[TLS#1] Senior
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The fragile hand that was already slightly wrinkled was raised stroking Alka's dense black mane. His small smile weakly expanded. His eyes looked at the sleeping boy on the edge of his safe.

"Al, wake. You gotta go get it, son." He changed to stroke Alka's arm which was wrapped in a black leather jacket.

Alka a little piqued. The guy slowly straightened his body and then slightly yawned.

He nodded when he saw that his mother was awake.

"When did you wake up?" ask Alka. He held that fragile hand.

"Recently" answered Soraya. "Aren't you going to skolah?" continues asking.

Alka shook her head slowly. "Jagain Mama" he said.

"Mama's better, Al. You go to the skolah, gih."

"Tap-"

"I...."

Alka sighed and then nodded. "OKAY. Alka skolah." she then stood kissing her Mama's forehead with a slight bow.

"Alka saying goodbye" he said.

Soraya smiled then held back Alka's hand that was about to leave.

Alka who was almost turning around turned her head. Staring with a questioning look at his mother.

"Why, Ma?" ask Alka.

"You can, can't you, bring Meira here back to skolah?" ask Soraya. Careful.

Alka silent. Staring into her Mama's eyes which were also glaring at her with a look of hope.

Alka's free-raised hand stroked her mother's hand.

"He's busy, Ma. Later aj--"

"Click.., Al. Mama wants to see Meira before Mama's surgically removes the uterus."

Seeing the look of the face hoping it was Alka so not hearty. The guy then sighed softly then smiled faintly and nodded.

"Alka's gonna bring him to Mama."

Soraya smiled.

***

Again, all Garuda High School students are made excited by the arrival of men parachuting above that average. The white uniform that was taken out and the top two buttons open showed the black shirt. The flat-faced man walked down the school corridor without regard to the screams of the alayers.

Alka. The guy reached into his pants pocket and pulled out his phone. Tap his finger on the flat object screen and then attach it to the right ear.

"Where's lo?" ask someone across there.

"Regular. Back of school." She's Ezra. The guy who was Alka's interlocutor on the phone.

"good? Devan?"

"They're here too."

"Everything is?"

"Yes. Uh, where are you btw? How come, not come yet? Stupid yeah--"

Tut!

Alka disconnects the phone call and turns to the cafeteria behind the school. Brandal children's gathering place. That's people's opinion.

***

"Nih, special milk coffee for spe---" people"

"Well, Al. Not done yet, you." It was Devan who nagged.

The guy wanted to give a little quotes for the milk coffee he made specifically for Alka. But everything failed when Alka first sipped the milk coffee before the quote was complete.

"It doesn't matter" cried Alka. He sat with his right leg above his left thigh. His right hand raised the milk coffee cup to his lips.

Devan snorted and sat in front of Alka.

Goody good? The man was sleeping in one of the long chairs.

Ezra and the others were busy with their activities.

"Lo why is it late?" ask Devan. Pick up the bakwan on the table.

"Jagain nyokab." answered Alka.

Devan nodded. He looked at Alka for a moment then pulled out his phone. Show it to Alka after opening someone's chat room on whatsapp.

"Dimas?" ask Alka. Looking at the adoring Devan.

"Dimas nyerah said. He can't find the girl." Devan pulls back his phone and puts it on the table.

"Until where's the search for Dimas?" ask Alka. He kept the glass.

"She said she's been going all over Bandung. Even every Village Chief, Rt, Rw. She asked, but no one knew who she was."

Alka silent. He seemed to be thinking, so seriously the guy's forehead shriveled a little.

"What clues does Dimas have?" ask Alka again.

Devan again plucked the bakwan in front of him little by little. "Dimas has a photo of the girl, just a photo of SD time. That's not a clear picture."

"Other than that?"

Devan shrugged his shoulders not knowing.

Alka breathed out slowly and tried to remember something. In a split second he looked at Devan who was also looking at him with raised eyebrows.

"Lo remember right, what was the name Gilang called before he fainted?" asked Alka after a long time of remembering.

Devan's eyebrows turned into wrinkles. The guy racked his brain a few years ago before Gilang fainted and was declared in a coma.

"It's A-anna. Please, ja-jagain adek gu-gue."

"Anna?!" Devan's voice almost squealed.

