Him, Feronika
Ah, Papi is Not Fun

The ferronika realized the aura of anger within the person who was now staring at him sharply, as if Nan would eat him without being chewed.

"Listen first!—" Has not had time for Feronika to continue his sentence.

Nan was about to leave from there. However, quickly the young man's arm grabbed Feronika, then switched to holding Andrea's shoulder.

"Pity your sister? Wait a minute I'll take P3K!" said Feronika, do not bother looking sharp and cold Nan.

Rushing Feronika approached the car after guiding Andrea sitting down to the iron chair in the sidewalk area, the medium-sized box she was carrying on her return.

"Hi, Pretty, what's your name?" hello Feronika, her round eyes narrowed like feeling pain as well.

"Andrea" said Andrea, staring at the wound.

Gently treating Andrea's wound, Feronika blew a clean knee blow and stayed plastered while asking, "Is it so painful?"

"Ehem." His head nodded quickly, Andrea looked glum as she said, "My leg is broken."

Hearing that, Feronika smiled knots then gently rubbed the tip of Nan's sister's head. "It's still so sturdy!" firmly then.

"You want chocolate?" Feronika took out a chocolate bar the size of one meal from the shirt pocket, Andrea seemed to be reluctant to accept.

"The pain decreases after this meal," Feronika persuaded.

"Don't that make a toothache!" sergeant Nan, make Andrea shrink.

"Basic 3G!" sergeant Feronika, make Nan's face red.

The ferronika now gets a gaze that draws an indelibility. Who cares? He just poked and put his lips to Andrea's ears.

"Say your brother, don't get angry, get old soon!"

On the other hand, Nan put on a face as stiff and as cold as a marble. Obviously want to know. Feronika was whispering what to the point that Andrea giggled, either feeling amused or was laughing at something. Obviously the weather changes in the cloudy face that gradually brightens.

"Come, An!" pinta Nan, get away from the shoulder of the road.

"Just a second, dong, ah!" sahut Feronika then whispered something again, "Believe the same, Sister Nik, chocolate can reduce pain. If you need to invite your brother too, let's not fuss."

Nan began to get impatient so he shouted to remind, "An, come on!"

"Yes, yes, wait," replied Andrea as she approached the older brother.

"Remember, yes!" yelled Feronika accompanied by light eyes and raised the little finger, even with Andrea.

The form of agreement between Feronika and Andrea, managed to awaken the soul of curiosity of a Nan. The tip of the eye glanced at his sister's fingers grasping. Never mind, not important either, hurry Nan pedaling the bike.

Right now, Andrea was no longer standing at the back, the young girl was sitting sideways in front.

Ferronika's plump fingers paled because of the strong clenches, the worst impression in the second encounter. He could only watch over Nan's back which was getting further away.

The events at school re-spinned in the mind, the task of the young man had not been touched at all. Hopefully tomorrow morning can be returned, excessive worry causes fret in the heart. After the air fills the lungs, the ferronika exhales slowly through the mouth.

"Sir, come in!"

"Yes, Pi."

As soon as he sat in the car, Feronika noticed the glint of his papi eyes. "What's up, Pi?"

"The fire seemed to have seen the boy before" said Doni.

"Yes, is it?"

A shadow swirled in memory, Doni had once met the young man. However, he himself was not convinced until the memories of the past jolted the mind.

"Nano!"

"Well, maybe Papi misidentified people," muttered Doni as he continued the sentence in his heart, is it possible that the boy was Nano's son? I have to find out. At least I should apologize for the sins I've committed in the past.

"Pi!" reprimanded Feronika, seeing the anxiety clearly drawn on the face of his parents.

"Yes?"

"Is there anything Papi thinks?" ask Feronika.

"What about UTS next month, are you ready? Papi hope the results are not laughable. If not, then get ready to change schools!"

"This sounds like a threat." While throwing his face towards the window, Feronika sighed.

Doni did not immediately reply, his eyes and fingers turned to the tablet in hand. He asked without glancing at it in the slightest, "But hear you list exkul volleyball?"

Instead of responding quickly to Feronika's breath choked, he checked his lips tightly before saying, "Yes, Nik promise this will not affect anything."

Doni took a deep breath hearing that. After that, there was no more talk between the father and the child, this kind of thing often happens. His son was not allowed to choose his own destiny. Even a hobby affair, Doni—the middle-aged man with a thin beard that forced him to take piano lessons, rather than supporting the will of Feronika to become a volleyball athlete.

His authoritarian attitude has been going well. His daughter is quite flexible. Not a big problem for him, proved despite being forced, Feronika can get a champion in every race as it is now, trophies and charters successfully diabetnya.

"This time, Pi. Let's choose what Nik likes." Ferronika put up the looks as bright as possible in order to get approval from the most powerful man in his house.

"As long as you can manage time."

"Ah, thank you, Pi," said Feronika joyful as he sat down, not usually Papi quickly give up. But, thank goodness that's it.

At least it can be the most powerful diversion so that Doni—sang Papi does not mind the mediocre academic values that he managed to achieve during school.

After arriving home, the girl rushed to the room to clean up the body. A few minutes later, he pulled the book out of the bag. He doesn't know what to do, all the cryptic writing—almost gone.

"Okay, let's get started. It's not hard" he murmured as he picked up an empty notebook in the desk drawer.

A knock on the door sounded, middle-aged woman Shahiddah— entered with a tray filled with warm milk and some biscuits.

"Thank you, Bi," said Feronika while drinking milk.

"Don't sleep too late at night."

"Yes, Bi. Oiya Irham is there?" asked Feronika and turned to the right side. "Please call, dong, Bi."

"Where possible, Non Nik has grown up, can no longer play alone in the room like before" said Syahiddah.

"Yes, yeah, where's Irham now?"

"On the same terrace Mr. Lan."

In a hurry, Feronika came out of the room to meet Irham—anak Syahiddah.

"Sir, where are you going?" Doni who happened to pass by did not like the attitude of his daughter.

"Teras, Pi. I'd like to ask Irham for help."

Ferronika fluttered on the last rung of the stairs, her hand was seen holding the staircase.

"Solicit for help on what?" ask Doni.

The cheeks of Ferronika were bloated, clearly impossible to say what he was in need of.

Doni waited while folding his hands in front of his stomach, waiting for an answer from Feronika who seemed to think hard.

"If nothing matters, go back to your room now" Doni ordered.

Instantly the lips of Feronika pouted, in her heart she grumbled. Ah, Papi's not cool.