THORNS IN MARRIAGE
CHAPTER 97 - WHAT'S WRONG WITH AIRLANGGA (2)

Tok tok...

"People! Angga!?..."

No answer.

Hm. Where's the kid going? What...he's still sleeping?

Getting curious.

Knock on the door of his room again.

Tok tok...

Slender

Kriee... Turns out the door to his room wasn't locked.

"Female? You still sleeping? It's two o'clock!" I said in a somewhat lowered voice.

Lah? Empty? where's Angga???

I didn't find my stepbrother in the room. Apparently he was not sleeping because the bed was still neat.

My heart is beating fast. Recollecting the bloody events of Airlangga's hand this morning at ten.

"Where's the kid?" I muttered to myself.

My next goal is Citra.

"Partner..."

"Yes, Brother?" he was watching television in the break room.

"You seen Angga?"

The image shook quickly.

"It's not in the factory?"

"none. Febri said he had been home since eleven o'clock. Half day permit!"

"Lha? Does his hand still hurt?"

"That's. Make me anxious!"

"Std... Don't be made anxious. The goose is a boy. Maybe he wants to get out for some fresh air. Have a new acquaintance friend maybe. Later brother will have to reprimand Boss Gege if too much thought. This Dede utun can follow suit! Hehe..."

"Hehehe. I forgot I was pregnant!"

Today the truth made me realize. I was pregnant young. Still prone to go there as usual.

Airlangga is also an adult. I have a ID card and SIM as well. I don't have to worry too much about her situation.

Finally can only pray for the kindness of Airlangga wherever he is. And hope the boy gets home soon. At least the anxiety in this heart soon disappeared.

.............

Azan Ashar has been seen.

I who just sat leyeh-leyeh immediately went to the musholla house for worship.

Mama Tiur and Citra have not returned. Chat also if they will stop by the supermarket for monthly shopping.

I was alone and only accompanied by a few house assistants.

Deg deg deg...

Deg deg deg...

For some reason, my heart suddenly beat faster. There was a subtle sigh running through my feelings.

A what is it? Why does it feel like my chest is rumbling like this?

I tried to call Jonathan to ask him where he was. My husband picked up the phone call and told me he was on his way. I try to blow prayers in my heart through chatter so that God will guard it from all harm.

I believe and believe, the prayer of a sincere wife, of course, God granted.

Jordan and Genta are in a car with Mas Jonathan. For them, I am much calmer now.

The airlangga! Where is that kid? Hapeya could not be contacted either. Ck... Truly the young man who 'wanted me' apparently.

"Astaghfirullahal!!!"

I screeched at the long hair dangling behind the glass window of the room with eyes staring at me.

Oh God!!! Stella!!!

Fucking demon! I cursed in my heart. Angrily I set foot out of the room and walked towards the side yard of the house where the demon Stella often peeked at me.

"Again, Nyai!"

He laughed giggling while flying here and there making me even more annoyed and offering prayers for the demon to go all the way from here.

"Neither, Her Queen! Oh my!!!" his shout with his body let out a thick white smoke of heat.

"You're from here!!!"

"Queen! The queen!!! Your sister is in danger!!! Your sister Airlangga.., Queen!!!"

I was silent for a moment.

The airlangga?

"really. I'm not lying!!!"

"Where's Airlangga?"

"She went to visit my family's house and said she also wanted to visit the child who was the victim of that pervert teacher!!!"

"What???"

I glared sharply. My prayers are getting stronger and...

"Queen hik hiks...! Sick...! I'm not lying! It could be that Airlangga is having a problem right now!"

"You must have provoked my sister, right?"

"Yes. I.. disturb him every time. I made Airlangga dizzy and obeyed my request to unmask the savage teacher! Hik hik hicks..."

I'm termangu. Then ask for the address of the house of the subtle creature named Stella.

"Sir, please take me to this address!"

I hurried away after changing clothes to ask for a factory driver.

"Ready, Mom!"

That very afternoon, I went to the address of Stella's late family residence.

Turns right. Just a few hours ago a young man came to see you, said his mother Stella. The young man did not say a name. But many ask about the death of their first daughter who died in tragic circumstances.

Even until now the case of his death seemed to be covered up without any news and clarity.

I can't tell Stella about the middle-aged woman. In addition to making him shocked half dead, it could be that the problem will be even bigger later.

I then asked, where else did the young man go.

Mama Stella said the young man did not tell her where else to go. But she asks Stella's high school address.

Did Airlangga go look for a pervert teacher who raped and killed Stella?

Finally my decision fell to go to Stella's school address like her mother's. I'm sure Airlangga was there too.

Looks like the boy is very anxious that the hustle wants Stella's problem to be resolved soon.

............

Favorite high school building apparently. Although the building looks classic because it is an old building that is still kept authentic, but the facilities at the school are the best of other High Schools in the region.

Slender.

Even the gate was tightly closed and padlocked.

Padlocked???

I remember it was five o'clock. And of course the students have not completely disbanded because they sometimes have extracurricular activities. But... why on the padlock?

My mind was filled with questions.

I tried covering. Usually the school building on the left right side there is a stall or a place for school children.

There's a meatball stall. I tried to find out by asking the shop owner.

"Excuse me, Mum! Sorry to ask! Koq school's been padlocked by the fence, huh? Are there no students inside?"

"Oh, it's been two days of school, Beautiful Ma'am! Third class is on tour study to Bali. So for first and second grade it was closed first because the teachers all went along too."

"Oh, is that so, Mas!? But..., has the gate in the lock since yesterday been that?"

"Yes. School's closed until the day after, ma'am!"

Airlangga could not enter the school building Stella. Where else would that kid be?

"Mas! If the teacher named Hari Diarto what also come to Bali?"

"Oh, Mr Hari? Seems not. There was a koq this morning. Hm... Pak Hari khan is the principal's teacher of trust. He also holds all the keys to the school. His office house khan is behind the building."

Finally, there is a bit of shadow!

"Back of this school building? Which way, Mas?" ask the meatball.

"That, Ma! There's a small alley. Just go in."

"Oh, thank you! I happen to have a need with him about my sister's value." I lied to keep my confidentiality from coming here.

"What house does Mr. Hari live with his family in?"

"Oh, he's still a bachelor, ma'am! Family not. Hehehe. But I don't understand it. Maybe the criteria of the dream girl is quite high. Hehe..."

"Hehehe...! In that case, I ask for help, Mas... if I do not get out of the official house of Pak Hari within half an hour, please Mas come to Pak Hari's house? This... Money for Mas! I'm asking for help, right?"

This is my way of security. Keeping things unwanted.

I don't know why, I was nervous to meet the man Baj*ngan who raped and killed Stella who was none other than her student.

Hhh...

Using the self-safety tactics of the meatballs, I tried to go on a mission to meet the pervert teacher.

Bismillah, O God... Please, protect me! May I meet Airlangga there too!

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