Desmala Gralind
Bogor
The basketball game ended in a draw. Kevin is upset because he failed to beat Rakha in the match. And vice versa, Rakha also did not accept that he serialized with Kevin.
The two stared at each other. Mala made eye contact with both of them.
"Rakha, you're thirsty, right? I brought you a drink!" mala slapped Rakha on the shoulder with a big smile. He had been watching Rakha since earlier when playing basketball with Kevin. Both of them were not like people who were competing in a match. But, like there was a personal grudge from the look in both eyes.
"Love" Rakha rubbed Mala's head back. The first time Mala was called dear by Rakha. And it makes the heart beat faster than usual.
"Tumben called out dear" Mala blushed in embarrassment, with the sentence Rakha had just thrown at her. Unlike the case with Kevin who has clenched his hands holding his anger.
"Damn Rakha!" inwardly Kevin, he immediately left Mala and Rakha with a feeling of annoyance that can no longer be contained. So upset he kicked a pebble stone on the road.
"Hhhh!!!" kevin said while kicking a gravel stone.
"Awwhhhh, who's kicking the gravel?" the headmaster's voice grimaced in pain.
"Geez, why hit the principal!" kevin's inner self, though he has no intention of looking for trouble at the moment. But the problem itself approached him.
"Kevin! here you!" pinta the principal.
Kevin approached the principal and apologized to him.
"Mom sorry, I didn't intentionally. The serius!" kevin pointed his finger to form the letter V.
"I don't care, you have to be punished!" reply the principal firmly.
"Don't dong Bu, I'm out of basketball. Time in the law anyway Mom, don't you feel sorry for me?" kevin tried to persuade the principal. But it seems like his efforts were in vain, because the headmaster even grabbed his ear.
"Don't go through it with me! not working!" the headmaster replied as he pushed Kevin's ear to follow him.
"Awhh, mama akhitt. Forgive Mom" said Kevin holding his ear. Along the school corridor Kevin was laughed at by his friends who were thrilled to see him tormented.
The headmaster stopped in front of the library. He took off Kevin's ear. And turned to look at Kevin sharply.
"Now your punishment, you clean up and tidy up this library!" pinta the principal.
"Yes Ma'am" Kevin replied as he stroked his hot ears.
"The Rakha!" rukuk Kevin while mumbling is unclear.
***
After school Mala and Rakha go to their favorite place, the lake. The calm atmosphere of the lake makes both of them very comfortable to be here.
Mala and Rakha sat leaning against each other's backs. The view of the two headed forward, they seemed to enjoy the atmosphere in the lake that was so calm.
"Mala" call Rakha.
"Yes" Mala replied.
"In your family there wasn't a big incident that happened about a month ago?" rakha asked, He was curious about the words of his father that he accidentally heard last night. Why can his father say that the cause of death of his mother is the Mala family.
"What happened?" mala thought. Nothing happened a month ago.
"A month ago I just remember when my mom and dad came home in the middle of the night, when usually if it was midnight they would not go home again. If you do not sleep in the hotel most sleep in the office" said Mala.
"Where did they end up?" ask Rakha.
"From Bogor" replied Mala.
Deg
Especially when she remembers that before her mother died. Her mother did not come home. And the next morning the police came to the house and said that my mother had died because the car in her drive entered the ravine.
"What date did it happen?" ask Rakha.
"If I don't want the date, why?" ask Mala curiously. Somehow mala felt that Rakha was scraping information from him.
"Grandfather, I'll do it" Rakha replied.
"Hm" replied Mala mangosteen with rakha's answer.
"Udah afternoon, go home yuk" Rakha asked.
"okay"
***
In the evening Mala was relaxing on her bed while reading her favorite novel My Ice Girl. The novel's story was able to attract Mala who did not really like to read.
Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok
The knock on her bedroom door made Mala immediately save her novel. Because she doesn't like it very much if Mala likes to read novels.
"Look Oma!" pinta Mala's. He already knew that the knocking was Oma heard clearly from the way his hand was knocked.
"Mala, papa and mama have come home" said oma, it immediately makes Mala excited.
"In fact Oma, Mala samperin mama is just as papa once was Oma" said Mala running down the stairs. He immediately approached his parents who were sitting in the living room.
Mama, papa, where do I get souvenirs?" mala asked with a breath that was still burning.
"You, this old man just came home instead of how are you? this even asked for souvenirs" replied Alisia sewot. Because his son wanted more to be given than to embrace him.
"Have a pity do not have to frown so, love a gift for Mala" said Herman chuckled at the behavior of his son and wife.
Mala immediately went to her room after getting souvenirs from her mother. Mala was very enthusiastic to see what her mother bought for her.
Prangs....
The sound of glass being thrown to shreds made Mala shocked. The voice came from below, Mala immediately came down with what happened.
"Ma, pa. What's that sound?" mala asked her parents who were also looking at where the sound of broken glass came from.
"You're the same Mala wait here! let me check" said Herman. He will not let his wife and children get hurt. The principle of Herman Gralind's life is that he will not let his wife and children hurt.
Herman got to where the sound of broken glass sounded. He was surprised to see the windows of his house smashed into pieces. And what makes Herman confused is the paper attached to the stone used to break the window glass.
"You murderers! you're gonna pay for it!" the contents of the letter.
"Who sent this?" inner Herman.
"Pa, what's wrong?" ask Mala.
"Don't you say you wait there! why are you still here?!"" ask Herman.
"I'm afraid of why-why papa" said Mala while holding her mother's hand.
"Papa no papa, you calm down" said Herman to calm his worried wife and son.
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