"Well, really! The girl's name is Anna. I remember the same name called Gilang at that time." Devan's voice excited.

"Anna?" parrot Alka. The man tapped his finger on the table with a calm look.

"Anna who, anyway?" that's a good deed that just came with the face of his pillow. Even the guy's eyes were still slightly narrowed. He sat next to Devan.

Nah!

One story landed on Good's head. And that's from Devan of course.

"Lo clubbing again well, semalem so dikantukan gini?!" peekik Devan's. Inquired.

Nice to show off his whin with his busy hands tidying up his hair.

Devan grunts. "It can't be treated, yeah. Remember bro, jahannam waiting you!" cetus Devan's.

Nice swig. "Sok holy lo, goat."

"Anna who the hell, Al?" It was good to turn to Alka who had been staring at them lazily ever since.

"It's very much like Dora's kayak" Devan cetus again with his mouth busy chewing.

It's good kicking Devan's legs under the table a little hard. "Sensely, you're the same as me. Lo pms?" good cerca.

"According to you?" Devan is pretty sewot.

Nice hissing. "It's not clear, lo." she grunted.

"Anna's Gilang's sister."

Nice switch on Alka who started to open the sound. Ignoring Devan who is busy with bakwan.

"Anna?" nice Beo. "Gilang's sister?" continued again.

Alka nodded. "Lo want a message Gilang before fainting?"

Good to rack his brain on the events of those few years. The next moment he nodded.

"Certainly? Dimas who was tasked to dance him in Bandung have met each other, girl?" ask Good again. Folding his hands on the table then looked at Alka seriously.

Alka shakes. The guy then took his phone out of his pocket and started calling someone.

"Seriously, Bang?" I heard an enthusiastic voice from across there.

Alka cleared her throat and decided on the call. He kept his phone in his pants pocket.

"What will you do next?" it was Devan who asked despite still being busy with bakwan who had somehow run out.

Alka shrugged her shoulders indifferently. Just wanting to speak, he was startled by the sound of someone shouting from behind Devan who happened to be turning his back to the entrance.

"HOLAAA TAMPAAN PEOPLE!!"

Who else would dare to shout in front of the Lion children besides Meira?

"YUBURN!" Devan, who happened to be drinking, jumped. Water splashes from the guy's mouth beautifully about Nice's face which is now closed with a disgusted expression.

The girl who became the culprit only covered her mouth with both hands. It was as if the girl's face was holding back a laugh. Beside her was Dita who turned her face away with a dikulum of laughter.

Bella's? He was busy with the Osis activities he had just engaged in.

An alka? He just sat with his arms crossed while putting on a flat face. Although I was surprised too.

Devan slowly turned around and stared irately at the grim chick with a 'V' shaped finger'.

Devan anxiously scattered the hair that happened to be broken.

"Basar lo kuntilanak! Jailangkung! Came not to be picked up home not on the transfer!" devan's nagging on the sidelines of his activities scattered Meira's hair.

Meira with all her strength tried to get rid of Devan's burly hand. But not yet Devan's hands were removed, Bagus added more after cleaning his face. He helped Devan to scatter Meira's hair.

Feeling satisfied. The two men ended their activities with triumphant evil laughter. The two laughed broadly at the sight of Meira's hair that was already like a birdcage.

Meira. The girl pursed her lips in annoyance. Tidying his hair up furiously and then walking closer towards Alka. Sitting next to the man with his hands still busy with his hair.

"Lo is prettier like that, Cil," exclaimed Good with his laughter.

"Alka clepek dah, tuh, now." Devan chimed in.

"Bodos! Brother Devan is the same bad brother Good!"

Good and Devan laughed again.

"Ulululu's... May-May malaahh...." Devan laughed so well.

"Dita! Belain May, dong!" the girl asked for a defense on Dita who had just giggled since.

Dita raised her hand sign did not want to interfere. Meira is back. The girl's lips have advanced a few centi.

Meira brutally tidied her hair and turned to look at Alka who seemed to be holding back a smile.

"Kak Alka if you want to laugh, yeah, laugh! Why wear it on hold!"

That instant Alka chuckled as well. But only the slow.

"The toilet is there" Alka said later with a finger pointing at a room not far from them.

Meira followed the direction of the forefinger and then looked back at Alka.

"Aren't you going to help me?" ask her with a plain face.

