The One More Chance
Confident

"Did Mommy say you could?."

Regan looked at her mother flat.

He just got off the car Mr. Malvin who drove him to the front of the house, his mother has welcomed him with questions about the scholarship he told on the phone briefly.

Her feet stepped in tightly hugging her Mother "in less than five months Arz left if Mother agreed to it," she exclaimed.

"Yapz."

Upset at her Mother's eager answer, Regan took off her arms "Mother is so happy" Regan scolded.

Didn't the mother feel sad about being separated from her?.

"Yes Mother is proud dear, your child can get a scholarship abroad. Later one village will say Bu Zahra's son went to college abroad, Bu Zahra is great. It will."

Yes Mother dreams of herself being able to study abroad, even she is sure if she will definitely go to college abroad someday.

Regan sighed, kissed her mother's cheek and entered the room to rest.

Since Grandpa Arya and Mr. Abra gave her the brown envelope, Regan told her briefly to her mother if anyone offered her a scholarship out of Negri.

Regan took out the brown envelope Grandpa Arya gave her, looking at her for a long time thoughtfully. Slowly he opened and began to recite sentence by sentence.

The Ganendra Group Company

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If it is time for rest hours, do not ask how the crowd of school canteens is filled with students. Shouts, jokes and even laughter echoed into one.

Gana, Mila and Rio were sitting in the corner of the cafeteria where they used to sit when they had a break, waiting for Regan who was in charge of ordering food and drinks for the four of them.

Regan came with only two glasses of iced tea in both hands, behind which two of their younger sisters brought a tray of three bowls of meatballs, a glass of Jumbo iced tea and a few snacks.

Seeing that, Gana immediately cried out. "The little king had come with his lady-in-waiting teng tereng... teng tereng.." Gana's furore attracted all the attention of the students.

Regan's habit if it's her turn to order food, there must be two level sisters who always happily help her, another case with her and Rio who have to go back and forth to bring all their orders.

Regan just sat on the chair between them that they had prepared for her. "Thank you" was flat but made the two schoolgirls smile in embarrassment and leave with flowery hearts.

"That's it...." Gana's back on her own.

The three friends looked at each other

"THANK YOU!!!" Mila, Gana and Rio imitated Regan's tone together then laughed out loud.

Not to be bothered, Regan just quietly enjoyed a glass of iced tea jumbanya. Making friends with those who are always urgently and live as if without burden makes him not to bother and enjoy all the things that happen.

"Aren't you tired of the new school year?." Rio started stirring his meatballs while glancing at Regan.

"Don't go in, neither did papa Re, Hafiz and Mr. Avin not come in." Gana is always cuek open the sneck that Regan bought for them.

Even Mila, who is always a heavy drink and food Regan, began to act attractive Regan iced tea, this is one of the reasons Regan always buy extra drinks and food. Whatever is in their midst will belong together.

"Ah .." exclaimed Mila after drinking iced tea Regan almost as big as a glass "You go home now definitely in izini."

"He's the school's golden boy."

"If we go to the Uks, we are asked if people want a trial" grumbled Gana who got a laugh from Mila and Rio. "The questions from A to Z are all read, if the dizziness goes out in class."

Rio's hand begins to open the phone, the habit after eating, playing games or chetingan with the girls in cyberspace.

"Hotsport Yo," pinta Regan and gets a thumbs up from Rio.

"Gan the bowl is turned back, the glass let me bring it later." Mila also participated in opening Hp nimbrung hotsport on Rio.

Almost four years together they always share food, drinks, answers to lessons, even internet package data as well.

Fighting?, sure. Although they repeatedly even a thousand times quarrel not until one day they will be better as before.

Mila, Rio and Gana start playing the same game, but Regan is looking for something on the internet that has been bothering her since morning.

Before leaving school he tidied up his desk, accidentally looking at photos of the students who had received scholarships from them since thirteen years ago. What bothers him is not the photo but the name of Abraham G written on the photo that continues to disturb him.

Although he knew if the G in question was an abbreviation of Ganendra still he felt there was something else from the letter G, but he did not know what.

"Mother kayaknya was very cool Deh Regan" chirped Mila on the sidelines of the game.

Just then it appeared on his screen what he was looking for news titled Abraham Ganendra the heir to the Ganendra Group Company or GG Com succeeded... Regan zooms in on Abra's photo, finally remembering something.

Convinced this time he was right, Regan stood up to take the key of Rio's motorbike in Rio's pocket without izindan running away without saying anything to his three friends.

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The smell of drugs greatly disturbs his sense of smell, he gazes at Ibnu who has faithfully accompanied him since he entered the hospital a few days ago.

Ibnu used to be his secretary, although after he handed over the company to Abra fifteen years ago, Ibnu always accompanied him if Abra could be helped by other secretaries.

"already checked with Malvin how is it going?" Ask lirih.

Ibnu nodded. "Yes, but there's still no news."

"If I had contacted him first how?" suggested Grandpa Arya glanced at Ibnu.

"It's only been two weeks, be patient. Leave everything to Malvin, or if you're impatient, you can bring them together."

Grandpa Arya smiled. "Yes, the sooner the better" he murmured. "I'm afraid of dying first and they still haven't met, what's the fate of my great-grandson?."

Ibn clasping Grandpa Arya's hand calmed him down. "You must be sure, all will be happy. always healthy in order to feel the part in their midst, do not be rash if you do not want them to disappear again."

Grandpa Arya chuckled "Yes, God must have given me a long time."

"definitely."

A very convincing answer from Ibn again showed the confidence of Grandpa Abra who had dimmed.

It was enough that he hid everything from his grandson, this time he had to submit and be confident in God and his grandson. I hope the boy doesn't do anything stupid anymore. That was his only hope this time.

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