
I guessed that one day happened. Information that Rudi will be served in Central Java to the ears of Mira. Hana did not escape looking at the princess to find out her response.
Mira's heart says no, but her brain is lazy to give an opinion. Just remember he's numb. If Hana wants to come with her, just follow her. After all, he can not survive alone without a mother even though many family members are ready to accommodate it.
Maybe this is the answer to his prayer. The origin can be far from a place that gives bad memories. Distance Jakarta - Bogor is very close to him. Unknowingly several times a week Mira back and forth is unclear.
Mira strengthens her heart. Get rid of all bad thoughts about the future that can still be changed even though the past is arguably destroyed, messy, difficult to reshape.
"Mira's coming."
Rudi straightened his head from the original bowed down whatever Mira's decision. Honestly, it's okay if Mira kekeh lives in Jakarta. The reason they want to get married is not certain. Hearing Mira agree to join, it becomes a burden in Rudi's heart.
Hana hugged Mira from the side. "We live from the beginning, son."
Inner Rudi asked, did Mira sincerely live apart from her cousins who had been together since childhood?
The shakes on Mira's phone have been ringing ever since. Only the name of the caller changed. Jefri, Clouds, and Juan. The three men had been calling him when he was told he would be contacted back.
"Mira's permission to pick up the phone, Mah."
Mira is shocked to get outside the house, Jefri and Juan's motorbike parked in the yard. The three of them are still on the bike. The clouds sit on Jefri's motorbike.
The one who approached them was Mira. It's not good to talk on the terrace either. Inside there is someone else. If you hear it would be offended. Know for yourself Clouds of ceplas-ceplos, the words of Juan nyelekit, Jefri .. he was a lot silent anyway.
"Mother hasn't come home from the market yet, Jef."
"Gue tau." Jefri's not here to see his mother.
Juan glanced at the door and sandals that were often displayed on the shelf. "While again? What discussion?"
The cloud saw Juan. "Om Rudi wants a mutation in Semarang. You don't know yet?"
Juan grunting. Of course he knows. "Omm? Very sorry you have received him," he chirped in front of Mira.
"Gue Denger himself you come with them. When's going?" ask Jefri.
"Monday ahead."
Jefri turned his eyes to the house that had become Juan's contact. Because he did not like Rudi, Juan moved to Bogor to enjoy time so unemployed who like to waste money.
"When you're really saying goodbye to us" sizzled Juan. "How do you go to college? Where do you choose to move? It's not easy."
"Gue will take care of himself."
"No mungkenn." Clouds memorize the character of Mira. I always say I can do anything but I really can't.
"From tomorrow I help take care of it" Jefri said.
Mira just smiled very thinly knowing Jefri would help. But look at the clouds his eyes immediately sepet. The child feels the most bontot when it is big, still often underestimate people.
"Shit up." Juan glazed against the tree. "Gue can't help anything. Again look for lockers."
"Thank you for everything, Juan." Mira meant. "If you're not the one who started to find out about Mr. Roni no one knows Mirza there. Thanks too, Wan."
"Don't be dramatic!" The clouds winked at his flickering eyes not because of the dust.
Jefri added, "Everyone knows. Go while you can. But your goal is not to run away, just to entertain yourself. If your mind is running away, what you meet in front of must be trouble again."
"Simpen farewell sentence for later. You're not leaving today either."
"Be nice to the people who want to go. The sins of the three of us are countless. Mira will definitely be in sono for a long time," said Awan rebuking Juan's attitude is too indifferent.
Juan hopes Mira finds happiness and freedom there. Not with them, but he'll find the source.
"Quiet down. I'll be the first person you need and be on standby twenty-four hours!"
Juan would have liked to have liked if the cloud had been someone else's child. "Jait his mouth, Jef."
Jefri sighed there was no point in sewing the mouth of the Clouds. Hunting look at needles.
The clouds turned cool as Rudi walked out of the house with Hana.
"You guys here? Why don't you come in, Mira?" Hana half yelled.
"Just stop by, Mah!" The clouds greeted Hana with a wave of hands and smiled at Rudi who stood looking at them. With a soft Cloud comment, "Anjir feels like a motorcycle gang boy snatched one girl around Rudi."
Juan clucked the collar of his jacket as Rudi put on his sandals. "Gue can't pretend to be friendly. Please tutor."
Jefri continued to watch Rudi approaching towards them. Mira turns the clouds respectfully to her. What kind of strange behavior he kept until the thought of paying respect to Rudi. It turned out that it was not the mouth of the doang, but his attitude was beyond prediction.
"After, Sir!" He looks like a student of the police academy.
Rudi saluted Awan. "Morning," he greeted them.
Juan says he's crazy now. His hand lowered Cloud's hand while chuckling flatly. They didn't meet at the site of the operation using all due respect.
"I'm leaving. You guys talk inside."
Juan is lazy. "We are not here waiting for the father to leave, I want to be aja nangkring in the motoran clay of the guava tree."
Kan Mira said what. Once Juan opens his mouth, stab him to the seventh layer of bone.
Rudi then looked at the tree in question. "The waiter's no good. Better not be here too long. I'm pampering. Excuse me."
Cloud's neck twisted until Rudi got into his car which was not far parked from their motorbike. "He knows the color of the aura. I'm calm."
"Sir Rudi can't be underestimated." Jefri shook his head astonishingly they always considered the abilities of others to be below.
"It's not good to make guests not at home," said Juan smiling full strategy.
"Lo the narik?" search Clouds. The first fit comes just wewe gombel. Now there is kunti too. "Demen very lo nyari chick. Haha!"
Juan elbowing Cloud's stomach. "Shut your mouth."
The clouds are in pain. "Here's what a njir broomstick is!"
Jefri thought now was the right time to express their wishes.
"Tomorrow there is no matkul noon. Let's go to Mirza's grave. You also have to be quiet because you go long. This is my special request."