Devan, Bagus and Dita were already sitting near them. Occasionally see two people who have the nature of the inversely proportional.

Alka shrugged her shoulders. "Gue's allergic to mad people."

Good laugh and Devan broke again. Alka's speech that succeeded in making Meira gawk is indeed an entertainment for them.

With a feeling of being coed Meira stood up. He stomped his feet and turned towards the room.

When Meira's feet counted already stepped twice. The leg stopped after hearing Alka's voice.

"Turn with me. Let me meet you."

That sentence managed to get rid of Meira's annoyance. He slowly turned around, but unfortunately Alka was already gone. Disappear slowly behind the canteen door.

Meira was sure, that was the sentence addressed to her. Especially when seeing the gawking expression of Devan, Bagus and Dita on him.

***

The two human beings were walking in a fairly crowded hospital corridor. The girl in the gray white uniform was walking behind the guy in the same uniform as her.

Meira smiled looking at that heavy sturdy back. He then equated his steps with Alka. Looking up at the towering guy in the middle of the road beside him.

"Sister,"

Alka looked down at Meira at a glance, then looked back to the front. Walking with a flat face as usual and both hands sinking in his pants pocket.

"Nobody first, yeah. May has a bad business," cried Meira. Hoping that Alka would stop stepping and ask him.

However, Meira had to swallow the disappointment as Alka only nodded small and kept walking. Really don't want to bother with Meira's business.

Meira throws a lip and then comes back after Alka.

"Where am I going?"

Alka's legs stopped. The guy turned his body around to Meira who was standing next to him.

"Make what?" tanyakanya. Totally flat.

Meira showed a big smile. "Make a clue, that's it."

Alka's right eyebrow raised. As a sign that he wants more answers without having to bother to take out words.

"Hinds me that Brother Alka misses. Who knows, Mei long gone Kak Alka miss the same Mei. Well, if Kak Alka knows where Mei is, I can nyamperin, Mei." the girl exclaimed cheerfully.

Alka rolled her eyes lazily and then stepped back. Start turning in the corridor to his mother's ward.

Meira himself was still cool giggling after seeing the lazy look of Alka. I don't know what the girl's thinking is. He was particularly fond of when Alka was upset or rolled his lazy eye rather than a flat or cold face.

The girl took a turn but entered the room which was within two rooms between the rooms of Mama Alka's room.

***

Devan. The man walked quietly in the hospital corridor. His right index finger is busy twirling the motor key while his left hand is carrying a crackle bag.

Goody good? I don't know where that guy is now. Probably busy with his pdkt with Dita.

Back to Devan. The man turned into the corridor leading to Mama Alka's nursery.

When I hold the door knob. His eyes caught the body of someone he was very familiar with. The guy's sharp eyes squinted to sharpen his vision.

"Meira?" he muttered after the man turned around.

Devan's hand that was about to hold the door knob was now raised pointing low at Meira alternating with the room that the girl had just visited.

Dahi Devan frowned hard when he found out who the owner of the room was.

"Kok, Meira out of there?" inner asked.

Suddenly, Devan's memory repeats itself when he sees Meira at the hospital a few months ago saying that she is visiting her brother.

Busy with his mind. Without Devan realizing Meira was already standing before him with a waving hand.

"Son Devan."

"Sister!"

Devan jerks. "Eh, wh-why?"

Meira's eyebrows are slightly clutched. "Sir Devan why daydream in the corridor? Not afraid of nurse ngesot?" Meira was a little joking.

Devan hissed and then poked slowly on the girl's eel.

"Lo doain me tambet, yeah?" cerca Devan's.

Meira chuckles then shakes her head. "Joking kali. Brother Devan, baperan!"

Devan poked his lips. In the next second the man's expression turned serious. He looked at Meira and the room he knew so well took turns.

"Why in that room?" ask Devan. He pointed the room with his chin.

"From my sister's genie," Meira replied. "What's wrong, brother? How come, Brother Devan was surprised?" Meira asked in wonder. Confused by Devan's surprised expression.

"Who's your brother's name?" ask Devan again. Now that guy's expression is really serious.

"Sister Gilang. Call Abraham."

Devan's eyes were successfully rounded. He blinked twice after absorbing Meira's answer. His right index slowly pointed at Meira with a look of disbelief.

"So you're Anna?"