
Fisha sighed as the other schoolgirl took the place she was supposed to be wearing, she finally sat in the very back seat.
When you finish class. Fisha held Alya at the classroom door, she pulled the girl's hand up to the back yard of the campus.
"Lepasin, what the hell," ketus Alya.
"Are you the one who used to work with me?" ask Fisha. "I was wrong with you, Alya?"
"Lo?" ask Alya back. "Gue hates you because you're close to Xaviel, don't you know? Xaviel was my soul mate, when we were kids we were in a match. Mommy Xaviel and my mother agreed that when we were adults we would be together" explained Alya.
"The fool is in the hand of God, not in the hand of man. Any effort someone to match someone if not the God who wants it will not be possible," replied Fisha.
Alya clucked. "Serah," said Alya leaving from there.
Fisha also left the place to go home. It was already afternoon, waiting at the bus alte was very quiet, let alone the rain coming to make the 23-year-old girl feel afraid.
He kept breathing. "Don't be afraid, be afraid of God" he murmured to himself.
Fisha sat on the chair, then opened her phone, if the bus did not come she would book a taxi. He is shocked when he opens his sosmed and discovers rumors about his best friend.
Fisha shriveled confused. In the article it is written, that Xaviel is in a relationship with a beautiful woman. But the man was not known that the man was from Indonesia, not from America, and Xaviel Abyan Maheswara was in a long distance relationship with his lover.
"Here Rumor, people are making rich gini hoax. Not afraid of what? Perdiction perdiction," he said.
After a while the bus came, he got on.
Even if he tries to think positively. But about the rumors continue to hover in his mind, it feels like he contacted Xaviel asking directly with his best friend. Not how, but he knew Xaviel was not a man who made a promise, he had long waited for the man to return to keep his promise.
"Is the promise serious? Or just a tranquilizer? Am I the only one who takes him seriously and he doesn't?" ask him to yourself. "If the rumor proves true, who is Xaviel's lover?"
The girl's mind had drifted everywhere, guessing something uncertain.
When the bus stopped, he got off the bus and walked towards his house.
"Sister Fisha," call someone to make Fisha turn her head.
"Vieara" said Fisha smiling in her veil to see her best friend's sister.
"Remain on this road?" ask Fisha because their house is not in the same direction.
"You go to Fisha's house, this is Ataar's book I used it and he forgot to take it, and got angry, and left anyway," explained Vieara along walking with Fisha.
"You're not afraid to go alone, let alone take the bus. Which driver did you drive?"
Vieara. "Vieara wants to be an independent and simple child, sister Fisha, like sister Fisha," Vieara replied.
"Yes but be careful, enemies or Rival om Revandra'kan much, lest they know and hurt you," said Fisha.
"This is all right, my sister, who gave this to Ataar" replied Vieara, giving the man's book.
"Follow in first, this rain is afraid of anything happening, you will call your driver right at home," added Fisha pulled Vieara's hand.
Vieara inevitably had to come in, even though he did not want to meet Ataar the fierce and cold guy he had met.
Vieara and Fisha pulled an umbrella outside the house and walked in.
"Asslamualaikum" they said together.
"Walaikumsslam" said the person inside the house.
"Look at Umi, there's Vieara" said Fisha, making the middle-aged woman smile and receiving a helping hand from Vieara who wanted to crucify her.
"In her room, she also just came home," replied Umi Aisha then passed into the kitchen to prepare a snack for Vieara.
"Ara, you wait here first huh? I call Ataar, " said Fisha making the 18-year-old girl nod.
Fisha also climbed the stairs to go to the sister's room.
"Ataar," call Fisha open the doorknob. He did not find his sister in the room. "Ataar," cried Fisha. Suddenly the bathroom door opened and Ataar was seen.
"Why brother, yelling," Ataar's curls her hair.
"After you get dressed down, there's Vieara downstairs" Fisha said.
"Get him here? Then what's the point of me going down?" ask Ataar.
"It's coming down Ataar, you son of a man bring your book, it's raining here. Come down and talk to him do not rush, if it rains you bring him home, "fisha said out of Ataar's room.
Ataar just rolled his eyes off guard. After she finished wearing her clothes, she came down.
He saw the little girl sitting on the sofa while sipping warm tea that the Umi brought.
"Well, why are you here? I said come back tomorrow!" ketus Ataar made the girl raise her gaze.
"Don't like to keep people's stuff for too long" said Vieara.
"Where!"
Vieara took out Ataar's book in her bag and gave it to the man.
"Ataar, don't be afraid to do anything?" vieara asked him to give me the book.
Ataar just shut up and opened his book.
Umi came and joined the sit. "How's Ara doing, okay?" ask Umi Aisha at the girl in front of her.
The girl nodded. "Okay umi," replied Vieara, he did call Aisha as umi because she used to play with her brother to go to Fisha's house.
"Mommy equals your daddy?"
"Well, too" replied Vieara.
Umi Aisha was bearded and smilingly looked at Vieara.
"Ataar after the rain you take Ara home, yes" Aisha ordered.
"Kok Ataar's? He can go home by himself, be told to pick up the driver of his house" Ataar protested.
The girl snorted in annoyance. "File me back to the flag to pick up brother El," said Vieara.
"What's? Xaviel's home yet?" ask the fish who just came.
Vieara. "She's done and daddy has told her to go home to lead daddy's company that's here" Vieara said.
Fisha smiled behind her veil, finally the man she had been waiting for would return.
Ataar looked at his happy-looking brother. She knows how her brother awaits Xaviel's return, and every night she writes in her diary about Xaviel.
"But no news yet?"
Vieara. "Brother's return is a secret, sister Fisha. He doesn't want to be highlighted on social media as just a gini-rich trifle" Vieara replied.