
In the afternoon Kafka had just returned from Yohan's apartment. The guy frowned when he saw that the store was still closed. Kafka finally entered the house through the back door. In his way the presence of his mother in all rooms of the house. But there's nobody there.
"Mom's not home yet?" kafka murmur.
The guy saw a memo stuck to the refrigerator door. Take that memo. 'Kafka, if you have returned the side dish is in the refrigerator. You heat and eat first. Maybe mom came home a little night because she stopped by my friend's house.' said the memo.
Kafka gave a small nod understanding what her mother had written in the memo. He picked up a side dish in the refrigerator and he put it in the rice cooker to warm it up. After doing that he went inside and went to clean himself up.
On the other side. Yohan was busy rummaging through the drawers in her mother's room. He was looking for his mother's patient data 3 months ago.
"Search what the hell?" asked Yora who was leaning against the doorway while eating ice cream.
Yohan looked at Yora at a glance. Then continue to look for the thing in his way. It's already a drawer in the second closet that Yohan messed with. The previous drawer was left in a mess just like that with the contents splattered on the floor.
"Seriously deh Han, this is if Auntie Anya knows Lo will be in the thud." said Yora.
"Bacot." said Yohan. The guy won't give up until he finds the thing he wants.
"Say napa! I can help you find!" cetus Yora was upset.
Yohan stopped her search for a moment then looked at Yora. Then the guy said. "Mama's patient data 3 months ago" replied Yohan.
Yora immediately patted her forehead hearing Yohan's reply. Want to be searched for centuries will never meet if sought at home.
"Lo search until Lo hair gray hair also will not meet anjr!" chirp Yora.
"Continue?"
Yora sighed. The girl went into the room and helped her cousin tidy up the items scattered on the floor while explaining her point to Yohan.
"All the patient data is in the hospital. It's in the closet in Anya's aunt's room. Auntie told me first. So you want to find it anytime you will not meet if Lo shrill it here." said Yora at length.
"So?"
"Aishh it's up to Lo dah ah! I'm tired of talking to you, Lo. Explained at length You just talk so? Continues to?" the word Yora imitated Yohan earlier. Then the girl came out of her mother's room Yohan.
"YOH!!!" shouted the woman who was currently in front of the room door.
The man slowly turned towards the door. And stood the bespectacled, bright-brown woman wearing a white coat right in front of Yohan with her hands ruffled by her waist. The man looked up at his mother who was looking at him in annoyance. "Mampus me." Inner Yohan.
We go back to Kafka the guy just finished his dinner. He saw it from the rain window that was falling down hard. His mother has not returned. Kafka finally took an umbrella and decided to go to the front of the house waiting for his mother.
Probably about 10 minutes Kafka was standing in front of the store. Come angkot, Kafka wishes it was his mother. And sure enough it was Anggi. Kafka immediately approached his mother and looked up at her.
"What are you doing out in the rain like this?" ask Anggi with a worried tone.
"Waiting to wait for mom. Kafka is not raining. You wear an umbrella." replied Kafka with a laugh.
They both walked into the house.
"Have you eaten?" ask Anggi.
Her mother ruffled her hair with a smile then she put down her bag and sat on the sofa in front of the television.
"Mom, was mom from the hospital?" ask Kafka.
Anggi immediately shook his head. The woman looked panicked. "No! I told you from the flower shop!" answer Anggi quickly. "You don't believe it?" ask Anggi.
Kafka shook his head quickly. "Kafka just asked. If not,." replied Kafka.
"As far as you are, I'm tired." said Anggi then rush into the room.
Kafka remained silent. That guy's feeling is really bad. She was sure her mother was hiding something. And it's certainly not something that's exciting. The boy's eyes glanced at his mother's bag on the sofa. Then immediately shook his head. "No, you can't open your mother's bag without her permission" Kafka told herself. The man turned to look at his mother's tightly shut bedroom door. "Mom, if this kind of mother keeps Kafka even more worried" said Kafka.
At Yohan's apartment, Yora is content to laugh at her cousin who is being scolded.
"Udah Aunt, pity." Yora said with a laugh.
Anya exhaled her breath violently. Actually the woman was not angry. It's just a little upset. Because it should be after coming home from the hospital can immediately rest, because the work of his son instead had to see his room was a mess.
"What are you looking for?" ask Anya.
"Mama's patient's data was 3 months ago and today." replied Yohan as she lowered her head.
Anya frowned. "Why are you looking for that data?" ask Anya in wonder.
Yohan did not answer. The guy glanced at Yora who was sitting next to him cynically.
"Yes yes! I'm back. Dih, you mysterious pretentious Lo." said Yora, then immediately left after saying that.
"Yora's gone, so? Why are you looking for your patient's data?" ask Anya again.
Yohan still did not answer. Anya let out her breath seeing that. He understood that his son had a hard time telling the reason because Yohan was indeed a reclusive nature. I don't know whose character his son is. Though neither she nor her husband are open to each other and do not have a cold nature as well as Yohan.
"You don't want your mom to know why?" ask Anya.
Yohan shook her head. That's not what it means. He was just hard to tell his reason to his mother because he was not used to long talk.
"Alright, mama knows. Tomorrow after school you will go to the hospital. Later mama get the data you need." Anya said as she gently stroked Yohan's head. After that, Anya went to her room.
"Still." said Yohan Lirih. But it can still be heard by Anya.
The woman turned and looked at her son. "Either. Oh yes, my mother almost forgot. You know what to do with the mess you made in your room?" ask Anya.
Yohan nodded small. After that Yohan immediately stood up to follow her mother into the room to clean up the mess she made earlier.
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