The Stairway To Love
12.

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Anggi wriggled lazily on his bed, then opened his eyes wide and realized that he was in Oma's house. The girl was wearing a long nightgown and a two-layer blanket. He remembered that last night he was walking in the village and was cold when he got home. He regretted denying Oma's words that the air in the village was piercing when night came, especially morning.

Anggi got up and went to the window and opened it wide. Breathe in fresh air from outside the room. Now Anggi understood why Oma would not wake up early to cook breakfast. This cold air was so torturous that just getting out of bed was difficult.

The girl folded the blanket and immediately darted towards the living room. He saw Oma sitting while knitting an easy blue-colored scarf. The old granny was too focused until the glasses she was wearing glared to the middle of the nose.

"For Oma!" he said cheerfully while sitting next to the wrinkled woman.

"Have you taken a shower?" ask Oma slowly.

"Not yet! It's cold!" hiss the girl.

"Shower there! You should get used to having a shower early in the morning. You want to go to school here. Where could you go to school and not take a shower."

"But Oma, it's a holiday!"

"Pig!" Oma looked at her grandson carefully. "You have to get used to it. Oma doesn't want you to be unable to adapt and leave Oma alone again."

Anggi. He looked at Oma's face deeply. Wrinkles on his face imply a lot of age. When compared to Anggi, it must be far different. The girl became perceptive in order to become a person who did not trouble Oma. He has to understand.

"If so Anggi take a bath Oma!" sama later.

The girl stepped into her room. Grab a towel and new clothes, then walk to the bathroom located next to the kitchen. He flushed his body quickly, brushed his teeth, and tried as much as possible to finish this shower. He really couldn't stand the cold horn anymore.

Although the sun rises through the window and indicates that there is warmth outside, it does not make Anggi intend to sunbathe out. He wanted to accompany Oma to knit where the old woman could while waiting for the bushel to be delivered.

Anggi took his place next to his grandmother, then he quickly opened the phone. He almost forgot to tell Gladys, if only he hadn't informed the girl, then Glad could have gone on a rampage. He must have been very longing, even though they hadn't met still one day.

"Glad!"

—Members.

"Oi?"

—Gladyss.

"How's it going?"

—Members.

"Good! Lo how? Love it

live in the village?"

—Gladys´s.

"Like!"

Oma can replace Papa's figure with Mama."

—Members.

"Good!

When to play here"

—Gladys´s.

"Not yet to know!"

—Members.

Aggita stared at the screen of her phone with a guilty feeling. He understood how Gladys wanted to meet him. The girl immediately closed her eyes at a glance, she imagined that Glad was now thinking about how to solve the SMS period alone.

"Geez!"

Suddenly the scream of someone from outside the house required him to open his eyes quickly. He seemed familiar with that voice. Very excited teenage boy voice.

"Nephew of Aunt Helen, who likes to bring Oma breakfast!" said Oma.

"Let Anggi take Oma!" reply Anggi while rising.

Anggi put her HP on the table. The girl sauntered leisurely towards the doorway. Then turn the knob and open the door. He looked straight and found a man in front of him.

Sebastian Prananda's.

The man was Bass, staring at Anggi with a gawking look. Same with Anggi, he was no less surprised when he saw Bass standing in front of him with a loud in hand. Anggi tried to wake himself up, this must be a dream.

Dreamlike.

Dreamii..

Dreamiiii...

"Watch?" Bass frowned.

"Bastian?" reply Anggi after Bass.

The two of them were glued to each other and not expecting, they met here. And not a dream.

"Bass, it's coming!" Oma came out of the house and smiled kindly at the man. Then he changed the direction of view to Anggi, he put on an astonished face while Bass began to smile welcoming Oma.

"Geez!" greet Bass. "So this is Oma's granddaughter?"

Oma turned to Anggi, "Yes! It's Difa, but people call Anggi more often!"

"Aggita Difa!" said the man.

