
The meeting that took place from this morning must now be stopped first because it is time to rest and lunch. Larisa rushed down to the cafeteria ordering food there. While enjoying her food she booked a taxi online to go to the princess' school.
Food ran out he immediately came down to the front of the building, his order taxi was waiting. The car immediately drove according to the address listed in the application. However, in the middle of the trip the taxi pulled over.
“Why, Sir?” ask Larisa.
“It looks like my car tire deflated, Buk. I check first.” The driver came down to check.
Larisa came down and it turned out to be true, the left rear tire of the mobi was punctured by a nail.
“Sorry, yes, Buk. It looks like Ibuk has to order another taxi,” said the driver.
Larisa could only waste her breath. Meeting time will soon begin.
“No papa, Sir.” Then the woman gave the money according to what was set on her phone.
“Loh, mostly this, Buk. Though we have not reached the destination.”
“Take aja, Sir. Create a tire patch.”
“Still a lot, Buk.”
Larisa smiled and then stepped foot towards the stop not far from where she was standing. Suddenly the sound of a car horn came from behind him.
“Where?” The man asked from behind the wheel, through the window of his car.
In her heart, Larisa again cursed why she met the man again. With a heavy heart he replied, “You go to my daughter's school.”
“Where? Let me drop off,” said Bayu.
“International School K.”
“Ayo, up. I happen to be going there too.”
Larisa refused with a headband. Her phone rang, her name on the screen.
{Iya, Ma}
{Where, La? This meeting has already started loh.}
{It's again on the road, briefly again until}
{Quick, ya}
The call ended, Larisa was confused between accepting Bayu's offer or she had to wait for another vehicle.
“Ayo, just log in. It's late, loh. Want to join a parent meeting, right?”
Larisa had wondered why Bayu could know about the meeting. However, his mind soon suggests that he should go to Kyra's school.
Finally Larisa received the ride even though she actually felt very uncomfortable and uncomfortable. After the woman wears a seat belt, Bayu also runs his car.
“Princess you went to school there?” Bayu opened the chat.
“Iya. Tau from where my daughter chick,” ketus Larisa.
“When we met at the restaurant, I saw your son. She's beautiful just like her mom.”
“Yes, she must be a beautiful girl. Can't be handsome like his father.”
Bayu laughed too. “You are now smart to be funny, yes.”
“Larisa now isn't the Larisa you used to know."
“Iya, anyway. You changed a lot, the first time we met me until pangling and could not recognize you.”
Larisa just looked away from the window with a cynical smile. Bayu is still the same as Bayu who used to be.
“It just so happened, yeah. If I knew our destination was the same, we could go together.”
“Do not expect. I got in your car because I was forced.”
“What's the matter, Sa? The host is angry, just be with me. I know I was wrong, but I'm sorry. I just want to improve our relationship, that's it, kok,” Bayu explained.
His ex did not respond at all.
“I'm really sorry, Sa. After my son was born and he was mentally retarded, I have since come to my senses. That's why when we met, I felt this was an opportunity for me to make amends. Please, give me a chance.” Bayu begged Larisa to trust him.
“OK, I have forgiven you. But it's not that easy for me to accept you as a friend,” explained Larisa.
“I understand, but at least try a little to talk well. Let me not feel that you still hate me.”
Larisa took a deep breath and threw it away. “Will I try.”
“Thanks.”
The black sedan they rode arrived at the parking lot of the International school building.
“We split here. My son entered the SLB section, unlike your daughter.” explained Bayu.
Larisa just nodded. “Thanks for the ride.”
“Sama-sama. Co-workers should help each other. Later if the meeting is over and we still meet again, I will introduce you to my son.”
Actually Larisa wants to refuse, but it doesn't taste good. He can only give a fake smile. Then they both went to different classrooms.