The Riot
Diaries

Agatha was trying to remember

when did the man read his diary. And where is Agatha

put the book down, until he could find it that way

effortlessly. The diary should be secret. Not everyone

you can read it, or even access it.

“But where did you get the book?” ask

Agatha was careful.

The girl didn't want to be alone, because

thinking of something that he will not get the answer.

“Yesterday I visited here. When you

go home without saying goodbye,” said the man plainly.

“Actually I also want to go directly in.

But it turns out you've changed the password.” Beber.

“So, I decided to keep waiting like

usual,” the man's final later.

This is the umpteenth time. I don't know how many times

again Arjuna will make the girl surprised by the various facts that he

treat.

“Wait first! How do you know the password

my apartment?” ask the girl.

This time his tone turned serious. Agatha

not kidding right now. This is not a problem that can be considered trivial.

In any case, indirectly this is about security.

As we know if not everyone can be trusted for a period of time

certain. Not necessarily they will remain the same. Anything can change at any time.

“I think you remember, but you forgot,”

Arjuna.

“Honey once,” the next.

“A few months ago you asked me

come by here to get the files. At that time you were in the office.

So, inevitably you're forced to give me your password, so that I

could have access to the inside,” explained the man at length.

Agatha did not immediately respond to the man's words

at all. But he seemed silent for a while. Not that it isn't

understand, he already understands. Kin Agatha remembered very well the events of that day

just referred to by Arjuna. Now it is his turn to grumble.

To the stupidity of himself.

Lucky a few days ago he changed

the password becomes a new password. What is clear, the password this time is for sure

it'll be safer. Because no one knows but him

by oneself. Even the security services have no right to know.

So far it's been safe. Neither Aaron nor

Arjuna or even his other friends no one knows. That way,

they cannot enter freely. Anyway, this place

it is still the girl's territory. He has the right to make rules

anything that aims to protect itself. Because there is no

others he could rely on, therefore Agatha could only depend on

to himself.

“Lucky I came here directly to change words

sandiku,” the inner girl in the heart.

At least now he can breathe a little

more relieved. For the next few months, at least his life will be

it's turning safer. Although it does not guarantee a hundred percent, at least

it's much better than before.

“You said that the file was in your room, in the drawer

study table more precisely,” said the man suddenly.

“It just so happens that under the file map there is a book

dailies. Out of curiosity, I reflexively read it,” a few later.

The man spoke honestly this time. She's been

right to know, even though it really doesn't need to be told. Because it must be Agatha

do not like the actions of the man who impressed presumptuous.

“Then, did you read everything?” ask the girl

any more.

Again, he just wanted to make sure that everything

his fear is true or not. Agatha can't blame men

that's fully. Because after all, here Agatha's position is also wrong. No

he should have asked others for help. More to get inside

his home when he was not home.

But, from this incident he also learned not to

trust anyone. Including those closest to him. There is one principle that

he still believes until now. There is no human being that can

believe in his life. Even Agatha alone could not believe him

by oneself.

Humans have two sides of personality

different ones. There are good and there are bad. Depends on which is more

dominantly. And it depends on which side he wants to highlight the most. Those who

looks good, not necessarily I'm forever behaving like that. Remember one

if every human being has two different sides of personality. If they

being nice, it means they just haven't shown their evil side yet. So

vice versa. The one who had been impressed bad, must have been at least

he has one positive thing in him.

“You disappointed me by acting recklessly

like that,” murmured Agatha flatly.

He doesn't want to talk much when he's upset. Distant

better to be quiet. Want u=whatever he wants to explain what the truth is

as it happens, people will still not understand. They won't be able to

understand until they feel it for themselves.

“I know if my actions are presumptuous. But, I don't

read everything until it's over. Just the first two pages only,” explained Arjuna.

The man was still trying to provide a defense to himself.

Who wants to be blamed outright

like those. Even if he is guilty. Basically, no

there are people who want to bear their own mistakes. Even a thief

no one wants to confess.

“But still you have read it,” Agatha said.

“You should know your limits. Every person

having his privacy each-masinng,” obviously the girl later.

“You can get revenge by reading my diary

also!” chirp Arjuna suddenly.

He almost cut off the brand talk just now.

Fortunately, the girl finished her sentence much faster than

what he imagined. So that new problems will not arise again.

“Consider if it's worth what I do

the previous one!” beat the guy at the end.

A second later, Arjuna reached into his pocket

his pants. Then take a small book out of there. I don't know what book

that's. But, it is much more like a daily agenda.

“This is my diary,” he said while proffering

that thing to Agatha.

“You can read it until it runs out. No problem

absolutely for me,” he said.

Meanwhile, on the side

another Agatha still did not believe it at all. Apparently there's still a man

looks like the one who wrote the diary. If he doesn't seem to care about people

at least he still cares about himself. That's a point

plus for him.