Bass chuckled and Anggi looked down embarrassed. He still thinks hard why is there a Bass here? Did the guy follow her? And why did Oma seem so familiar with that man?

"Oh yes Oma! It's chains!" Bass gives a bushel to Oma.

The old woman rushed in and left Bass with Anggi. Anggi still can't ask. In his head was the memory of Bass. Bass with Sebastian Prananda. The man who met him yesterday shortly after he left Mr. Ruben's office.

Not far from thinking about Bass, he was also confused. He did not expect that Oma's grandson who was told all this time was Anggi.

"Lo moved here?" ask the man in a slow tone.

Anggi nodded slowly, "If you why are you here?"

"Make you meet!" replied the man relaxed. She's kidding.

"Why should we meet?"

"Where do I know, ask the same fate!" Bass smiled obliquely.

The atmosphere of the morning was still cool, the breeze moved Anggi's hair. His eyes turned to the face of the man who answered the question with such fuss. Anyway, he's scared. Don't tell me that Bass followed him here just out of revenge.

Nah! N-no! Anggi should not think like that. This must be just a coincidence. "So why are you here?"

"Gue answered!" Bass raised his eyebrows. "Make you meet me."

"Don't ngaco! I'm serious! Don't you follow me?"

"Engga!" tukas Bass firmly.

"Yaudah! I'll go in first!" Anggi retreated slowly but his gaze was still attached to the man.

Probably overrated. But it is so to explain a little about Bass. Not a few people like it in school. But if you review what makes it in and out of the BK room, it makes all the girls choose to run away desperately rather than die really at the hands of ignorant Bass.

"But I'm still confused as to why you're here!" Anggi came back closer to the man after barely closing the door.

He glanced around the village. A place far away from us among thousands of other villages. And it turns out they met here?

"Gue ain't no less confused!" bass replied, relax.

Anggi stared at the day with an intimidating look. From every corner of the pore to Bass's eyeball, he still didn't understand. The man is already very familiar with Oma, it makes Anggi sure that Bass has been here a long time. Probably spent time suspended in the village.

"Gue doesn't care!" anggi said at last, even if it was a lie. "Gue hope I can settle down in life here."

Anggi turned around and immediately entered the house. He closed the door with a slight slam and leaned behind him. The girl took in a frustrated breath and finally Bosa calmed her mind for a moment. He looked down and peered through the keyhole. There was no one on the terrace.

He turned to the window and looked at the corner of the courtyard of the house. Tak Bass was walking slowly and opened the gate quickly. Picking up the bike and pedaling it, drifting away then missing a sharp bend.

Anggi still can't understand why there's Bass here. With lightning fast he darted towards the kitchen and found Oma preparing dishes and arranging glasses.

The girl helped prepare the morning meal. He opened the bushel carefully and yelled out the delicious-looking fragrance of fried rice. In the second part there is rendang, then there is vegetable kale stir-fry. Really delicious.

"Geez!" call Anggi suddenly. "Can you ask?"

"May dong darling!" oma answered. The old woman sat down at the dinner table and grabbed her spoon.

"That guy's name was Bass?"

Oma nodded. "Yes! Why?"

"Engga!" Anggi tried to dodge a little. "His been here a long time?"

"He's Aunt Helen's nephew. If he heard from Helen, he said he got punishment from school, so had to stay in the village. Oma was also confused as to what punishment required the young to stay in the village."

Anggi nodded slowly, "So when is he here?"

"What?" Oma frowned. "Now, are you?"

"Ehhhhhhhhh! We eat yuk!"

Both breakfast accompanied by a gentle breeze blowing outside. The cold atmosphere began to be replaced with warmth that emerged from the outside of the room. Mentari was friendly, it seems. It's just, Bass is like crawling in Anggi's mind.

