Has Been Hanged
33. Otewe Pulkam's

Four days later...

Almost a week languishing in the official house of Vario, it was getting bored. Not fresh thoughts produced, but a sense of burden and a little feeling of pressure. Not that Vario was bad, her stepbrother was being very nice to her.

There were only a few events that were quite unsettling, and certainly made Ratria feel uncomfortable.

Like what happened this morning...

After dawn had passed, Ratria came out from inside the room. Want to brew warm lemon and honey. Also want to make super spicy egg fried rice. It has long not felt the fried rice made by Mbak Lusi, his tongue so long. Not just the tongue, honestly his heart also misses the gentle woman.

Remember if in the refrigerator, Vario provides complete vegetable ingredients specifically for Ratria. Vario hardly ever cooks or eats at home. Ratria's half-brother spent most of his time at the airport.

Cheats,,!

The door in Vario's room opposite the kitchen, had opened wide all of a sudden. The engrossed Ratria daydreamed while slicing the onions in surprise. The reflex turns around and sees the origin of the sound on Vario's bedroom door.

Even more surprised, Vario came out of the room wearing no clothes. Just a tight short trouser with a half thigh cut and a sexy hang on her hip. Like it's going to fall in sight.

Vario who was like that model so casually took a drink and sipped it. Unaware of Ratria's clumsy looking. Just realized when Ratria had lowered her head and Vario would wash the glass in the sink.

"Eh, Ratria,,!" said Vario was surprised and quickly turned back into his room again. And long enough the brother did not come out of the room. Maybe the guy was embarrassed too.

Vario was out of the room at almost seven. It has been neat and dashing with a long-sleeved white shirt and black material pants. There was still the rest of his clumsiness when dealing with Ratria. The girl also looks wrong.

"Mas, breakfast first. I made egg fried rice. So yummy. Here's your plate, mas," Ratria immediately melted the atmosphere. Vario nodded and immediately sat down at the mini-dining table in the kitchen

"Rat, that one was sorry. I didn't see you. I forgot if there was you" Vario explained. But those lips were already a slight smile.

"Yes mas. No papa. That's natural, ordinary. I also directly sliced the onion again really," said Ratria with sweetness. Vario nodded and immediately had breakfast with fried rice made by the sister. Vario looks rushed.

"Mas, his working hours aren't fixed, are they,?" ask Ratria.

"Yes, Rat. Depend request. It doesn't matter, what matters is the money" explained Vario. The man stood up. Get ready to go to work.

"Rat, on top of the fridge is your favorite pizza. You slept last night." said Vario as he moved out.

"Oh, yes, my mom! Thanks,!" welcome Ratria.

"Eh, Rat. Please rain, my bedroom window shut, yes,!"

"Assalamu'alaikum,!" exclaim Vario before closing the front door.

"Yes, mass!" welcome Ratria once again.

I love pizza, but this time it was a bit less lustful. Still not feeling good about what happened this morning. Actually, this isn't the first.

But before that Vario still wears trousers or sarongs. It was only this morning that Rio was so slow to realize with a very unsettling appearance. Ratria who was unfamiliar with such live sightings, naturally felt very uneasy. Although very understanding if Vario accidentally and too late to realize.

His head turned and his heart was moved to remember the words of Shahdan to him the other day. Shahdan....How are...

The sweet lips smiled wryly remembering her.

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Half a circle of delicious pizza has glided deliciously into the stomach in the stomach. Together with the sound of rain that suddenly fell directly and flushed.

The pizza box was quickly closed and placed on top of the refrigerator. Ratria ran into Vario's room and closed the window quickly.

Intention out terpending room when seeing one photo in the frame at the table. Maybe it was Vario's desk in the room.

Ratria smiled very sadly. It was an SD photo. Very familiar with the atmosphere of SDnya in Sirah Kencong. There was even a little Ratria among the many red and white uniformed boys in the photo.

Ratria is looking for Vario. Feeling like you don't know who Vario was. Only one made himself sure there was a little Vario there. A handsome little boy who looks like Vario at the moment. Ratria smiled slightly and flipped the frame, hoping for something to write.

Ratria's smile disappeared. The photo was of her when she became the king's daughter at the HUT RI parade in her Junior High. Which the mother took and kept. But then it disappeared.

Mother said she helped her younger brother who was still a child to make toys. I looked for him so bored I didn't see him either. The little sister asked said she didn't know.

And now, somehow the process, Ratria did not expect that Variolah was the one who kept the. It feels so crowded and increasingly uncomfortable!

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The desire to return home can no longer be dammed. Ratria went standby to Blitar with a ticket in his hand. The girl is waiting for the arrival of VIP bus at Terminal Purabaya or Bungurasih, Surabaya. The busiest terminal in Indonesia as well as the largest terminal in Southeast Asia. Purportedly..

The terminal Eve was so hot and hot. I really want to buy and enjoy ice. When entering the terminal, he had seen a mini cafe with a picture of fresh ice.

Although in the terminal there are no less fruit ice sellers, but Ratri is eager to visit the outside fruit ice cafe. The arrival of the VIP bus was one hour away, making Ratria immediately move.

A restless heart, feeling uncomfortable and rushed home, made Ratria's chest unsettled. The shadow of the ice fruit that would be refreshing, had been so melancholy. And all that, the cause of the girl was less careful crossing.

Ciiiiiiiiiiit,!!!!

An oncoming car had braked so hard and suddenly. Didn't expect if there was a crosser of the road that cut suddenly. But a little bit of clutter is inevitable.

The hijab girl who crossed the road successfully fainted because of the shock.

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"What if Ratria's awake, can I take her home, doc,?" ask a man who seems authoritative and charismatic.

"Sorry, sir. Although you are a former teacher of patients and ready to take responsibility, but the patient is married. Her husband has been contacted at the address listed on the patient's ID. And it's on its way here." The doctor replied affirming.

"Alright, doc. I choose which one is good. But I'll pay off the cost of the treatment and the entire medication that will be needed. Can you show me where I can pay it all off?" ask the man politely. The young doctor nodded.

"Let me show you" said the doctor, turning around.

"Sus, you take care of this patient. Her husband will come. I went to my room for a while "the doctor told a passing nurse.

"Ready, doc. Please," said the nurse, nodding. The nurse approached Ratria's treatment bed. Observe everything related to the girl.

The victim of a car stamp that had been secretly conscious from fainting, took a look at the conversation from earlier. The shock of being hit by a car, has changed with a very pounding feeling.

There are two causes of rapid thumping in his chest. First because of the man's voice just now. Ratria's leg grazer is his former lecturer, Jati Hutomobowo sir!

The second reason, Shahdan has been contacted by the police and the hospital about him. And even on the way to the hospital.

Ah,how this... What if Shahdan still wants to take him to live together?

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