ONE THIRD OF NIGHT

ONE THIRD OF NIGHT
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...-HAPPY READING-...


..."Life is very interesting.in the end, some of your greatest pains, become your greatest strengths." - Drew Barrymore...


..."Life is so exciting .. In the end, some of your greatest pain, be your greatest strength."...


...•••...


A person looks restless, has been a few days his self confined in an unused warehouse. Even though every meal, there will be someone who delivers food. But still, her self would never eat.


Daddy's?


Yeah, his own father locked him in here. His father wants himself to change? Oh of course it will never happen. As a result of past events, the incident that made a poisoned student, his father had guessed if it was the actions of his son.


It was crazy.


Even if it is true that he did. But, still this was not what he wanted to accept, not defeat but victory.


"Gue Definitely, Lo is mine."


Although only in the form of a Poto card, his self can imagine the smile of his heart, and this self is already heavy.


Wanted to immediately kidnap her and take her away out of the country. They will be happy there, every day he will eat his heart puja cuisine, every day he who can only pay attention to the beauty of his heart puja face.


"It's really pretty, anyway?"


His smile turned upward, smirk. Will she make sure that she is the idol of her heart, during her.


...•••...


"Nayra's been to the cafe, just calm down."


Nayla smiled little hearing him.


Zara replaced her already dried-up conpressions with new ones. Nayla is not used to compress with a wetted cloth, her fever will quickly drop if Zara compresses her with bye-bye fever.


Nayla re-opened her eyes as Zara's hand stroked her cheek gently. "For a lot of thought, right?"


Nayla shook her head slightly in her arms. "No," he replied hoarsely.


"How is it?"


Zara noticed the face of her eldest daughter, soon she would become a scholar. However, the condition of caffe gemini's will be back closed, even for a while.


Her husband, Abyan, had also checked her cctv. And it's true that his cctv was hacked, but the case now is not just that.


If the cctv has been hacked, why Nita the caffe receptionist can get a clear recording of Ray pouring something into the food.


The cctv has been out of service since before that. The meaning has been hacked for a long time, and they never checked it. Because it is not necessary, cctv is used only to not happen the scene is not wearing only.


But, fortunately now they are devoted to it. Why is everything inattentive? There is no longer a word of trust for its employees. After all, those who first betrayed the trust of these bosses.


...•••...


The caffe situation is getting worse now. Ray confesses that he did it, and the evidence points to him. Butwhy? Why does not feel the heart to let his own employees plunged into the bars cell.


The student disappeared. Satisfied looking even they still did not find it, Abyan's man had slid to look for the student. Abyan himself will also process this advanced case.


The case is only slightly changed, because the rapporteur first reported the boss caffe. But now, the boss is back reporting to one of his traitorous employees.


The nayra is inexhaustible, Ray just admits it. Not giving her a reason to do so, Ray only shuts her mouth when Nayra asks her the reason.


But, if Nayra asks really you do, Ray? And Ray will answer five times to say yes to me, mbak ...


Caffe was deserted visitors only, even though the case has not been diviral. There are no more visitors who will buy, and the waters also Nayra told to rest first at home, not fired.


There are no more regular visitors at 21:00


Since Shaka became the leader of his pesantren, Shaka never again came here, to order his favorite food. Espresso and red Velvet.


Nayra's been in the caffe for half a day. Ray, has just been taken to the police station, to secure his escape.


Nayra herself, her caffe was deserted after the police car left. His caffe again will be closed for a while, instead of Nayra wanting to complain her. And do what? Nayra won't complain, maybe not now, but later.


He took the initiative to go home first, but the presence of someone in front of the caffe made Nayra raise her eyebrows. Why is he here? Want to hang out?


"Caffe closed," Nayra Tampa said.


"The plan is to meet Nayla this morning. But no, Aunt Zara said Nayla was sick."


Nayra nodded confirming, her sister was sick. But now her mother reported that it was a bit better. "Continue?"


"So I'm gonna get you here, about Aunt Zara, too."


"Continue?" Nayra asked no longer.


"We have to talk, it's important."


Nayra watched her interlocutor. Cellin with his shirt taken out of his jeans, his hair was left undamaged. His religion is Islam but his appearance is not.


Cellin's conscious, Nayra's not his circle. He is better suited to be friends with Nayla, the calm even though silence washed away. But if with Nayra, the brave cellin soul bounced far back.


Nayra nodded small. "May, all lunch."


...•••...


Nayra came home with important news, and was impatient to tell her family. Although not proof, but thanks to cellin himself know now who has the right to watch out.


However, this news also can not be brought to the legal side because later the legal party will conclude if this news is the news of the main game.


Nayra's return was greeted with a deserted house. Already her self-check and all her empty, her sister's room was empty. Where did all of them go? His thinking.


Nayra opened her phone screen, and she gulped roughly. Missed calls from her father and mother 19 times.


Nayra swiped her green button up when her phone screen again appeared the name of the mother.


"Your sister fainted, you called me too."


The mother's upset voice clearly raised a question from Nayra.


"But why, right?"


"For now, anyway? It must be in the opname. Bring all his clothes, huh? About it Buru buru, ngak sempet."


"Alhamdulillah, yes ... Kalok Mommy? Did I bring you all the clothes?"


"Yes, the clothes are comfortable for sleeping? Good to bring the car, come here tonight. All bakinin mother martabak delicious chocolate."


Nayra chuckled, she was already inside her room now. "Have you been, Mother? I'll take a shower first, I'll make it ... If I forget."


"It has to be the tree, right? Assalamualaikum."


"Wa'alaikumussalam."


Nayra disconnected her phone connection. It's okay not to tell a shell. Later or now it's the same.


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...Aceh, 10 June 2023...