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Bass put the bike in front of the house and went straight inside. He looked for where Helen was. In the kitchen no, in the room no, in the dining room no, in the bathroom no, and in the shed no. Bass then explodes into the back porch and sees Helen drying her clothes.

"Aante!!!" pekik.

Helen frowned in surprise, the man looked like a person in need of help. "What?"

"Bass wants it! So Oma's granddaughter who wants to stay here is Anggi?"

"Pig? Aye! Called Anggi. Why are you so rich in ghosts!"

"That's Bass's schoolmate" he said.

"Had it?" ask Helen again.

"Yes, too!" mummy Bass slowly. "Why am I bothering gini?"

Bass took a deep breath, then walked towards the middle house in silence. He could see Cleo was playing with her phone in a relaxed manner. The man sat beside Cleo and frustrated Cleo. He was sure that Bass would make him high blood again.

"Why are you sitting here? Far-away dong!" jerrit Cleo.

Bass frowned in annoyance. "Eh, you know why Oma's granddaughter moved to the village?"

"I know what? Emang lo it yes, always blatantly do not mind if you are not sincere to live here!"

"It's not that!" Bass interrupts. "Gue is just you know or not! That's a bother."

Cleo shuddered her shoulders and immediately waltzed into her room. He was facing his cousin. Maybe because Cleo already likes the atmosphere of the village accompanied by fragrant flowers and fresh air. Far from the word commotion and pollution. Bass has not adapted.

"The dead ran away!" hiss Bass is upset.

He immediately grabbed the phone from his pocket. Then look for weirdn dumb contacts. As soon as possible he made a video call and was followed by one by one of his friends.

If these four men are united, then there is no burden on each other's shoulders. Now it's seven o'clock and only Bass is fresh. Others were still on the bed and were smiling like possessed people.

"Gue there's news!" Bass said.

"What?" exclaim the three together.

"There was one school we moved to. Same with my aunt." Bass smiled cheerfully.

"Cewe guys?" Dio direct spirit.

"Grand."

"His name?" fariz asked impatiently. He must know, he almost memorized the whole name of the school student.

"Pig!" answer Bass briefly.

"What??" tekik Dio, Fariz, and Jhon together.

"Pig? Anggi's a friend of Gladys?" Dio's convinced.

"Yes! Difa Anggita." Bass nodded.

"Gue knows! You're gonna want to get him, right? The proof yesterday lo deketin he came home from Mr. Ruben's office. Now you follow him to the village!" John intimidated his best friend thoroughly.

Bass shook. "Engga! I was forced to be in the village! And as long as you know, I'm the first one to come here from Anggi!"

"Yes!" Calming fariz. "The point is after you know Anggi is there, you must have deketin him right?"

"Relieve it!" rebut Bass fast.

"Honest!" Dio put on a witty face. "Lo needs him to help you with physics tasks."

Bass was silent. He just remembered that he had a task now and Cleo couldn't help. Cleo's grades are minimal in counting lessons and it's true that she needs Anggi. He must approach Anggi anyway so that he can go straight to school in the new school year and meet his best friend.

But how to approach Anggi while Bass is already famous so scary?

"How about a woman's heart?" ask Bass.

"That's true! Just deketin!" pekiknya Jhon's.

"Ask the same expert dong!" Dio raised his eyebrows.

Bass remembered that his friend was very reliable in women's matters.

Cleo could only eavesdrop from the door of her room. He could clearly hear what they were talking about. He became curious how the figure of Oma's grandson. What pretty? What smart?

Cleo quickly walked out of the room and darted out of the house. Bass focused more on his best friend until he was unaware that Cleo was passing by from his presence. The girl ran as fast as she could towards Oma's house. Sangking curious how the level of Anggi said by his cousin.

He turned towards Oma's house. Found a black house and a large yard. The girl opened the gate and walked through the courtyard and reached the terrace of the house that was always clean. Oma always sweeps the porch in the evening and morning. That's why the house looks so clean.

"Geez!" call him from outside.

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