Tease Om Om
I'm Goin!

From the first to the last lecture hours, Syafira's mind was ungodly. He did not know what his next move would be, but Syafira was sure to leave the house. For a while, he could stay in the dormitory. After all, the dormitory is intended, for students and students of the initial semester.

That's not the main problem. Finance becomes the main problem, how it sustains life. Buying books and also for daily needs?

Just after the last hour, it's over. Syafira just wanted to talk about it with Aleta.

“Let's go home, I'm sure Om Victor is waiting for you in front,” invite Aleta. Already memorized, in recent days Syafira was picked up by the Om.

Syafira did not immediately rise from her seat. He bowed lethargic for Aleta's invitation.

“Help me move to Aleta dormitory!” syafira Pinta.

“You stay in hostel again?” ask Aleta astonishment.

“Yes, I want to stay in the hostel!”

“But why?” Aleta asked back. For all he knows, Syafira prefers to stay at home, because he can often meet the Om.

“I'll explain later, the important thing is now help me pack, bring my clothes back to the dorm!” Syafira held up her head. Gathering energy, although not excited he had to leave the house immediately as well. It's enough he's dependent on Victor. It was enough that he depended on the Erlangga family. If not now when will he learn independently. Yes, maybe this is the beginning for Syafira to try to leave Victor's life.

“Do you guys need my help?” bargain Arsyan who had been sitting behind Syafira and listening to her conversation with Aleta. “Concidentally, today I brought a car.”

“Hah, useful also you Arsyan! Come Sya!” bring Aleta. Then, the three of them left the classroom heading to the parking area.

Arsyan sat behind the wheel, while Aleta and Syafira sat in the back seat. The car began to run at a moderate speed out of the parking area leading to the residence of the Erlangga family.

All along the way Syafira remained silent. He seemed to be staring, I don't know what he was thinking. Arsyan sometimes looked back, glancing at the direction Aleta asked about Syafira through eye signals. However, just like Arsyan, Aleta also does not know anything.

After about thirty minutes of travel, Syafira asked Arsyan to stop his car some distance from the Erlangga family residence. Not without reason, he just did not want aleta and Arsyan caught a CCTV camera that was in front of the main gate.

“You guys wait for me here yes, I will take a shirt and come back here again,” pinta Syafira.

“Siap.”

“Siap.”

The decision is unanimous. As usual, Syafira can go in and out without asking for permission. And so it is with this afternoon. He entered the house, and no one welcomed him. All the servants must be busy with their own work. Xander's probably still in his nap hour. And Mrs Hani or Pak Jaya, really Syafira did not want to see her. This morning he had said he would leave the house, which meant he did not need to say goodbye to the house. Madam Hani or Victor who has played with her feelings.

Maybe for Victor it was just a joke. But not for Syafira. It hurt his heart so much! Cruel!

Arriving in the room Syafira immediately packed her clothes, put them in a suitcase. Within ten minutes Syafira had finished packing all her belongings. Just the clothes he was carrying, while some other things he just left in his room. Subsequently, Syafira exits the house without anyone's knowledge, except the security guard. He managed to get back in the car.

“What have you brought?” ask Aleta. Observing the black medium-sized suitcase that Syafira was carrying.

Syafira was silent and remembered, only then he realized he had not brought the only photo of his parents who were in the library room.

“Jeez, wait it looks like there's something I left behind!”

“Take it, we'll wait here!”

“Good!”

Syafira got back out of the car. He walked to Victor's house. The goal now is to get into the library. Hopefully it can get in and not be locked. Everything went very smoothly, Syafira managed to take photos of both her parents.

Not to forget he put the photo into the black sling bag that had been hanging on his left arm.

But this time something was different. There's Om Victor, Mrs Hani and Xander who just got off the car. Looks like the three of them just came home from somewhere.

Speechlessly Syafira simply nodded politely, a sign of her respect for Madam Hani and Victor.

Goodbye to Om.

Victor wanted to prevent Syafira, but his chat with his mother this morning forced Victor to be indifferent. He did not know that Syafira had decided to leave the house.

To be Continue…