Buntu Street
BE ABSENT

In a room measuring 2x3 meters that looks quiet, only a sobbing sobbing sounds. Alisha was still curled up while hugging her favorite bolster. There was no feeling that could be described at this moment, how could not the man he loved destroy his trust in just an instant.

Alisha never thought about how Aditya could do such a despicable thing. Inspiring a woman then asks to dig*rkannya content, not enough one but two women in the near future.

Sugaring*rkan content, isn't that included in pembun*han?! not quite there, Aditya threatened to eliminate his victims if he demanded. What a cruel act.

Alisha recalled her conversation with Wilda some time ago, Wilda asked her to immediately stay away from Aditya so as not to be the next victim. Maybe this is what Wilda meant at the time, and now it's happening.

Hungry stomach was ignored, he realized the day was near noon and then with a heavy heart rose from his sleep to the kitchen. He immediately prepared lunch because usually these hours both his parents and his little sister came home.

After preparing lunch, Alisha intends to take a bath but before that she turns on her phone first. There are no more notifications except replies from her superior Bu Ria and messages from her unread best friend.

He presses the search button and selects one of the names in his whatshap contacts.

"My Dear ❤" a name that is usually pinned at the top of the line of chat messages, but because of the incident yesterday Alisha had deleted all messages from Aditya.

"Meet me at the lakeside park at 18:30, come I want to hear for myself an explanation from you!" he wrote it and sent it to Aditya.

After the message was sent, Alisha immediately rushed to the bathroom, she took the time to compress her eyes with warm water to reduce swelling. Crying from the morning causes both eyes moist and reddish.

Long enough for Alisha to be in the bathroom, she came back crying. While flushing his body with water from the bath Alisha hoped that the cold water could cool his heart which was currently hot.

A few minutes later Alisha had completed her bathing activity, she took ablution water because she wanted to perform dhuha prayers.

At exactly 11:00 noon Alisha's parents reached home.

"Asnalaminaaikum!" greet her mother and father at the same time.

"Greetings waalaikum!" sahut Alisha

"wahh, mom's merchandise?" said happy.

"are you at Al's house?" ask mother.

"Why nduk?" father chimed.

"no papa sir, Alisha's eyes hurt so that permission did not enter work first." lied Alisha.

Actually Alisha did not have the heart and felt guilty for lying to her parents, but how else could not she tell the truth if her eyes hurt because of the hard slap marks from Aditya. Maybe his father came to Aditya with a gol*k.

Alisha has never once been yelled at by her father and mother let alone to physical play. They love Alisha very much because thanks to the help of Alisha also the family life is getting better. So it can be ascertained if anyone hurts Alisha then it will be faced with her father.

"Yes, immediately go to the clinic so that your eyes can heal soon!" father's orders.

"Okay sir, Alisha's going to get treatment later".

After a short chat the happy little family moved to the kitchen for lunch together, although one of them was hiding a wound.

"What cook, how good does it smell?" tanya Alshad little sister Alisha, currently 6 years old 1st grade Elementary School.

Alshad's first question hasn't been answered yet. "In the next week Alshad's birthday, Alshad wants a red robot transformer gift?" pinta Alshad with his cute style typical of SD children.

"By dong, what the hell is not this funny sister!" while stroking the top of the head of the sister.

"Alshad finished your meal immediately, learned it and took a nap!" mother's word.

"Yes ma'am" he replied politely.

"Sir Alisha, Aditya why has he never come here? I want to play with Adit?" ask his sister suddenly.

Deg, Alisha is confused to answer.

There was a screeching sigh running down his chest, his hands suddenly cold and trembling.

"Try on the phone later, Alshad is now going to study first!" his orders to sister.