
At 14:00, after school Mala's friends came to Mala's house. After hearing Mala's story if the house is not manicured and dusty. His friends propose to help Mala clean the house.
"Thank you, I want to help you" said Mala.
"Together" reply everything.
"Where do we start?" ask Affan.
"The floor was down first yes, so in this room there are several rooms. The first is my parents' room, over there, next door to the guest room, and then there's the same living room as the kitchen. So we're on duty!" mala.
"Ogheey"
"Dira, you clean up my parents' room huh. Haura you clean up the guest room. And Affan same Zayyan you guys finish the living room, you Rakha I forgot one thing, the dining table was not mentioned. So you set the dining table. I'm cleaning the kitchen!"
"Ready" Rakha replied.
Everyone is busy with their work.
30 Minutes later...
Mala and her friends gathered in the living room. They are quite tired of the work that is not much.
"It's a short break, tired" Affan said.
"Yes not papa. I went to Indamaret first and bought the same food drinks for you" said Mala.
"Pocket to Mala" said Zayyan.
"I'm anterine" said Rakha.
"Come on!"
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In Indomaret, rakha took the basket. And Mala chose her food and drink.
At the same place, the two accidentally meet with Kevin and Dinda.
"Kevin, Linda!" mala.
"Hi Mala, Rakha" said Dinda.
"What are you doing here?" ask Mala.
"Attending a drink" Kevin replied.
"What are you guys? very much indeed. Monthly shopping huh?" ask dinda.
"No, this is for other friends" Mala replied.
Previously Kevin and Dinda already know with the news of the return of Mala. So they were not too surprised when they met Mala.
"We are, yes first! continue shopping" said Dinda.
"First yes, Mala, Rakha" said Kevin.
"Yoy"
After shopping, Rakha and Mala paid for it at the cashier. Then they went back home. His friends must have been thirsty and hungry.
Arriving in front of the house, Mala immediately cheered if she had come home.
"I am coming back" he said a little screamed.
"Now, I brought food with me the same drink! take it as much as you can!" mala put her shopping on the table.
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After his friends came home. Mala felt alone again. He knew that his friends would be able to accompany him. However, there was no way they would always accompany Mala. They also have their own activities.
The clock still shows at 16:00. Mala resumed some of her house on the second floor. He cleaned up his room, his papa's office, his papa's private library.
It doesn't feel like the clock is showing at 19:00. Mala felt her stomach hungry. He went to the kitchen and laid eggs. Fortunately, when in Indomaret, he took the time to buy some stock for his refrigerator.
"Eating alone, it turns out not good yes" said Mala.
"When Mom, papa come back here! is your mom not the same as Mala?" ogre.
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He had been studying for a few hours. But Mala seems to have no intention of returning to class. After the break Mala no longer goes to class. He stayed in the library alone.
He took a book to read it. But his mind flew free somewhere. Even the book he read was upside down he did not know.
"Sorry brother, read again what?"
"Read the book" Mala replied.
"Truly read a book?"
"Yes, don't you see what?" ketus.
"It's a new art of reading books, isn't it?"
"meaning?"
"Yes the art of reading the book back"
"Eh yes back" kekeh Mala. He dropped the book.
"Where's the thrill of reading the book behind her?" ask Rakha.
"Rakha, it's you!" mala said a little screaming.
"Shttt" said Rakha sticking an index finger on her lips.
"Shttt" Mala replied following Rakha.
"Whenever here? why not go to class?"
"Again badmood" replied Mala.
"Why? another pms?"
"Son, I feel lonely"
"There I am with friends. Not enough?"
"I miss papa's mom"
Hearing Mala's words, Rakha lost her words. How could he comfort Mala if she could not console herself for the passing of her mother and father who were languishing in prison.
"I'm sure they'll come back, you pray!"
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Returning home from school, Rakha invites Mala to go to the lake. Only there can they entertain themselves.
"Old time yes we do not spend time here" said Rakha.
"Who said?" reply mala.
"Tell me, we haven't spent a long time here" Rakha said.
"Well, when you spend time in this lake. Without you knowing I'm here with you, you're the only one who doesn't see"
"You mean? you are right here. Every time I come here, but I don't see you, do I?"
"Yaps really" kekeh Mala.
"So you are stalking me dong" Rakha said.
"If so why? can't stalk your own boyfriend" Mala replied.
"Nobody is nagging "his coolness.
"I like twilight tau" ledek Mala.
"Hmm now I'm sure you've always been here, which is why I love coming here" Rakha replied.
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Rakha takes Mala home. After that he returned to his house.
"Every time you come home, it feels lonely again" said Mala.
He entered the uninhabited house. Except for himself.
Mala threw herself on the living room couch. He was too tired to walk up the stairs.
Ting... Kegs...
The sound of the house bell makes Mala wake up again. He was just about to fall asleep.
Mala lazily walked towards the door and opened the door.
"Malaaaa, is this really Mala?"
"Pa, this is really Mala"
The voice of two people who are very familiar with Mala. However, Mala could not see both of them clearly because her eyes were still blur just waking up.
As her gaze began to clear, Mala only realized that the one in front of her was currently her parents.
"Mama, papa" said Mala.
"Yes dear" Reply Alisia.
"Ah no way, I must be a dream" said Mala re-entered the house.
"No dear! you're not dreaming. This is really the same mom" said Herman. Mala fell asleep on the sofa again.
"It looks like he's soy sauce" Herman said.
"Load to my room" Alisia's pinta.
"Yes"
Herman laid Mala on her bed. Both were very grateful that their daughter was really back. The Lord was still looking after their daughter was more than enough for Herman and Alisia.
For them Mala is everything. Luckily someone told Herman his daughter was home. So they immediately made sure to return to Indonesia at that time. To ascertain the truth. And it turns out that the news is not a lie. They could see their daughter still breathing in front of themselves.
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