Melancholic Introvert
Chapter 104: Gladish Mother's Residence

“My neighbor is my husband, Arya Bima Prasetya.” Kevin stared lovingly at the Arya photo frame of his collection (which of course the photo was taken and in print from I Arya social media), while kissing the photo with sangar.

After being satisfied to smell the picture frame with a blind memb*bi, Kevin also put the picture frame on his study desk, precisely next to the Laptop who is currently in front of him, and resuming his proposal.

Proposal for what?

Yap~ a good question!

So, a Kevin plans to withdraw his final research assignment at a hospital in Singapore, in order to participate in an internship at a small hospital in the city of Bogor, The same HOSPITAL where Arya conducted the research, namely Permata Hospital.

“Ting Tong, Ting Tong...” Sounded the bell from the doorway of the Apartment of his residence.

“Bell voice, tumben?” Screaming Kevin while raising his eyeballs towards the top, considering that he has not had any friends in Singapore except for Arya.

Usually, if the apartment doorbell reads, there is a delivery of online shopping packages ordered by him, but now he feels he has never ordered anything.

Or, the owner of the Apartment who asked for rental money?

That is not really possible, because he has paid off this apartment contract from some of the money that has been given by Arya for him.

Or, a package delivery from his parents in Indonesia?

Well~ that's probably a lot. Remembering he has not been doing the village home lately.

“Ting Tong, Ting Tong...” Sounded Bell again, who was still waiting for the owner of the Apartment to open the door.

Instead of guessing, even the lazy Kevin was finally as strong as he could to get out of his seat, and ran towards the entrance of his Apartment.

Before opening the door of his Apartment, Kevin also peeked at who the guest who was currently standing behind the door of his Apartment room.

Looks the figure of a beautiful girl, large height, very white, milky white, short black hair, and thick lips with a very bright red lipstick.

“Bule Jamuuuuu?” Pekuk Kevin, while furrowing his eyebrows, saw the view of a figure of Kimmy from the direction of the CCTV camera monitor screen, which happened to be next to the living room door of the Apartment.

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“Here your mother lives Dhis!” Obviously Aunt Ajeng, while showing the small house, which is still made of wood to Gladish.

“Ja so this is Mom's home?” Ask Gladish, with a feeling of concern, how not, for the rest of his life just this time he set foot in a wooden-based house, he said, yah~ even though he is still outside the terrace of the house.

“Tok Tok, Tok Tok..” Aunt Ajeng also knocked on the door of the wooden-based house residence.

“Rossa, Rossa?!” Call Aunt Ajeng, calling the nickname of the Mother of Gladish.

“Tok Tok, Tok Tok..” Many times Aunt Ajeng, knocking on the door of the house. But nihil~ he did not find any signs of Rossa's presence in the house.

“It looks like no one in this house.” Gladish said finally, “Are we going home Auntie?

Aunty Ajeng was not discouraged, he immediately took out his Handphone, from the direction of the black bag that had been in his tenteng.

Find Rossa's contact number, which he once kept, and contact that number.

“Tuuuuuuttt.. Tuuuuuuttt..” Sounded a call waiting from the direction of Mobile Aunt Ajeng.

Meanwhile Gladish was just silent and waiting, deep down he was pounding so hard, He was currently missing the figure who lived inside the wooden house that He was incising at this time, the figure of her birth mother.

Shortly thereafter, a phone call was received, by a figure who was on the other side…

“Rossa where are you?”

*****

“Sssssssssssstttt~ Don't be tight!!!” Tegur Prisil, while covering his mouth with his index finger. “Entar heard by other children again, you know for yourself that in our beloved school, many Lambe Turah!”

Prisil and Becca are currently chatting in the school cafeteria while chewing a bowl of meatballs and coconut ice, each of which is in front of them.

“Pantesan aja yesterday I saw there is a splashy video on Youtube..Just like directly on the same block of the Mall deh, because only half an hour only, because only half an hour, The videos have been removed from some Chanel Youtube.”

“What?!” Pekik Prisil was shocked. “Where, the face of the Cave looks not?”

“No, Loe's face seems safe, because the girl in the video was seen covering her cheeks with her hands.”

“Yah~ because the Cave runs out in the same tonjok Bambang.” Answer Prisil.

“Whaaaaaaaaaatttt?!” This time Becca who was shocked by Prisil's statement, Becca did not expect Bambang to dare to play hands against a girl.

“Bambang accidentally kok.” Say someone who suddenly, directly immersed in front of them.

“Nikoooo!!!” Becca and Prisil cried simultaneously, seeing the presence of Niko in front of them.

“Why Loe even belain Bambang hek Ko, after the evil treatment that you have received by Bambang!” Prisil said not to accept.

“Cause what it is, reality. Not that Bambang wants non-jok Cave, and suddenly Loe is present between us?” Obviously Niko, defending Bambang.

“Please deh Ko, stop belain Bambang!” Keep Prisil back.

“Prisil don't hate the same Bambang, love!” Becca cried to Prisil.

“Becca!” Tegur Prisil, in an unacceptable tone.

“Again, Loe once said that Bambang never like Elo, Gua is sure that Bambang will not do it intentionally to people he really likes.” Just keep Becca on again.

“Oh yes BTW, Videos on the Youtube channel about our fights, which removed the actual Nyokap Gua party anyway, not the Mall!” party Niko said as she sucked the plastic crackers, which were in the big jar that was in front of her.

“Whaaatttt?!” Pekik Becca and also Prisil, who did not understand anymore to the extent where a Niko eavesdropped on their conversation.

“Great nyokap Loe, indeed nyokap Loe has any influence, so you can contact Youtube all to delete your videos?” Ask Becca curious. Usually it is the influential people who can remove some Chanel on social media.

“No influence really, just ordinary mothers, who want to protect their children from social media crimes committed by generous netizens.” Niko replied with a smile.

“Lying! Surely Loe has influence!” Prisil said, not believing.

“Ya udin, if you do not believe.. nyam~ nyam~” replied Niko Cuek, while busy chewing his last crackers.

“So Ko, what's the next action Loe wants to take after this?” Ask Becca carefully.

“Means?” Niko asked back, while sipping Prisil's iced coconut drink glass, which was in front of her. His throat is lemongrass, finished eating crackers.

Reach it again Prisil's face reddened, seeing Niko sucked a straw that was finished in the temple by his lips.

“What Loe will make up for Bambang, after what Bambang has done with Elo?” Becca asked back, furrowing her brows.

#To Be Continued