
"Bun, Mochi is awake ?" asked Haris who was eating her breakfast.
"Udah is like Yah." Rita answered while preparing breakfast for Mochi.
"For Father, Mother," Mochi greeted with vigor.
"Bag sweetie."
Rita looked at Mochi from top to bottom. Rita frowned in wonder. Since when does Mochi wake up in the morning on Sunday ? thought her.
"Mother ?" call Mochi.
"Eh, yes. Why did Tumben wake up early Mo ? it's normal that this Sunday you're slow to wake up" said Rita.
"Later in the afternoon, Mochi has a group assignment at Dian's house."
"Diandra, who came here when you were sick ?" ask Haris.
Mochi nodded.
"Yeah, then breakfast first. Later help Mommy make a cake order and wash clothes yes Mo," said Rita.
"Ready Mother," said Mochi directing his hand like a gesture of respect. Haris just smiled looking at Mochi.
At 13:30 wib
Mochi is ready to help her Mother. Right now, Mochi was getting ready to head for the Diandra house.
"Mother, which father ?" mochi asked in search of her father's invisible whereabouts.
"Father to his dear friend's house. You want to go now ?"
"Yes Bun, the appointment is two o'clock in the afternoon. Mochi leaves ya Bun. Tell me, Dad," said Mochi.
"Assalammualaikum Mommy," said Mochi to greet Rita's hand.
"Waalaikumsalam, you be careful," Rita recalled.
Mochi left by public transport. A few minutes later, Mochi arrived at his destination. Mochi saw the house in front of her this was very luxurious. A golden yellow painted fence with towering height. A house that is lined with support poles with a large sturdy. Also, decorate some colorful flowers on the edge of the stairs. Like, Cinderella's house is welcoming guests. Mochi's delusion fell apart, when the security guard of Diandra's house rebuked Mochi.
"Sorry Neng, find who ?" ask the guard officer named Mr. Suryo on the badge on the right chest uniform.
"Eh, sorry sir. This is Dian's real home address ?" mochi asked to confirm once again the contents of the message Diandra sent.
"Who is Neng ? I know that there is no name for Dian. But, Diandra," replied Mr. Suryo.
"Yes. Diandra I mean Sir. Dian is there ?"
Mr. Suryo looked at Mochi from top to bottom. Mochi appearance is simple. Just by wearing a shirt and pleated skirt along with a sling bag. Don't forget the thin cork sandals adorning her clean white feet. This girl, how dare to call Non Dian with the name Dian ? thought her.
"WHO'S COMING SIR ?" diandra asked who suddenly shouted from the top of her balcony room, who saw Mr. Suryo like talking to someone.
Mr. Suryo awakens from his daydream. Mr. Suryo allowed Mochi in. Mochi who saw Diandra's whereabouts waved his hand.
"ENTER MO ! HE'S DIANDRA'S FRIEND SURYO SIR !" yell Diandra again. Diandra rushed down to meet Mochi.
Mr. Suryo just nodded in understanding."Please Neng."
"Thank you, sir" Mochi smiled back.
"Mochi ! I was waiting for you. You're not lost are you the same message I sent earlier ?" ask Diandra.
"Slightly Dian. Oh, did the other kid come ?"
"Not Mo, the most nervous," Dian chirped." Come in yuk."
Mochi nodded at once gaping in amazement step by step in his napaki.
Mochi's attention was distracted when entering the living room of Dian's house which was quite luxurious. Golden brown velvet sofa chairs, vases and small jars are neatly displayed in the glass cabinet. The large, golden-brown-framed photo displayed on the wall to the left of the entrance, left Mochi stunned.
"Papa Mama I'm Mo," said Diandra who understands Mochi's point of view.
"You're Dian's only child ?" mochi asked curiously.
"No. There's still my brother. Go to my room yuk," take Diandra.
Mochi followed the footsteps of Diandra who started to climb the stairs one by one. The stairs, which were lined with red carpet, as well as the handle of the stairs painted with golden brown, did not escape Mochi's attention. Every step up the stairs, Mochi always noticed. The stairs are winding like snakes Mochi said. Mochi averted her gaze at the large and luxurious crystal lamp hanging on the ceiling of Dian's house.
Dian who felt Mochi's footsteps did not follow her turned her head.
"Mo's. Don't daydream ! my room's here," said Diandra.
Diandra, who was caught off guard by seeing Mochi never reach her room, pulled Mochi into her room.
"Eh, Dian ... slowly walk her way," said Mochi.
"Lo old Mo. Why are you at the door of Gavin ? there will be a lecture" said Diandra.
"Sir Gavin ? you mean our school's Gavin ?" mochi asked curiously.
"Yes Mochi. Sorry," ringis Diandra.
"so, Gavin is your brother ?"
"Yes Mochi dear ...."
"Duh, my goodness. I'm so deg deg an gini yes," said Mochi restless.
"Why the hell Mo ?"
"No. If Gavin's in this house, that means he's in his room, right ?"
Mochi bit her fingernails restlessly.
"Lo calm down Mo. Brother Gavin, wake up in the afternoon or magrib. About her, last night, sister Gavin came home early."
"Huh ?"
"Don't talk about Gavin. Mending us gradually make his book reviewer deh," asked Diandra.
Mochi just nodded. An hour later, they worked on a book review of the romance genre of teen fiction novels that carried the theme of young marriage. Mochi's choice, among the novels Diandra had.
"Huh, the end is over as well. Later to print the same volume let them do it," grumbled Diandra.
"Patience Dian. Maybe they are just idols again, so they cannot come" said Mochi.
"If they can't come, they have to give news dong. This is not it," said Diandra again.
Mochi just smiled.
"Eh, until you forget to drink geez. Sorry Mo," ringis Diandra.
"Hehe, it's okay Dian."
"Lo wait here huh Mo, I make a drink first," Diandra retorted from her seat.
Fifteen minutes passed, Diandra did not return to the room. Mochi decides to follow Diandra.
Mochi stopped her footsteps in front of Gavin's bedroom door. Mochi was curious, was it true that Gavin admired his same Gavin. Mochi was standing right in front of Gavin's bedroom door. Mochi was unaware, if Gavin had just woken up and yawned wide. Mochi is surprised and gaping at Gavin's disheveled appearance, yet remains handsome in his eyes.
"Eh, who's who !" gavin sarcasm.
Mochi who was conscious was surprised.
"A-i .. hum, a-I ...."
"Lo's not a hick chick who likes to put letters in my locker right ?"
"I-iya," Mochi replied lowered her head.
"Gapain you in my house ! you're nguntit ya !" ketus Gavin's.
Mochi looked up." No Gavin, I have a group assignment with Diandra."
Gavin is reluctant to hear the name of Dian or her mother.
"Go !" expel Gavin.
"L-yes I'm going," Mochi retorted his foot hurriedly while looking down deeply.
"Awh ! Mo ... lo why the hell, nduk street ? so hit me right," complained Dian who wanted to go to his room to call Mochi.
"Sorry Dian. I-I ..," Mochi turned his gaze back to look at Gavin who was walking towards them like a ghost preparing to terrorize."Dian, go now. Before Gavin gets angry," Mochi again pulls Diandra's wrist.
"Ish, why the hell Mo ? it hurts my hand," Dian grumbled looking back at the nobody like Mochi.
"Later I'll explain," Mochi replied that was still pulling Diandra's hand towards the living room in a hurry.
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