THORNY ROSE
CHAPTER 76

For the next few days, first and second year High School students are off from their study activities. All because third grade students are taking the final exam.

Which means they'll soon be graduating high school. As for the first and second grades, they will be doing a grade-level ascension exam in a few weeks. After the third grade, I finished the exam.

"What have you been doing!" snapped by Mr. Joko, the papa of Dona and Dami with a thunderous voice filled the room.

Some of the servants were surprised to hear the voice of his Master who was angry. Not wanting to be affected, they immediately avoided..

During this time, Mr. Joko always gets a report from Dona's homeroom teacher. If the princess always gets good grades. He always makes himself smile proud.

With such a report, of course Mr. Joko approved all of Dona's requests. Adding his pocket money.

And what makes Dona smile more happy, there are no more subordinates of the father who watches him. Make it fly free like a bird in the clouds.

"Pa..." Madam Utami tried to make things less tense and chaotic. There are strangers in their homes.

Mr. Joko stared intently at Dona. He wants to be seen if he has a harmonious family with his wife and two children who can be proud.

Dona sat down, silent. Tomorrow is the first day of the exam that he will pass along with the other third grade High School students.

And tonight, unbeknownst to Dona, the father brought in a teacher. The father deliberately invited him to see Dona's ability in the subjects to be tested tomorrow.

He intends to show off. The person called is a teacher who usually teaches his co-worker children lessons.

On the recommendation of his co-worker, Mr. Joko chose the person. See how Mr. Joko's face felt in tens of kilos of stone, with what Dona showed him.

Dona, who never studied seriously, could not answer every question from the impromptu teacher.

The man called Mr. Joko, as an impromptu teacher wore a flat expression that no one else could guess.

To alleviate his embarrassment, Mr. Joko told him to leave immediately. Give a sum of money with an amount greater than the previous deal, as a cover-up.

He can't tell anyone what's going on inside the house. And what he saw and heard. The man could only nod obediently.

For someone like him. Sometimes being indifferent and stupid would even save him from danger. Moreover, he also knows how dangerous Mr. Joko Gianindra is.

"Over this time, whatever you ask always papa follow. Why are you not even knowing yourself!!" it's getting louder.

The look on Mr. Joko's face flushed with both eyes widened, holding back the anger that would explode, if not controlled.

Mr. Joko increasingly does not understand. Why the reports he always received from his homeroom teacher were so inversely proportional to what he was seeing right now.

Dona really couldn't answer the question. In fact, in every answer, Dona is always wrong. None of it is right.

"Pa..!!" Madam Utami also raised her voice.

Mr. Joko stared intently at the wife. "Don't be too hard" said Mrs Utami reminded.

"Papa doesn't want to know. You must graduate with good grades. If not, you will know the risk yourself." threatened the father.

"Pa's." Madam Utami felt her husband had crossed the line. He realized, if everyone has their own limits.

"Remember. I just want satisfactory results." pressed Mr. Joko meaningfully.

"Pa's." Madam Utami shook her head in disbelief. He was afraid that the princess would do something stupid, which would be fatal. And it would even be a thing he regretted in the future.

Mr. Joko just left, ignoring the wife and Dona who were still sitting quietly did not move a bit. His sense of regret was stirring up, he seemed to be being played with.

Madam Utami let out a long sigh. "Don't think too much of papa. Remember, tomorrow you're going to take the exam. You better study in the room."

Madam Utami shifted her seat closer towards Dona, about to touch the princess's arm, but inappropriately, Dona brushed her hand away.

"Don't just say this. If you don't know the way out." Dona's circus.

"Dona!!" reprimand Dami with a loud voice. From that moment on, Dami saw everything that was happening. He just kept quiet and watched.

Afraid that the father would perform physical acts on the younger brother. It turned out that the father was just talking rudely, without touching the tip of the sister's hair.

That was a relief for Dami. But not at the moment. Where Dona does not even know the rules of speaking rudely and rejecting the hand of the mother.

The intention of the good mother. Madam Utami just wanted to make Dona's feelings calm. "Dami, already. Don't continue. It's night." said Mrs Utami. Stand up and hold the son's arm.

Dona and Dami looked at each other sharply. Dona stood up, smiling cynically. "Why? wants ridicule. Cih.." Dona's murmur. Feeling humbled by the look of the older brother.

Dona walked over, smashing her upper arm against her brother's body violently. Because of their height difference.

