The Zed Analytical Number Nine
Zedfour
The next day...
"Zas, you see Zweta isn't it?" Zinta asked while trying to call Zweta's phone, but could not be reached.
"Look no. Maybe you have entered class" replied Zaskia while memorizing a foreign language that she has not mastered.
"There is no Zas. I was finished from there because" Sahut Zinta who seemed to have a bad feeling had experienced his best friend.
"Ah don't know, just ask Ali. It's Zweta's cousin" Sahut Zaskia who gives shortcut advice.
"No want ah, shame me Zas" replied Zinta who felt she was not confident.
"Oh my goodness, Zinta, why the hell is he? Oh.. I know maybe you have a crush on him huh? Ha haha cie Zinta" Tempta Zaskia while laughing amusedly.
"What the hell is not funny to know" Sahut Zinta who suddenly became misbehaved after hearing his name in the ear.
But the reality is wrong, Ali who suddenly approached the existence of Zinta and Zaskia in the school yard.
"I'm sorry you saw Zweta?" Ali asked them both.
"Loh, just now we want to ask about Zweta to lo" Timpal Zinta who became wondering after hearing his words.
"So Zweta didn't come home from yesterday afternoon" Ali said, telling reporters.
"Are you serious?" Ask Zinta curiously.
"Honestly this is serious, so I'm asking you. Usually as far as I know Zweta is always with you wherever you are" said Ali, who worries about his cousin's condition.
"Yesterday afternoon did Zweta nganterin Zevana to the house. You see, I also last met them yesterday" Sahut Zaskia added his opinion.
"really?" Ali asked, whose eyes turned to look at Zaskia.
Because Ali is of British and Pakistani descent, making his trademark with a shady eye.
"True, because yesterday I was there with them. Possibly Zweta staying at Zevana's house. Try to call the number again" replied Zaskia responded well.
"Gue didn't save Zevana's number" Ali replied casually.
"Gue has also connected Zevana. The answer is the same number can not be reached" said Zinta with the right answer.
⁇ ️BRUM..!!
There was the sound of motor exhaust belonging to Adnan just stopped at the school parking lot. Then he saw the conversation between Zaskia and Ali from his motorcycle parking lot with a long distance vision.
"Hekh. just broke up yesterday, already got a new girlfriend only you Zas. It's so easy to kiss me" Adnan said as he put his helmet on and walked into his classroom alone.
Though Adnan's vision was wrong, Zaskia was talking to Ali as well as Zinta. Not the two people he said just now.
Teng..!!
The class entrance bell rings.
"Gais has bell, the chatter is continued later. We want to go to class first" Zaskia said as she left.
"We are one class" Ali replied with a sweet smile.
His smile was able to invite the blushing red cheeks that perched on Zinta's face.
...****...
Adnan intends not to attend school today. Because there is an important reason, then he still forced himself to follow the repetition of math lessons. If it wasn't for a retrial, maybe he would still have no permission to go to school.
When working on math problems, he forgot to bring a pencil stationery that became an additional complement when counting.
"Sorry sir I forgot not to bring a pencil" Adnan told Rakesh, a math teacher.
Adnan kept searching the entire contents of his backpack, but all he found was a pen he found yesterday afternoon.
"How many times have I worn this. I borrowed your pen, huh?" Adnan said alone while laughing.
As Adnan was continuing his multiplication calculations, he wrote the zeros seriously. Suddenly in the circle of zero there is a sand wind that blows out about the two neutrals.
"Well, what? My eyes are flickering" Adnan said, closing the circle he made in his book.
"Adnan you why? If you're done please collect the paper now" said Mr. Rakesh with a look full of frustration.
"It's not finished sir" Adnan replied while rubbing his two neutrals.
Teng..!!
The school sign bell rang..
"Okay time is up, please collect your paper back to the front. Ohiya because what has not been collected is only Adnan. So I gave a new task in the form of an essay in a package of mathematical materials" said Mr. Rakesh confirmed his words to Adnan.
All of his classmates Adnan laughed at him.
"But Sir?" Adnan quickly.
"I'm sorry I don't want to hear unreasonable reasons. So many thanks" replied Mr. Rakesh while out of his classroom.
One by one his friends had left him alone in the classroom. Adnan's class coincidentally adjoins Zinta's classroom. Adnan did not know how to act, he was forced not to move from his seat. Because both hands are doing the task of balancing themselves now. The longer the eyes of Adnan the more painful felt due to the wind of sand.
Ahhhh..!!
Adnan shouted until he shed tears because of his pain. Fortunately, someone heard Adnan's scream.
"Well there are still people? Kirain is just me doing here" muttered Zaskia in her heart who happened to still be in her classroom because there was an unfinished task this afternoon.
To ensure his hearing, he ran after the sound. The sound was next to her classroom.
"Human?" Said Zaskia and ran over to Adnan.
"Why are your eyes?" Zaskia asked curiously, she forcefully opened Adnan's palm.
Wusshh..!!
The sound of the wind surrounded by desert sand has come out of the hole that Adnan made in his book.
"Zaskia plis help me Zas" said Adnan who almost sucked his body into the hole.
Then Zaskia tried to grab Adnan's hand. Zaskia was terrified to see Adnan and the classroom was currently full of desert sandstorms.
"Please!! Anyone help me!" Shouted Zaskia with fear.
Finally Zaskia managed to grab Adnan's hand, and remained there holding on to her classroom teacher's desk.
"Why can this be Nan?" Ask Zaskia to him.
"Eitherway. As I remember it as if it came from a pen belonging to Zweta" Adnan replied with a gentle still protecting Zaskia in his arms to stay safe.
"What is Zweta's pen? So you know where Zweta is now?" Zaskia asked Adnan curiously.
Slowly they become difficult to move because of the wind that surrounds them.
"Yes I know Zas" Adnan replied seriously looking at Zaskia's face gently.
*to be continued..