Stupid With A Boy 1
Chapter 78

Atina came home after the clock showed at three in the afternoon. Actually he wanted to wait for Melvin to come home, but because his mother kept chatting to go home soon, he was forced to finally go home without waiting for Melvin.

To shorten the time, Atina chose an alternative road which, if passed by the road, would cut the time by more than twenty minutes. It's just that the alternative area that Atina chose today is pretty quiet. Usually not so quiet now. Atina suddenly felt creepy herself. Not because he was afraid of ghosts, but he was afraid when he met a bad person. The fear was suddenly present. Atina then tancap gas motorcycle to quickly reach the settlement residents. When the speed of the Atina motorbike exceeds 40 km/h, suddenly from the right corner appeared a black car blocking the speed of the Atina motorbike. As fast as lightning Atina directly press the brake of the motor. Atina's heart was racing as she stopped right beside the black car, the distance between the car and the motor was less than five centimeters. If Atina is late just a little press the brake of the motor, it is certain that the motor will directly hit the side body of the car in front of him, not only that, the worse his life could have hovered that second as well.

Atina's breath was hunting, her heart was beating rapidly. Sweat began to fall on Atina's face. Slowly he began to rearrange himself in order to calm down. He got down and ventured to knock on the windshield in front of him. Because no one came out of that car.

When he was about to peek into the car. Suddenly the back of the head hit hard. The pain and also dizziness instantly spread instantly. Atina had not yet turned her head, her eyes began to darken. And instantly, his body instantly collapsed to the ground.

At the house of Atina.

"Mother why the hell, from earlier I noticed the pacing mandir is not clear already like ironing aja. Shut up, Mom. Dizziness Father saw it," reprimanded pak Roni staring in wonder at the wife who had not been able to stay still.

"What the hell, sir. I'm waiting for Atina. He said he wanted to go home, but why hasn't he come yet. Mother's phone, her phone number is off. Though I want to ask her anther to Bu Yuni's house, sir. Mother there needs to be the same Bu Yuni," said bu Yeni look upset and worried because the child has not seen also the nose.

"Where is Atina, Mom?"

"So he said again at Melvin's house, sir," said Ms. Yeni.

"Now I'm calling Melvin's number, ma'am. Ask her, is Atina still there or has she been home??" mr. Roni's idea immediately made Bu Yeni's eyes sparkle.

"You are too, sir. Why didn't you think about that??" he said while patting the jidat. Then Ms. Yeni took her own hape that she put on the table.

[hello, son Melvin. It's Mother. I want to ask, is Atina still there?] bu Yeni's voice was talking to Melvin through a voice call.

"Atina's been home from earlier, ma'am. Even Melvin didn't get to meet Atina because Melvin just got home from work, Mom. My mom talked to Atina. Why is that, Mom? Atina hasn't reached home yet. Mother said, Atina came home forty minutes ago. She should've been home since, Mom. Unless Atina stopped by somewhere else. Did you try Atina's phone?"

"Mom don't think weird. Melvin is sure, Atina must be fine. Melvin's gonna try to find Atina, Mom. Who knows if I'll meet you on the street. Mother, don't worry. Yeah, well, now I turn off the phone. Melvin's going straight out for Atina's nyari, ma'am. Mom calm down, huh?"

[Thank you, Vin. Sorry if I'm troubling you. I don't know what to do either. Hopefully later you meet Atina on the road huh, Vin. When you meet Atina, tell her to go home. I'll turn off the phone. Assalamualaikum].

Bu Yeni sat speechless, her mind starting to erratic. For some reason, suddenly his feelings became bad. His face suddenly agitated.

"Mom. So call Melvin??" Mr. Roni came from the kitchen with a cup of coffee that still puffed smoke. "Mom why is so restless. What was? was Melvin's phone??" asked him who was surprised to look at the face of the wife who looked agitated.

"Already, Sir. Melvin said Atina had come home. But why haven't the kids reached home yet, sir. I'm so worried about Atina, sir," said Bu Yeni, increasingly worried about her single daughter.

"Maybe you stopped by somewhere first, ma'am. Let's just wait. Who knows if Atina will return home" said Mr. Roni. Actually he was also worried, only he did not want to show his worry in front of the Wife. Afraid that it would only make his wife more anxious.

"But if you stop by somewhere else. It may be a long time ago, sir. Atina also said she wanted to go straight home, did not say she wanted to stop by somewhere else, sir. How is this Sir. If Atina doesn't come home, we have to, sir!!" yell Bu Yeni out of control. So anxious with Atina made him unconsciously speak loudly to the husband. Seeing the immortality of the wife, Mr. Roni can only be silent. He was also as worried as Bu Yeni.

"Yes already. I'll try to find Atina, Mom. Mom just wait at home. You're leaving now." Finally Mr. Roni decided to look for the whereabouts of the child. He himself did not know where to start looking. Most importantly, he was just out of the house on his old motorbike.running all the way from his home to the road to Melvin's house. Mr. Roni drove his bike slowly. Sometimes he looked to the right and to the left looking for Atina's whereabouts. In his heart he always prayed, may soon accidentally meet Atina on the road. So he would immediately tell her to go home.

All the usual streets Atina passed already Mr. Roni traced. But until this moment, he had not met Atina at all. I don't know where the kid is. Suddenly disappeared without any news. His phone is also not in contact until now.

Because it is tired of circling on the road tapj never meet with the child. Finally, Mr. Roni decided to go home. Who knows, Atina is already home. And he could be a little more relieved if that happened.

Not until half an hour, Mr. Roni was on the terrace of his house. He squinted when suddenly his netra caught a car parked right in front of his house.

When his feet began to step towards the living room, suddenly his ears caught the voice of a woman who was crying. Not wanting to guess, he just entered without saying hello. He was surprised not to play when he saw the wife was crying bitterly in front of a man. Who is this man, why is his wife crying in front of him. What's up, what's really going on. Those questions stopped filling Mr. Roni's mind.