Hansa & Geeta
LVI Chapter

“APA?!”

I keep the phone away from my ears. Mother's shout when angry can beat the sound of the speaker. It was like a bomb explosion.

“I don't know why Zihan left without permission. I'll be anter back home soon huh?” I answered with a voice swallowing each word.

“Do not later. Take him to ka-rang!”

For who knows how many times, I swallowed. An angry mother is more scary than anything. “I-Iya.. later Hansa anter. Uh-meaning now. Yes now.”

Zihan immediately schematized my shirt irritated. “Kok that anyway?” whispered.

I motioned silence to her, and spoke again to Mother. “Judah Mother. I'll call you back.”

“Make sure you bring him home unharmed huh?!”

I nodded even though I realized Mother would not be able to see it. Then hang up.

“Why not permission? Why are you also here?” my spray is so done talking to Mother.

Zihan immediately took a step back, somewhat frightened. “Abis, I know Mommy is the same Daddy will not permitin.”

“For your information, I didn't kidnap her, Han. Ade lo himself asked me to anterin here. He said he gatau other way,” interrupted Ran with both hands in the air. Fearful blame.

I patted my forehead and shook my head briefly. “We go home first aja.”

“Ke Jakarta?!” Zihan was hysterical.

I sighed and flicked at Zihan's forehead. “To Grandma's house. Mending you on them for a minute. Big Brother's head is a hundred times dizzy now.”

.........

Geeta was unceasingly looking at my sister during the trip back to Grandma's house.

“Kak, why is he glaring at me like that?” whispered Zihan goosebumps.

I just grunt amusedly. Before getting into the car, Geeta whispered to me. He said, Zihan is very similar to Uncle. It's just a female version and smaller.

Indeed, of all the descendants of Grandma, only Zihan and Uncle were very similar to her. Gray eyes, blonde hair, and pale white skin.

“We arrived, this is your first time to Grandma's house right?” I asked Zihan while taking off his seatbelt. Zihan dislikes sitting in the back seat. He just wanted to sit in the front seat next to the driver.

“Iya. The house is nicer than I imagined.”

I'm laughing a little. “How do you shadow him? Old house kayak hut gitu?”

Zihan just chuckled, and scratched his head. Then get off the car. Not long after Ran caught up and parked his car next to my car.

“Wah! Gile, feel abroad. This is your grandmother's house, Han? Really European Ala-ala huh?” ran comments so down from his car.

Without lingering, I immediately brought them in. Om Dien who somehow came down to the TV room alone, looked at us full of question marks.

Just like I saw him relaxing on the couch. “Om! How can I go down? How-how? Alone?”

Om clicked and put down a glass of coffee that he seemed to make himself as well. “Yes is. Om's leg was just injured instead of paralyzed, Han. Bosen is in the room alone. Where deserted.”

Om turned his gaze to the two women standing at the end of the room. “Who?”

I followed his point of view and introduced them. “This is my sister, Zihan. This is Rania, my friend.”

“Your friends girls all yes?”

I ignored Om's comment and continued his introduction. “They're here because Zihan wants to see me. Don't know what the motive is suddenly want to look at her brother.”

Zihan snorted and threw away his face.

“What's for sure, Ran just brought my sister here. But my sister is not permission first with her parents to look at me.” I'm sighing. “So I got scolded. Finish.”

He laughed and looked at the new people. “Pulling-pulling. Kids today know how to get out of the house? You got a problem? Why suddenly run away?” Talk to Zihan.

“I ain't run away!” peekik Zihan won't take it. “Cuman... justan..”.

“What germs?” I'm provoking.

Throwing a finger. “Oh, so you feel unfair because your brother can stay here? While you, can't visit?”

Zihan thought for a moment. “Ga too anyway. Since Big Brother can stay here, I'm even grinning. I can run away, keep coming here diem-diem right? If you're not here, who will take care of me?”

“Dih, does Brother want to take care of you?” sambarku hurry.

Zihan frowned and hit my arm tight. “Judah! Zihan is back!”

“Yaudah there, even good Brother bother anterin you.”

Clearly, Zihan's cheeks were flushed with emotion. “Yaudah come on Brother Ran! We're home!”

Ran who had just received a drink from Geeta, smiled ignorantly. “Dih, how are you sure I want to go home again? Tau capek!”

Zihan growled and stomped his feet. “Emang Kak Ran wants to be here forever?!”

After calming Zihan down, I went back to calling the house guy. This time I called Dad. If Mother, she would definitely yell at me again.

“So? Hmm...” I sound like I'm thinking. “Yaudah, take her tomorrow or the day after.” I paused for a moment and sighed. Looks like Mommy is glaring at him.

“Make sure Zihan ga scratched the least huh? Put the diamond back in perfect condition. If you do you will get a fine.”

I laughed and ended the call. “Zihan, you can only nginep overnight huh?”

Zihan looked quickly. “Semalem?! It's afternoon now. Just a minute?”

I approached the boy and touched his forehead. “How's it going? You want to be here until when? What is your school?”

“Teach effort!”

I snorted and folded my hands. “Kalo tomorrow ga go home, the next days you are here to find your own food. Brother will help you.”

“Who is that?!”

“Yes mending you home!” My voice was rising up and carried away.

Zihan stopped replying to my words. His cheeks were puffed up the sign he was sulking. To be honest, were it not for that stubborn ugly nature that Zihan was a sweet and adorable child.

I cannot imagine how dizzy Mother is every day, every moment is always with her 24/7.

“Just see tomorrow. For now, the decision of the brother is still the same. You can only nginep semalem.” I put emphasis at the end of the sentence.

Geeta who has been watching me since seems to disagree with what I did.

“Why?” stared back at him.

Geeta bends her lips and approaches Zihan. “You can stay here if you want.”

Me, Om, and Ran turned to Geeta at the same time. “Ga can!”

...…...

After the defense that Geeta gave a while ago, Zihan so stick to her. In just a matter of seconds the two creatures were already familiar like old friends.

But I'm pretty relieved by that. Zihan so it doesn't matter how Geeta and I actually met. He believed that we met in Grandma's hometown.

“Sir Geeta also likes ice cream?” Zihan's eyes were shining brightly. I don't know, it's like Zihan always specifies people who like ice cream.

Geeta nodded in spirit. “Gotly like! Tomorrow Hannie will buy it for us!”

Zihan tilted his head in astonishment upon hearing Geeta's call to me. Uh! I forgot to tell him!

“Hannie? How did Geeta know that nickname? You guys have known you for a long time?” Zihan's voice was filled with suspicion.

I held my breath so panicked.

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