
Drive home at exactly nine o'clock. It makes all his family members wonder where Pandu from after work.
Soraya, who was still awake and faithful waiting for the Son, got up from the chair when he saw Pandu entering the house.
"Mama hasn't slept?" tanya Pandu feels guilty for coming home at night and has made sure that the mother is waiting for him.
"Why have you been coming home lately? Ily this afternoon came, Ndu," said Soraya's mother began to interrogate.
Pandu nodded where he stood. "Ily here, Ma? Why didn't Ily tell me?" tanya Pandu felt guilty.
Mrs Soraya clucked lazily. "Try checking your phone. Ily's been calling you over and over. But, you did not answer him," replied Miss Soraya annoyed.
Pandu immediately looked for the whereabouts of his phone in his pants pocket and sure enough, there were dozens of calls that went to his number and a few short messages.
"Isn't it?" tanya Soraya made sure that immediately got a weak nod from Pandu.
"Yes already. Mama I sleep first. You don't sleep too much. Tomorrow you have to work," said Soraya's mother, attention then passed from there.
Pandu rubbed his face rough then walked up the stairs to get to his room. Repeatedly Pandu tried to contact Ily back. However, his call did not get an answer.
"Thank you dong, Ly," muttered Pandu as he was sitting on the side of his bedroom bed.
I don't know what the experiment was, Ily finally answered the phone from him.
"Hello, Ly? Where are you now?" say Pandu quickly because you want to immediately hear the voice of the Beloved.
"Hello, Ndu. I'm at home," replied Ily across the street sounding hoarse typical wake up.
"You're asleep, aren't you? Sorry, I disturbed it like that," said Pandu again who has now lowered his voice.
Pandu could hear Ily chuckling across there. "Not at all. I miss you, Ndu. Where have you been this whole day? Why don't you see me anymore?" tanya Ily sounded sad.
Pandu swallowed the hard-earned saliva. "I ... There was an event with college friends this afternoon," Pandu replied not entirely lying. Isn't Renita Pandu's college friend?
Ily long-oh-ria heard Pandu's explanation. "Last afternoon I went to the house, Ndu," said Ily in a sulking tone.
"Yes, my mom told me. I'm sorry I didn't know you were coming. Tomorrow I will go to the hospital," said Pandu intends to make amends.
Ily chuckled softly. "Alright, Ndu. I'll wait for you to come" Ily replied sounding very happy.
Although not willing, Ily ended the phone call and fell asleep.
In the morning, Ily was awake and ready to have breakfast with his father, Guntur Laksono.
He went down the stairs and could see the presence of the Papa in the dining room. "Good morning, Pa," Ily then kissed her papa soft cheeks and sat down in her chair.
Mr. Thunder smiled. "Good morning, dear," replied Guntur with a warm smile.
"Bi! Please bring the rice to Ily yes," pinta Pak Guntur politely on the housekeeper.
"Okay, sir," replied the housekeeper.
"Well, how to buy rice? When's? Why not call me to accompany you?" fawning Ily with pouting lips.
Mr. Thunder chuckled softly. "Papa bought some rice when he came home from a run this morning. All at once, Papa knows that you really like the food," explained Guntur, who managed to fade the pouting lips of Ily.
"oo. Papa is so considerate. Thank you very much, Pa," said Ily and hugged the spoiled Papa.
"Together, Honey. Come on, eat the rice first. You need a lot of energy to handle patients in the hospital," pinta Pak Guntur gently while stroking Ily's brownish respectful mane.
After Bibi moved the rice sitting from the sterofom to the plate, the aunt immediately served in front of Ily and Guntur oak.
"Thank you, Bi," said Ily and the Papa almost simultaneously. Upon realizing that the two were saying the same thing, Ily and Thunder sir laughed together.
"Together Master and Miss," bi Sari replied as she nodded politely.
"Oh yes, Bi. There's still some rice sauce, that's for Auntie, right? Aunty go have breakfast first, Bi," said Guntur sir politely.
"Good, Sir."
After Sari's aunt, Ily and Guntur spoke lightly about yesterday's passing. Light chatter and warm up the atmosphere in that cloudy morning.
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