Leaving her sister and mother. Go into the room. "Let it." pinta Madam Utami.

Dami held back her sense of regret. "Dona has crossed the line ma." growled Dami in a low voice.

Madam Utami stroked the arms of the son. He didn't want any quarrels in the house. Although there is no warmth, at least there should be no quarrel.

That is what Mrs Utami wants. That's all, for now.

Dona closed the door hard. Lock it from the inside. "Yes...!!!! Shit...!!" he shouted loudly.

Dona dropped her ass violently on the edge of her soft bed. Massaging her temples that feel throbbing. "Why papa suddenly did all this. Iihhh.." Sorry, hit the mattress hard.

Even so, Dona's hands did not hurt at all, because the mattress was very soft. "What should I do." sigh Dona began to think of a devious way.

Dona's brain is dead-end. He doesn't know what to do. What Dona knows, if until the value is not in accordance with the wishes of the father, then the end of the history of Dona.

"Papa will prepare something. Eeerrghh." Dona growled in frustration. He did not want his freedom taken away because of the punishment of the father.

His brain is not like his brother. If Dami always gets good grades. Not with himself. That's why Dona used her power to get good grades.

Actually, Dona's not really stupid. Dona has never studied at all. How to study, read a book never.

During this time, Dona always relied on money as an explanation. Dona smiled at the devil. "Why should I be confused. As usual." he said casually.

Dona was really Mr. Joko's incarnation. Cunning and want to always be considered everything by others. No matter what, how you get it all.

As always. Dona will again threaten a student who is his classmate. Where he's the smartest student in his class.

All of Dona's work so far he's been working on. Without anyone knowing. So Dona's grades are always good.

The students are not from poor families. But not rich either. But if Dona wants it, Dona will.

Dona found out about herself. Making something she considers a family disgrace, as a weapon for Dona to threaten her.

Whatever Dona wants from him. He's gonna do it.

Dona held her phone. Cuddle up her phone with a perfect knotty smile. "Beres." chuckling.

"Ehh, why don't I use it to make trouble with the Roses." Out of nowhere, I suddenly get the crazy idea.

But Dona abandoned her intentions. "Don't. The more I know, the more dangerous my position will be. Moreover, I also do not know, until when he will be my pet dog." great-granddaughter Rose.

Different from his three friends. Siska, Weni and Gaby. The four of them are friends because they both seek their own benefits..

Dona laid her body. His hands move agilely on the phone screen. "Done" he said, after sending a written message to someone.

Dona just put down her phone. "The goddess of good fortune has always been on my side." the devil's grin was imprinted on Dona's lips.

How not, the student who is always under his pressure, tomorrow and the next days will be in his class. Isn't that luck.

Elsewhere, Rose sat in front of the television with her hands holding a snack. Occasionally put the snack in his mouth.

"Where are you going, baby?" asked the mother, looking at the Rose who was watching a television show.

The rose shook, the omen did not know. For the next few days where he will be. Stay relaxed at home. Use these few days to rest, or go somewhere.

In addition, the boutique also closed along with the Rose who was on school holidays. Mrs Utami just explained to the boutique clerk. If the store is closed for three days.

Without mentioning the reason why the store closed. The officials including the Rose did not ask. They are self-conscious. And don't want to be too considered pretentious.

The four are grateful. They don't have to take a holiday, just to rest. For workers like them.

"Mom, did Mira take the Roses away?"

Ms. Lina was sitting next to the Rose, busy fixing the buttons of her loose uniform shirt. "Where?"

"To her grandmother's house. Roses themselves don't know where either." explains Rose, with her eyes still focused on her phone screen.

Roses still send written messages with Mira and Selly. "Who's the guy?"

"Mira and Selly."

"As for you, the most important thing is that you have to be careful" explained the mother.

Roses nodded. Reply to messages from both friends. "Mira's taking off tomorrow morning. Said he wanted to come here. Pick up Roses."

"Who are you between?"

"Sopir Mira, ma'am." explained the Rose.

"Yes, why are you still here. There, get ready."

"Mother, get ready what try. Just bring two or three stel clothes in order." The rose laughed crisply, still in the position as before.

Enjoy a snack by pampering the eyes looking at the television screen. "That's you." said Lina.

Suddenly Rose's phone rang. "Mbak Santi, tumbens. What's up?" murmured the Rose, seeing who contacted him.

"Yes, what's wrong?" ask Rose, after sliding the green mark on her phone screen.

