
"Excuse me..."
"Yes, just a minute" cried Rania. "Please come in, brother," he said later.
"Until what's up? Long time no come here." Suddenly, my mother appeared from behind the door.
"Good, Mom. Here, I brought you my mother's favorite molen banana." Ringga gave a white plastic bag that smelled good. The career woman then went to Jennia.
"Gee... Thanks, yes," a smile emanated from my mother's face. "Oh, yeah, where are you going?"
"Go play near here, Mom. While buying Rania. Have not talked together for a long time," said Lingga.
"Home is not too late, yes," said the mother reminded.
"Good, Mom."
"Every Big Mistress" said Rania. "We go first yes, ma'am," he continued.
"Yes, be careful, son."
"So, tell me everything," Pinta Ringga as they arrived at the car.
"I think we'll tell the story at the cafe" said Rania.
"Is there a safer place than in the car?" comment Ringga.
Rania shook her head.
"Tell me everything" Pinta Ringga again.
The traffic jam that accompanies Rania tells her everything that happened to her. He even told me about the weirdness that happened to Qiandra lately.
But there was one thing he still hid, the evidence bracelet that the grandmother gave that afternoon.
"But I have not dared to tell this to the people closest to me," said Rania.
"She meant your family?"
"Yes." Yeah."
"duh... How, huh? Things like this should have been told to the family first. But I get it, you must be afraid they don't believe it or get disappointed, right?" Lingga continued to stare into the crowded streets.
"What do you think of your own brother?" ask Rania.
Lingga simply shrugged with a smile, "There is another world power possible. Magic for example," he said.
"Don't believe in magic?" Rania's eyes sparkled hearing that.
"No. Is this a novel?" lingga laughter.
The smile on Rania's face receded instantly.
Traffic lights change color, from green to red. Quickly, Ringga stopped his Ailaa car.
"I'm even more confident that you're twins. Not just a similar face. The same name. Somehow you separated since childhood and do not know each other," said Ringga.
The editor stepped on the gas again, when the traffic light turned green.
"I was thinking, did Lady Chloe return the princess to her birth mother, and then she twisted all the facts, including all your data?" ujae Ringga's.
"That's impossible! Mama's not that kind of person. Anyway, can the data be manipulated, but what about everyone's memory? Is there mass brainwashing?" protest Rania.
"Well... Doesn't make sense either... It doesn't feel like there's anything reasonable to explain all this" said Mr. Ringga later.
"Haaahs... I feel like I'm totally dead-end." Rania took a deep breath.
"Or don't-don't... Only your memories are manipulated..?" said Ringga. His fingers pressed the horn, asking the car in front of him to give way.
"That's more ngaco. I think it makes more sense that there's black magic interference." Rania was still firm on her opinion.
"Udah, let's think again. Eat first, yuk," ask lingga.
Without realizing Rania, it turns out they have reached the location.
"Eh, hold on, brother." Rania held off the Ringga who was about to descend.
"What's wrong?" Ringga looked towards Rania's view in the parking lot.
"That's my car. I mean, it used to be my car. Now used Qiandra."
Rania pointed to a white sports pajero parked among the cars of other cafe visitors.
"Lho, isn't Chloe's daughter's car a silver BMW i8 coupe? I've seen it on television" interrupted Ringga.
"Yes. That's my car too. But this car is also used for more privacy activities. I remember the license plate of his car. The date I first debuted as a model" explained Rania.
"How do you want to go now?" ask Ringga.
"Hm... We look at the situation while choosing a chair" said Rania.
The girl was not at all afraid of meeting one of her assistants, because of course they would not recognize Rania.
What he was worried about was the meeting with the arrogant young lady. He does not want to be stamped again. Especially jealousy... Huhhhhh...
"Please sit down, Ma'am. What do you want to order?" greet the waitresses kindly.
"Just a moment, ma'am," replied Lingga.
Rania swept through the entire room of the cafe. Same with the Ringga. Suddenly their eyes caught the same person. The two then looked at each other.
"He's there, right?" whisper with eye signals.
Rani nodded. His face looks sour. Qiandra, his rival who now bears the big name of the Austeen family, was busy chatting with a guy.
Who else if not Mikko?
"There's another empty seat, ma'am?" ask Ringga.
"She, Ma'am. At number twelve and the third floor is also still widely available," replied the waiter.
Number twelve? Rania and Ringga look back.
"Where? Let's take the third floor, or move?" whispered Ringga.
But it seems like Ringga does not need an answer. He knew for sure, if Rania really wanted to hear the talk of a young couple sitting at table number ten.
Yes, the empty seat offered by the waitress, located quite close to the main character of their story.
"We're just going there, huh. The order is Punch Cappucino two, yes," said Ringga.
"good. What food? Or do you want to select a menu at the table?" waitress.
"Hmmm..." He looked at Rania. But again, the focus of the teenage girl was in a different place.
"Blueberry macsrons and mango paflova aja, deh," said Ringga.
"Good, awaited."
"Sister, sit there, yuk. But don't let them know" whispered Rania.
"Heah... Is his consciousness back?" batin Lingga half laughed.
And here they are now. It had been thirty minutes they were sitting while putting their ears up and bowing their heads. Rania even had trouble using the scarf belonging to Lingga to disguise its appearance.
"Blog*n. They even vilify my family" said Rania.
"Who is he, anyway?" whispered Ringga. He was confused, was invited to eavesdrop on the back table without being able to talk.
"Cowok is my friend. While the girl next to him is the one who swapped places with me," whispered Rania anyway.
"Huh?" Lingga scratched his head.
The pretty editor did already know the identity of Qiandra. Rania told me that. But why is Rania also hot to see her boyfriend?
Because of the core of the conversation of the young couple, or their relationship is quite close? Don't tell me Rania's jealous?
"What's your next plan?" whispered Ringga.
"Waiting them to leave. Then stalk her" whispered Rania.
"Stalking who? That pretty lady or that handsome guy next to her?"
"Of course Mikko," answered Rania firmly.
Hmmmm... Red smiles seeing him. Fix this there's an element of jealousy.
"Sttts... They're leaving" whispered Rania.
"Judek. I followed them while pretending to pay. You take care, yes," replied Lingga.
Suddenly...
"You guys...?"
"Well..." Lingga and Rania were both shocked.
(Connected)
Thank you for reading. See you around...