Sky Earth
CHAPTER 6

For some reason after seeing a girl who was very similar to him last afternoon, Hafidz's mind always guessed things that were not necessarily the truth. Even he was so unfocused when guiding Ziva, that the little girl always protested, not like usual.

"Sir Hafidz, Brother!" ziva exclaimed several times, but Hafidz still did not hear, I do not know what the young man was thinking.

"Sister Hafidz!" ziva's exclaiming is getting louder.

"Eh, is it over?" ask Hafidz without sin.

Ziva pursed his lips while rolling his eyeballs in annoyance. "Udah from last time, Brother Hafidz did the hell, until I was in cuekin, I report Mama tau tasa," threatened the little girl.

"Sir Hafidz apologise for Ziva being beautiful. Promise not to nyuekin Ziva again." Hafidz thrust his pinky in front of Ziva. The girl linked her little finger to Hafidz's little finger.

"Smile dong" pinta Hafidz.

Ziva according to, he smiled sweetly and came back cheerful as before.

"Well, it's getting pretty" praised Hafidz and succeeded in making Ziva shy.

Hafidz examined Ziva's work, carefully. He smiled when he found all the questions he gave were done right by Ziva.

"The more pinter aja adek Kak Hafidz this." Hafidz rattled Ziva's hair with anxiety, and the girl did not protest in the slightest.

"Later tonight teach me to pay again, brother. I'd like to learn from Hafidz's sister" Pinta Ziva.

The night before returning home, Hafidz had listened to Ziva teach and it turned out that the little girl was addicted.

"Yes later, yes, now we continue to learn first" said Hafidz.

Ziva nodded, and returned to study with Hafidz.

Just half an hour Hafidz explained the lesson, Ziva was bored, maybe because they had not rested and played ball as usual.

"Have a rest, sister, I'm bored" complained Ziva.

"Jude, let's take a break. Wanna play ball?" hafidz.

Ziva shook his head, for some reason the little girl looked as uninspired as ever.

"So Hafidz can play guitar? Usually Papa if again bosen work often play guitar," asked the girl.

Hafidz nodded, "Can you play guitar?" tanyakanya.

"Can we play in front with Mas-mas and Mbak-mbak" Ziva seems excited, because Hafidz can do what he wants.

"But tell me first with Papa, if Kak Hafidz wants his guitar pinjem," pinta Hafidz, he did not want to carelessly use other people's belongings.

"Ready! Ziva call Papa first yes,"

After getting permission from Papa Ziva, they both sat on the front porch of the workers' room in the house, which was located right in the yard of the house. They sang along with the song determined by the little lady in the house. Ziva was close to all the workers in his house, because before Hafidz, he was often at home with Art and his nanny, while both his parents worked and would return in the afternoon.

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"Your voice is good Fidz, his guitar playing is also good. You can play at Amora's cafe sometime," Ando just came home from work and found Hafidz and Ziva still playing guitar in the backyard, because the workers had to go back to work.

"Sir Ando, just came home sir?" ask Hafidz surprised.

"Yes, there's people singing straight here." The host sat down in an empty chair.

"I'm serious Fidz, Sunday night coming to the cafe near your campus, happens to be a singer who usually sang there again home, who knows many visitors who like your voice, good really," Ando is still discussing Hafidz's voice although Hafidz has yet to respond.

"Don't hesitate! You can do it, which is important," he added, seeing Hafidz's seemingly hesitant reaction.

"God willing, sir, I will come later" said Hafid finally.

Arriving at the boarding house, he again remembered the girl who was very similar to him. Looking for a photo when he was a baby, then staring at the old photo, without feeling his tears flowing when remembering his life story that was deliberately discarded.

"What was the reason they threw me away?" ask him to yourself.

He exhaled a long breath, dispelling the tightness in the chest. You can't think negatively, because you don't know what the real thing is. The thought of that made him fall asleep just like that.

The next day, Hafidz is determined to find out information about the girl. He met Indra who yesterday told him about the girl.

"Ndra, can I talk?" tanyakanya.

"Formally, rich people talk to Lo Fidz officials, by the way, what do you want to say?"

"Gue wants to say four eyes Lo, come with me daft." Hafidz pulled Indra who was busy sitting in the cafeteria while enjoying his breakfast.

Hafidz took Indra to a quieter place, he did not want others to know what he wanted to talk about with Indra.

"Gue wants to ask for help, can't you?" ask Hafid.

"Yes, may I help you, what?" ask Indra who is quite curious.

"Lo can't find me the same Maba data I was, please. I need Ndra, really" Hafidz begged Indra to help him.

"What crazy lo? Student data is secret Fidz, I'll get in trouble if it gets caught, not it, just a lo!" Indra refused Hafidz's request.

"Please Ndra, I really need it," Hafidz again pleaded.

"Make what the hell? You have a crush on sam?" indra tuding.

Hafidz shook his head, "There is something very important Ndra, I want to know who he is and his family, that's all, that's all" he said.

"What's important?"

"It's important, please yes Ndra," please Hafidz again.

Indra sighed harshly, "Okay, I'll help. But I want to know what that data is doing?" ask Indra, kepo.

Hafidz sighed, he was confused whether to tell Indra or not, maybe if he told Indra, the young man could help him.

"Well, let me tell you, I don't really want to tell anyone. I hope Lo can help me, because I believe in Lo," said Hafidz then briefly told his life history.

Indra was surprised to hear the story of Hafidz, as well as feeling sorry for his friend.

"Pantesan, from the beginning of college I already thought Lo children people are, look from Lo's face. Maybe he's Lo Fidz's sodara. Okay if that's what I'm going to help," finally Indra wants to help Hafidz.

"Thank you Ndra,"

Indra nodded, "Why hasn't Lo told you a story in the past?" ask Indra.

"Gue don't want to bother other people Ndra, besides I also do not deket the other. You know for yourself, right?"

Indra nodded, Hafidz did not have any close friends or friends. I don't know what the young man was thinking, maybe he felt insecure with the others.

"Don't be insecure, pede. Man is not seen only from his property and throne, but for me the most important thing his heart, I do not care about caste." Indra patted Hafidz on the shoulder, encouraging his friend.

"Lo is Ndra. Thank you for my story" said Hafidz.

After that they returned to class, because soon the lecturer came.

Seriate...

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