
Sezha pointed to where she saw the crying girl.
The grandfather did not give an answer about the daughter Sezha told him about, the grandfather instead asked Sezha to go home.
"You better go home. If so, then excuse me." Grandpa pamper.
"Yes cake." Sezha nodded while dumbfounded.
Sezha felt today after the break, she felt that there was an awkwardness going on around her.
"Something strange yes, just when I went to the toilet I was horrified by the girl laughing so it continued beside the stall, my clothes like something narik, not to mention the plus the stall mother suddenly forgot, keep this one even stranger, there are more girls crying uh quizzed instead diem aja. Well that makes me even more surprised there is the grandfather tau-tau appear, kirain knows ma tuh nangis daughter, do not know just go. Oh, my God, maybe I should go home soon. I need a break." Sezha spoke for himself.
Sezha left this place, he immediately crossed through this crossroads.
After a long journey because Sezha took it on foot, Sezha arrived at home almost 5 pm.
As usual when he arrived at the house Sezha went straight into the room. He rushed to shower, his body felt sticky due to the sweat that stuck when he walked earlier.
Finished bathing Sezha dressed then lying on the bed.
Sezha is still curious about the 'period of Mak Iyem' cottage', whether there is any attraction what is in this stopover picture that makes Sezha very eager to go there .
"The phone number is there, hm did I call you ? or just come there anyway there is also an address here. But there's no way I'm alone there, if ngajak Nova think he wants to not? coincidentally soon also a holiday, itung-itung nenangin mind. You see the place is comfortable also this, yes although there is a bit of seremnya as well anyway, but bodo' ah today where there are ghosts, superstitious doank it. There are ghosts who fear humans." Sezha desperately wanted to go to that stopover.
Disela Sezha was still busy with her thoughts about the Stopover, Sezha's phone rang on the screen of the phone name 'Nova'.
"This child's entire life, just called. Yaudah deh lift, any time there is an important or he still kepo yes hm Nova, Nova." Mumbled Sezha shaking his head.
Sezha picked up the phone call from Nova.
Sezha: "Hello Nov."
Nova: " Hello Zha."
Sezha: "What's up Nov ?"
Nova: "No, I just wanted to say there's this shocking news."
Sezha: "What news is it ? so curious."
Nova: "This you know Fani Anggraini right ? IPS class kid."
Sezha: "Fani Anggraini hm I know you. If not wrong that pretentious kecakepan right, the insignificance, continue to make up his already walking salon."
Nova: "Now yes the face of the dresser. Do you want to know the news I got from a classmate?"
Sezha: "What's the news ?"
Nova: "The makeup guy, the pregnant woman knows not to keep her 5 months pregnant, and you know who got her pregnant ? Khadir, Zha. Oh, my god, gile. I'm sure they must have been expelled from school continue to marry me pregnant already that, but this is yes why just discovered now huh ? hm pinter too that makeup face hides his stomach."
Sezha: "Oh yes, you are justin. Nov sorry this, my stomach mules later we continue again yes. Bye Nov."
Sezha decided just like that, he said without waiting for a reply from Nova.
Nova, who was still at the end of the phone, was confused by Sezha's attitude, suddenly turning off their phone while Nova had not finished talking.
"For Sezha, just play matiin. The period of yes the stomach can suddenly mules. Hm yaudah may actually mules times. Ahhh sultry, shower ah let seger."