
Zafran did not come home last night. Alesha increasingly has negative thoughts that should not be beneficial. But it's all because of that guy who didn't answer his last question.
Her outrageous attitude made Alesha cry all night. His eyes were swollen and his nose was flushed like a tomato.
He looked at his face in front of the mirror. He rubbed his eyes which were still spitting out water. Alesha took her breath in. Continuously he breathed slowly. As much as possible, he should calm down.
Alesha could not have gone to school under these circumstances. He also stepped into the kitchen. Take the ice box from the refrigerator.
Wrap with a cloth and compress the swollen area. It wasn't so fast to disappear, but at least Alesha's face wasn't as stiff as it was.
"Poor Alesha," he chuckled lamenting his fate. Ever since Nana's arrival, her relationship with Zafran instead of getting closer, they've gotten farther and farther away.
The clock had already shown at half-seven, and now Alesha changed her mind not to go to school. He has a cooking schedule today. Yes, even though it's noon.
"Gue let's get sick, huh."
Alesha grabbed her phone. Then call Martha. Without waiting for long, the girl picked up the phone.
"LESHA!! WHERE ARE YOU GOING ANYWAY? FROM YESTERDAY THERE WAS NO SUDDEN NEWS OF NINGGALIN I WAS IN THE CAFETERIA ALONE. ARE YOU POLITE?!"
Alesha kept her phone away from her ears. His eyes are breaking. Martha's voice was in her ears. Alesha patted the eel remembering yesterday's incident.
"Oh my goodness Mar. I forgot you bought ice."
"Wahh, you pretty boy!" wanted to curse, but Martha held him back. Remember who Alesha's husband is.
"What a relief you are the best friend of all time!"
Alesha grimacing. He imagined how Martha's face asked to be hit by sandals. He must have been expressing himself like a woman who was hurt while holding his chest.
Now Alesha must find the right reason so that Martha can understand the situation.
"Em. yesterday I had a stomachache. So go to the toilet and don't let me tell you."
Sounding from across there, Martha let out a long breath. "Certainly because of eating sambel dibakso-in!" guess it.
Alesha. "Yes maybe, Mar."
"Eat him don't be cocky eating spicy sambel! Oh I know.."
Alesha frowned. "You what?"
"Lo's got karma, Sha."
"Karma?"
"Karma for torturing a beautiful lombok seller!"
At once Alesha laughed out loud hearing Martha's clumsiness. He could think like that. Stiff stomach. Martha's jokes really made her cry. Martha restored her mood.
"It could be anyway,"
"Apologies, right?"
"Yes-yes I'm sorry."
"Bright winter, are you ready yet? I'll pick you up, okay? We're leaving together."
Alesha shook her head even though Martha would not know about it. "Gue didn't go to school, Mar."
"Well? Why?"
"And I told you, I have problems with my stomach," as much as possible Alesha hid her hoarse voice so as not to sound like a person who had been crying for hours.
"Oh so lo today dong's permission?"
"Yes, please."
"Well I'm alone dong, there will also be cooking lessons, Sha."
"Let's go to the tutoring."
"Oh, if so, get well soon, Alesha."
***
Martha propped up her chin. He was very bored in class without Alesha. It's been two hours of lessons, but he hasn't noticed.
Quietly Martha sent a message to Alesha. He told her that three people in the same class had been absent.
Alesha stopped the drakor being watched. He was getting interested in the conversation this time.
To: Alesha is Not Delona
| Who does not enter Mar?
To: Martha Cabe Rawit
| Gavin with husband lo
Alesha rounded her eyes. "Gavin's? Zafran?"
| They permission why?
To: Martha Cabe Rawit
| Pain.
Is this an earthquake or is Alesha's heart beating? Martha's message made Alesha's mind fixed on the figure of Nana.
For some reason, Alesha hates Nana. He doesn't care if Nana is Zafran's best friend. Oops! Sorry about my ex-friend.
But Alesha became curious, actually what pellet made Zafran sided and defended Nana without knowing the real incident.
If things were like this, Zafran would not believe Alesha's words. Regarding Nana's statement at that time, Alesha was increasingly eager to find evidence.
Evidence that Nana and Zafran did nothing like. But how? He'll prove that Nana's words are all lies!
Alesha did not have much money to hire people. However, he still had someone he could trust.
Who're they? They are Ferdi and Laka. Zafran's best friend knew Zafran's past and Zafran's true nature. If Alesha tells them what happened. They must be willing to defend and help Alehsa.
Martha awaits Alesha's reply. Half an hour later the girl did not reply.
"Shaa! How can you not chat me again?!"
Martha's upset. His intention to find friends when lonely, now even more lonely.
Rest in the canteen? Ah no. He must have run out of seats.
"ZAFRAN!!" ferdi's screams screech.
Martha closed her ears. He threw the blackboard eraser right in his face. Ferdi's cheek and eye area was imprinted with a small black box.
"Whisper!"
Ferdi gaping wide. "Lo again, lo again, you really like looking for my same problem!"
Martha breaks up. "Lo's looking for something! Play screaming in class people. If you want to shout tuh in sono forest, many more friends." Martha's advice is perfect.
Laka giggles. Ferdi stared at Laka. "Son, I'd jotos if you laugh."
His reflexes shut his mouth. "Where's Zafran?" Laka went into class. Ask the Adinda.
Adinda answered. "Not come in."
Hearing Adinda's voice, Ferdi distracted her. "What's? Not in? What's the matter?" ferdi said, shocked.
"Why?" ask Laka.
"Izin is sick" he said."
"ill? What pain?" Ferdi held onto Laka's shoulder. He whispered something. "Don't you get sick for the first night?"
"Hust! diem!" laka's Perspiration. He's just like Ferdi. Don't know what's behind Zafran's illness.
Ferdi closed his mouth because he could not help but laugh. "Si Zafran's..."
"Udah is not a virgin" Ferdi struck his own thigh. Between funny and sad. Funny because Zafran can be that famous and sad because he lamented the fate of those who want to get married but still high school.
The head-scarf. "May your mind go there,"
"Am I wrong?"
"It's not you who's wrong, it's your dirty mind!"
Ferdi hit his chest. "Sick-hearted, Bwang!"
"Sok dramatic!"
Ferdi stared fiercely at Martha. "Are you the same as me? Do you like me? By the way!"
Martha rounded her eyes. "Gue's? Like the same lo?" the girl laughed heartily. "Sorry is yaw, not the same level as the twin monkeys."
"Would you ask me to teach you a lesson?"
"No need, every day I have a lesson. Scheduled again," Martha showed the class schedule.
"Living lessons? Haven't you? Here I teach you not to put your mouth on a plate," Ferdi rolled his sleeves up.
"Defined, not self-conscious."
"Indeed you deliberately make me rise in blood!!"
Ferdi stepped closer to Martha who stuck out her tongue. But before that happens, Laka embraces Ferdi's neck and takes him out.
"Woy, Lak, I haven't-"
"Whisper! Come with me to Zafran's house!"
***