
The clouds pat Jefri on the shoulder from behind. "Kok quit?"
Hana approached her daughter without saying anything, only a hug she could give.
Hana hesitates to comfort Mira on the day of mourning. Some were involved and awkwardly greeted.
Ratih talks to Pras, also questioning where Haryo and Juan are.
Pras explained everything that happened. Hana is stunned that her son found Mirza at home. Hana hugged Mira tightly. Mira must be very scared and not yet believed.
"Jefri wants to go in first."
"Gue too."
Only two steps forward, both Jefri and Awan stopped over the ban given by Mira
"Gue didn't let you in."
"Mira, don't be. They're Mirza's friends too" Hana said.
"We want to doain-" The clouds were about to come forward to speak directly to Mira but Jefri's hand came against her.
"Wait here." Jefri breathed a patient breath.
They pulled over to the wall, standing quietly waiting until Mira allowed it. Jefri was sure he didn't mean to ban them. It is only an emotion to see a liar and a traitor.
If Jefri was Mira would have felt the same way.
"Juan," said the Cloud when he saw Juan go hand in hand with Om Haryo.
As usual when John met with Jefri and Awan, they were like oil and fire.
"From the beginning I've never been as fond as his gaze," whispered Clouds fitting Juan passing by looking at them.
Jefri told him to shut up. "Sutt!"
Haryo said, "The hearse are coming soon. Mirza was brought home. Pras and I take care of everything."
Pras said, "Juan, Mira, just as Hana's in my car."
"Who am I, Pah?" His son wasn't driven by a car? Ls it?
"You are watching Jefri with his mother" Pras replied.
"Why did you follow Mirza?" Juan asked.
Haryo nodded slowly. "Hm. I'm out for a minute." He rubbed Mira's head for a moment. "Patience."
Easy to say patiently, applying it is difficult.
"Lo sms Goddess first. He'll be coming here too" remembers the Clouds.
Sure the cloud brought a cell phone. He who informs the Goddess will move the place to Mirza's house.
"Mira wants to come with Om Haryo." He suddenly changed his mind.
Hana instructed Pras to follow her will.
"Samperin mumpung not far away," said Pras.
Mira runs after Om Haryo. Juan stood up to follow them. "I'm going with Papa."
"Well, I want "the clouds will come with them.
"God!" Jefri glanced at Om Pras already ruffled his waist.
They may want to go all. "Your father is here. Do not go anywhere," said Pras firmly.
Cloud's shoulder slumped. "Gue wants to see Mirza very difficult," he can only be heard by Jefri.
"Will be able to."
"When?"
"Pass in the burrow, you're in too."
"Anjrit jokes you don't get in, Jef. We're grieving a moron."
"Wait on."
It was their family who took care of Mirza's body from the bathhouse to the funeral. Juan thinks of Mira's feelings. In the hearse heading home, he did not let go of his hand at all.
After the funeral was over they returned to the mansion, still in Bogor. Pras and Haryo gave little encouragement to his children, especially those close to Mirza.
Mira listen, in the right ear out the left ear. To inhale oxygen is very heavy to live in the shadow of the death of his friends.
Clouds think moving to live in Jakarta would be fun. Can meet graceful girls and date. His life is not far from horror. His head is about to explode.
Jefri doesn't want to decide things alone anymore. He's kapok. The feelings of others are more important.
Surya and Dewi present since the study. They both sat behind Juan. Looking at the grieving faces one by one, the most obvious one was Mira.
"Mira wouldn't be depressed, would she?" lirih Surya's.
"New angels are catet sin lo," said Dewi. "Dengerin' the old man again."
Mira had thought all that happened today was the vision Sanjaya had given her. Everything is not real and Mira can change after waking up from a dream.
Is ... Mirza really left him this fast?