The Imperfect Story
Chapter 51

Zayn's departure has rattled everyone, especially Zaskia, Ismail and Devita. The debate will be endless if one of them does not give in.

Rey finally expressed her opinion to stop the endless debate.

"Enough! Already your quarrel, better now we split up looking for Zayn." said Rey pulled Kia's hand to get a little away from Ismail.

"alright. Devita and I will look around the school. You look everywhere, not that you know all about Zayn." - Ismail. Zaskia smiled cynically, the innuendo made her even more eager to find Zayn.

They ride in their cars, Zaskia with Rey and Ismail with Devita. They drove on different routes.

Arriving around the school, Devita asked the people she met by showing a photo of Zayn on her phone. But no one saw the boy. Devita went into the teacher's room and asked them, but the result was still the same. Zayn has not even been in school for a long time, how could he be there without his parents dropping him off.

"Oh Allah, Zayn. Where are you, son?" lirih Devita wondered.

"Patience, we'll definitely find Zayn." Ishmael stroked Devita's shoulders, calming her to keep her calm.

"Do we just go to the police?" devita's proposal but Ismail's shaking.

"Free, Honey. The police will process if Zayn has been missing for more than twenty-four hours" Ismail said. Devita also let out a long sigh, her mistake was indeed very big. Now he feels sorry.

In contrast to Ismail and Devita's search, Zaskia and Rey go to a place they used to visit together.

Kia went to an ordinary cafe that provides ice cream there. The owner said that Zayn had not visited the place for a long time.

The search continued until Kia thought of the residence of someone who might have Zayn there.

"Turn around, Rey. It seems I know where Zayn is now." Kia smiled.

"Are you sure?" ask Rey not to believe it.

"Here you go, listen and trust me." asked the woman and Rey nodded and turned her way.

Kia swiped her phone screen and called the person she was referring to.

Foeto.. Tutt.. Tutt... Three times called the number but no one answered. Kia was unceasingly throbbing, her heart started to fret. The only hope is this guy.

"Quick, Rey. I want to see her soon" Kia said.

"Patience, driving also has rules, Kia. If we're fucked, we might not meet Zayn. But it's the angel of death that's meeting us." Rey said.

"Curtain, it scares me." Kia turned her lips back.

Before long his phone rang, the person on his phone called back. Kia quickly rubbed the green button on that screen.

"Hallo, Ma'am Asih" Kia said after answering the call.

"Assalamualaikum, Ms. Kia." interrupted Asih by saying hello.

"Waalaikumsalam, Mbak Asih" said Kia flat. Want to be angry at Asih who is too long-winded at a crucial time like this.

"Oh Allah, Mother Kia. I'm sorry, I just saw my phone. Earlier, I was busy behind taking care of Zayn for a while." Asih said, sounding very unpleasant to his former employer.

Zaskia smiled, her guess had since been answered already. He did not have to bother to find out if Zayn was in a safe place.

"Give me your address, just send it through the message later." said Kia with sparkling eyes even though it had condensed a little.

"Well, Kia's mother. I'll send it right now." he said to turn off the phone.

"He's asleep, Miss Kia. He is very tired from walking far." said Asih.

"Astaghfirullahal'adzim, quickly send your address, I can't wait to see my son." said the woman.

"Okay, Miss Kia. Assalamualaikum." he said goodbye and was answered gently by Kia.

"How's it?" rey asked after seeing the smile on Kia's face.

"Now Zayn is at the house of Mbak Asih" said Kia and Rey also patted his own eel.

"Gosh, why are you asking me to turn around, anyway? we're a long way from the Asih home." Rey was a little upset and turned the car again to the Asih residence.

"Do you know the house of Madam Asih? I was even just told the address." said Kia saw the address that had just been sent by Asih through a short message on her phone.

"Yes I know, Kia." she said while focusing on driving.

"Kok you know?" ask Kia full of search.

"Later you ask Asih yourself." said Rey reluctant to open the card.

"What exactly are you guys" Kia paused her question because Rey interrupted first.

"Don't think weird. I don't have a special connection like it says in your brain!" Rey flicked Kia's forehead.

"Aw, sick." Kia complained of the pain as Rey laughed.

"Now you're starting to keep something from me, aren't you?" Kia put her lips together and turned her face towards the window of the car.

Rey laughs more and more, it feels like Kia is just adorable. Kia increasingly irritated, folding her hands on her chest because she wanted to emphasize that she was angry.

Not to eliminate Kia's curiosity, Rey actually closed and made a gesture of munguci mouth tight. Along the way they were silent and busy in their minds.

"Do you not want to tell Ishmael first, so that they do not get anxious?" tanya Rey elaborated on the awkwardness between the two.

"Gosh, I forgot. Why didn't you remind me, anyway?" kia said annoyed and started calling Devita's personal number and told her about Zayn who was in the Asih residence.

Kia and Rey also arrived at the Asih residence when Azan reverberated the sign of Isya prayer time. Deftly Asih welcomed Kia's arrival, hugging her tightly channeling her longing.

"Ah, I miss Mother Kia very much" Asih said when the hug was broken.

"Same, Ma'am. I miss it too, usually your face that I see every morning." Kia's tease makes Asih laugh.

"Yes, let's go in. Zayn's still sleeping in the room." Asih led her former employer into the room that was occupied by Zayn and left them alone there.

"How are you?" ask Rey.

"Alhamdulillah, Brother. As you see now." said Asih as if.

"I'll get you a drink, brother. Pray first, the guest room over there. And later If you get bored, just turn on the television, the remote is on it." Asih said then left Rey alone.

Rey sighed deeply then followed Asih's instructions earlier, took ablution water and then performed four rakaat prayers.

After performing his worship, Rey took the remote over the twenty-one-inch television to eliminate her boredom while waiting for Ismail and Devita to arrive.