"Oh, well mbak." The rose turned off her phone.

"Where are you going?" the mother asked, looking at the rose hurriedly standing up.

"There's a coworker Rose ma'am, up ahead." explained Rose as she walked.

The rose opened the door. Santi and Tia were standing in front of the gate of the Rose House.

"Come in." take the rose.

"Here alone." asked Santi, when the rose wanted to enter the house.

The rose had not answered, but Tia and Santi sat on the available chairs on the porch of the house. "Where do you know the rose house?"

"I never asked you for your address" said Tia.

Roses nodded. Justifying what Tia said. "Awhile, Rose will get you a drink. Santi and Tia want to drink what?" ask the rose politely and kindly.

"Whatever. But the angel yes." said Tia smiling, because of the cold at night. It would be appropriate if you drink warm.

The rose smiled, immediately making the two warm tea. "Why not go inside?"

Roses stir the brewed aine with tea and sugar in a glass. "They want to talk outside Mom. While enjoying the stars scattered."

"You're this, there's just nothing."

The rose lowered two glasses of warm tea on the table along with snack setoples.

"This is mbak, please drink. It's a cake that makes Mawar's mother lo mbak." - the great-grandson of Roses, before he followed the two to sit on an empty chair.

"I thought you made it." chirped Santi, taking the small round-shaped pastry. "Nob." Santi nodded and went back to taking a little more.

"What's wrong, tumben night-night here?" ask Roses.

Santi and Tia threw eyes at each other. Roses felt a little strange, the reason among them did not immediately answer the question.

"Sir.." call the Roses gently.

"On Amel." Tia's great-grandson went straight to the topic.

Because indeed, Amel had not been in work for two days. He reasoned sick. "Why Amel, do you want to look at Amel?" ask Roses.

"Here we are from the house of Amel. Keep coming straight here." Santi explained.

"No, no roses are mbak." Roses feel bad.

"No need to talk about it first." Tia cut their sentences.

"There's something strange about Amel's face." explains Tia.

"Any." great-grandson of Roses, who answered a nod by his two coworkers.

"Amel reasoned if he fell off the bike. But we weren't kids yesterday afternoon stupid."

"Yes, his face was like a bruise from a blow. And also, very strange. Amel wears long-sleeved clothes. He reasoned if it was cold. We saw him sweating."

The rose is still. Listen to what Santi and Tia have to say. "Can't you?"

"That's her. We came here, wanted to ask you."

"What's mbak?"

"Did Amel ever tell you anything?" ask Santi.

Not without reason Santi asked like this to the Rose. A few days before Amel asked permission not to work because of illness, Amel was seen close to the Rose.

Roses shake. "Bak Amel often approached the rose. But not about his life."

"Then?"

"Mother Amel asked Roses to go with him. There's a friend of Amel's mother's lover who wants to get to know the Rose more closely."

"Surely one of them." guessed Tia, remembering the three men of Amel's beloved friends.

"Want to?"

Roses shake. "Today there are also incoming messages, and also calls from foreign numbers. But the rose blocks away."

"Good, I was also less alone with them." said Santi.

The rose smiled. "Not that they're handsome. Mbak Santi and mbak Tia." Goda Mawar plays both eyebrows.

"But not like they are also kale... Especially when I asked Amel, Amel's answer was floating." explained Tia with a strange expression.

"Floating" said Roses and Santi together.

Tia nodded, sipped a bit of the warm tea that was in front of her, then returned it on the table. "Gue asked about them. Anyway, Amel's answer is not even a path. Well, not anyway." explained Tia.

"Oh yes Roses, what is the reason when rejecting the invitation of Amel?"

"There's a. Santi wants to know." Rose did not say it, she knew if she said the reason, surely she would be tempted by Santi and Tia.

"Yes,,, elaaaa. use the secrets of all." said Santi.

"Eh,, wait. If not, I've seen one of them wrong." continued Santi.

"Where?" ask Roses. With Tia staring fixedly at Santi, waiting for what would come out of Santi's mouth.

"At the side of the road. Same with other motorists. They are also many." Santi still remembers their faces and bikes.

"Elo remind me, when I'm out on my own. As I again come months, my pads and elo run out at the same time." explained Santi with details.

Silent rose. It's not one of them hanging out on the road with the other riders.

But more on Amel. "Did Amel already know. But he kept it a secret from us." said the Rose in his heart.