
After seeing the video collection that Ryan sent. Space has gone wrong. He checked the truth of the video himself and sure enough, many times Angkasa search, many times it was also the news that only appeared.
After all, the wrong scene in the video is also known to Angkasa. It's impossible if it's an edit.
But why did his father do that?
Yang Angkasa knows his father is just a person who has no big ambitions, contrary to his mother. But why now?
Without thinking much more, Angkasa decided to meet his father in the workroom of the house. It's 12 o'clock at night, but he knows his father must have slept late. That was because he also often did not sleep at night. Bad habits are.
With a careful step and at least not making a sound, Space finally arrived in front of the Wijaya workspace. The lights are still on, visible from the blurred glass on the door of the room.
Space had wanted to go in, but it had become disengaged as soon as it heard the voices of people conversing. Talking about things that are not so familiar Space.
"What did you tell them, huh?!" the screeches came from the phone—maybe—because it sounds a bit unclear. Wijaya inside there laughed, typical of the rich.
"Just add a little spice fiction," replied Wijaya lightly.
"You! Really!" said the woman on the phone was furious.
Space widens its eyes, wait .. isn't this sound—
"Elina, Elina, no matter how much you try, still won't change the facts. They hate you so much."
"I know it's heavy. Hated by my own child. Ck, I'm really concerned. But I also don't want my image to be ugly. If they know that you are their mother, who is certainly rich, famous and lives full of luxury, so the richest person in the world. I'm just a CEO of a company known only to a few countries. It will make me feel like a man who is lower than his wife—"
"What do you care!" elina shouted cutting Wijaya's sentence. "All you care about is money, position, fame!"
Wijaya chuckles. "I want to end this shit. Never mind, do not try harder or the wrinkled skin continues to grow," said Wijaya immediately hung up the phone unilaterally.
Wijaya who was on the phone turned her back to her desk chuckled softly. He then turned his chair and gasped as soon as he saw Angkasa standing in front of him, looking at him coldly and sharply.
"People? You need apa—"
"What did all that mean?"
"So? Ah, that. Just business."
Space breathed a rough sigh. Bored if his father sudsh rambling like this.
"Business to destroy your own son's life?" ask the sarcastic Space.
Wijaya turned her gaze. Exactly like a thief caught red-handed trying to find an excuse.
"How much do you hear?"
"I guess ... all."
"Ck, I didn't expect this niggling father," Angkasa muttered while clucking in annoyance.
Wijaya just stared at the silent Space. Not intending to answer.
"I already know everything," said Angkasa growling slowly staring at Wijaya.
"Then? What do you want to know, huh?"
The snoring space stared at Wijaya. "I'm going to go."
"Then go!"
Space widened his eyes. That easy?
Wijaya returned to turn over his chair. Space then growled, annoyed. Without saying goodbye, Angkasa then immediately left the room. He's not kidding, he's really out of the house.
The space immediately went away, he walked without riding a motorbike. Don't know where to go.
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Wijaya didn't want to tell me where Space was going. But it is the nature of the Kingdom that is stubborn and continues to force to tell where Space is.
"I don't know," replied Wijaya calmly.
Raya squinted her eyes. Feels weird. Shouldn't it be that if the child leaves, parents should be worried? It's kok...
"Oh, yes. You want me to drop off or—"
"Raya ride ojek aja, Om," replied Raya politely.
Wijaya just cleared his throat slowly and smiled faintly. Unlike a normal day, he left later today. Usually he would leave at dawn yet to appear.
Raya immediately took a break and left. Reason to look for Angkasa in school when want to ask Ryan. He is the most clingy friend of Space.
It didn't take long for Raya to get to school. He immediately darted to meet Ryan, who if morning gini usually hang out with IPS children at the back of the school.
"WOY RYAN!!!" yelled Raya waved at the horde of male students who were giving away cigarettes.
"WELL, I GOT A CRICKET TIME!" ryan protested not to hear Raya's screams and instead approached her friend asking for a change of cigarettes.
"Yes, anyway. Gratitude aja. Rejeki lo dapet kretek," said his friend did not pay attention to directly lighting matches.
"RYAN! WIY BUDEK IS SO!" yelled Out angry. He grabbed Ryan's hair and turned to ask for forgiveness.
"EH YES! IT'S BEAUTIFUL! YOU ASK WHAT? WOY, ***** MY HAIR IS FALLING OUT," Ryan said as he held his pulsating head.
Huge snoring hard. He then took off his trap and turned to stare at the cynical Ryan.
"Don't be fierce or neng," said aryan trying to tease. Makes Raya so upset.
"Which number?" tanya Raya direct. With the sound of the bell and the typical style of children make the face angry Raya so funny.
"Even .. uh, I mean Space, why did he, huh, go, huh, huh, how?" ryan asked, it was a mess.
"Delicious, salting said it only once," said one of Ryan's friends while laughing teasingly and whistling in an exaggerated style.
"What the hell are you ah, bother!" ryan did not like it. He then looked back at Raya. "Eh, what was that? The space? Oh she ...."
"Where is he?"
"In kel—eh, why are you suddenly asking him?"
Raya rolled her eyes panted. "He's gone from semalem. His father told me, I think you know."
"Well, he didn't talk to me."
"Where's the crus?"
Ryan knocked his chin thinking. But instantly remembered.
"Eh, he went semalem? Not angry?"
"Where do I know."
"Oh yeah, that means there's a problem."
"Where is he?"
"Gue doesn't know for sure."
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