his memory backwards a few hours ago while still at school, but he didn't listen to anything Friska and Myria talked about because he was too indifferent.

“Where is elo, My? No way, right, if you work again at Erika's place?” The world complains of frustration. The rain did not stop, making the man feel unsettled.

Amidst the turmoil of the heart, the name Friska came to mind. The space immediately pulled over and got off the motor. He stayed for a while at the stop to call his wife's best friend. Jemari so nimble scrolled the phone screen to search for Friska number in the class chat group.

“Ni girls are also very difficult to contact.” Space grumbled because his phone to Friska never lifted. He tried again, but it stayed the same.

“Argh! I samperin his house ajalah.” Armed with a makeshift memory, the motor is driven to Friska's house. For two years and more one class, yesterday was the first time Space knew where the girl lived.

Traveling for almost half an hour, the Space still circled on the road in confusion. He wasn't sure if it wasn't too rough because there were too many alleys that had been passed. “Which one, anyway? Argh!” Again the Space grumbled, but the hands kept driving and the eyes kept going around looking for a destination alley.

When he almost gave up, the phone in his raincoat pocket shook. The guy immediately pulled over and stopped in front of the shophouse that had closed. “Friska,” murmured slowly when he found the number that was contacted replace contact.

The thumb immediately shifts the green icon on the phone screen, Angkasa loudspeaker calls due to distress if it is taped to the ear. “Halo, Fris,” say directly when the call is connected.

From across the street, Friska is famous. He was shocked because the validity of Space was quite loud and sudden. “This who? Space?”

“Iya, i. Where is Myria?”

“Myria?” Friska's forehead shriveled deeply. Of course a big question mark appeared on the girl's head when she heard the name Myria called Angkasa. He wondered what kind of relationship there was until the guy went looking for Myria until this night. “Why are you nanyain him at this hour?”

Space patted the forehead. I forgot to prepare an excuse. The question was natural Friska gave him because the girl did not know anything yet.

The silence of Space made Friska attack again. “Kasa! Why do you find my best friend gini nights? Have a debt lo?”

Hearing Friska's ravings, Space's two eyes glared. He's clucking softly. “Bucy, Fris. You ask him yourself tomorrow, now I need his whereabouts. Booth!” The last word was deliberately emphasized by Angkasa so that Friska understood that she was in a hurry. The guy had no time to accept the interrogation.

“Regular times, Ka. Lo nyari Myria live phone what is difficult, anyway?” Still Friska going around in circles, she changed the sewot.

Realizing that something was wrong with her way of speaking, Angkasa caught her breath. He said more slowly, “Sorry, I really need info from him. Panicking me. The number is off from the afternoon. She hasn't come home yet.”

“Mampus I misspoke,” Angkasa said in heart. He cursed himself. It can talk without thinking and lead to suspicion.

“Kasa, lo danger me?”

Hands scooping the face roughly. Space is running out of ideas to escape. “Iya, I'm horrified. Where is Myria?”

“Jawab first my question!” Friska ngeyel's. Indeed girls sometimes like that, always insistent and kepo.

Angkasa wants to curse, but unfortunately it is in need. Want to not, he gave up. “Gue tell you as long as you are not surprised.”

“Ngak, lah. Relax again.”

It's really nice this chick talking casual. I was stressed from earlier.

Space cleared for a moment. To be honest, he wasn't sure he would admit it. However, as the day grew darker, he needed information as quickly as possible. “Gue knows because he lives with me.”

Friska. His brain was loading up digesting the words of his classmate. “I mean lo, Ka? What does Myria work at home lo?”

Beyond the prediction is indeed Friska's response. The sky breathed a sigh of relief. “Yes, glahu. Buruan, Friska, where's Myria?”

Tired of being urged and worried too, Friska immediately replied, “Eum, honestly I also do not know.”

“Anjir! From earlier you said nothing means.” Emotions of Space explode. For almost an hour he was rained on the street, but his wife's best friend was annoying.

“Astagfirullah, Kasa!” Friska is emotional. “Cowok macem what lo talk rough with that chick?”

“Gue don't mess around, Friska! Buruan said where, if you do not know from earlier do not have to talk. Excited when I lo!”

The call was nearly turned off by Angkasa rather than added emotion, but it was snuffed out because Friska interrupted and said something.

“He came home from school with me to the bookstore, kept coming back together. But he went down first in his old ngontraknya area because he wants to go to the tomb.”

“Macam?”

“Hum.”

“Where is his tomb? Lo know?”

“Tahu.”

“My antennae to there. I pick you up now, this is me around your house but forgot which alang.”

“What? You want to go to my house?”

“Emergency, Fris. Buruan share location lo.”

Friska was dazed. Between saying or refusing.

“Friska, I wait.”

Call disconnected. Space terrorizes Friska with a short message to make her get help.

Leaving the house after leaving the house to Friska's mother, Angkasa drove the motor at an above average speed. The matic motor used is agile enough to slip small streets. Friska was behind him until she nagged a few times.

“Ka, I still want to live!”

Not Space if you care. That guy didn't even lower his speed. The clock continued to crawl up, he had to make sure Myria was fine.

“That's it!”

Friska's cry shifted Space's focus. The young man kept the motor down and searched for the whereabouts of the wife. At the end of the street, he saw the girl in her high school uniform walking while closing the bag to the head.

“Myria!” Friska shouted, then waved her hand.

Myria stopped and looked up. His eyes narrowed because it highlighted the approaching motor light. He observed a two-wheeled vehicle approaching and stopped in front of it.

Space is down in a hurry. He forgot Friska who was still behind and almost fell because he had not fully stepped on Earth. The man approached Myria with wide steps, then hugged tightly when he arrived. “Lo all right?”

Friska's mouth was open, her eyes were open because she could not believe what was happening. He who was about to go down, immediately stopped with one foot still on the motorcycle seat. “What the fuck is this?”