Ustad Or Alkash?
Allegedly Mu Salah Kaprah, Andin!

"Andin, let's go down. You want to come and help Ummi, don't you?"

Buy in. Missing. The memories that he had not fully explored had been membuyar instantaneously after the soft voice of Ummi who called and invited him.

"Ah yes Ummi, of course."

Andin got down from Ummi's black car very gracefully. After the last two years, it looks a little different. He looks a little grown up. I don't know what makes him a person that he's not.

Ummi smiled at Andin. Then he took Andin's hand like a mother to his daughter.

The two of them walked down the streets of the city's largest market. They want to buy vegetables and other side dishes.

Since the departure to the market, in Andin's heart wondered, why did Ummi take her to the market and why not Zulfia? He is usually the one who is always next to Ummi.

"Ummi, emm...Can I ask Ummi something?" (asked Andin a little doubt)

"What do you want to ask?"

"Ummi doesn't usually take me shopping to the market. Hemm, would Sister Zulfia be ordinary because Ummi invited me instead of taking her?"

Ummi smiled warmly. He understood Andin's unease.

"You don't feel good about Zulfia, do you?"

Andin remained silent. What Ummi thought was true. He had indeed felt a slight indignity in his heart the past few days. Somehow he felt Zulfia was a little different to him lately. And also of course Meta, his best friend who until this moment still silences Andin.

Yes, Meta did not do anything to Andin. Unlike Talita who when feeling the embers of the fire of jealousy just directly intend bad to Andin. Meta and Talita are very different.

Meta comes from a simple family while Talita was born in a family with. Maybe that's what makes Talita dare to act arbitrarily to Andin. It seemed like he had forgotten something, that above the sky were still many other ceilings.

If it is about Meta, actually someone can do anything if it has been determined in his heart. But Meta doesn't do that. He chose to stay silent and keep quiet. It may be friendship that limits his actions. I don't know until when Meta will get back to being familiar with Andin. Only God knows later.

"Are you really fighting with Zulfia's mother?" (ask Ummi to Andin)

"Ehehe, not Ummi. I'm just a little curious." (Andin answered while scratching the nape of his neck that is not at all itchy)

"Ummi doesn't like lying. Did Ummi ever teach you to lie?!" (tukas Ummi is firm)

Andin looked at his saliva once.

"Ahaha, it's nothing Ummi."

"Andin...?"

Ummi's footsteps stopped. It also made Andin stop his footsteps too. Highlight the sharp eyes of Ummi dedicated only to Andin look deadly. Of course, it was Andin's face that was to blame. He should be ordinary, then Ummi would not suspect him. Yeah, that's how Andin is.

"Andin, Ummi is asking."

"Mak Zulfia just looks different to me. It's not usually like that to me. I'm sorry Ummi. I'm just saying what I feel. The rest I don't know anything." (says Andin lowered his head)

Ummi grinned thinly. Andin did not see the facial expression that Ummi showed. I don't know what's on Ummi's mind. Only he and his God know.

"Oh, don't talk about it anymore. Come on, let's get inside the market. Looks like there's been more visitors."

Ummi again grabbed Andin's arm and immediately continued their mission in the city market.

What happened to Ummi? Was my talk not important at all? Ah, I hope Ummi doesn't ask this of Mbak Zulfia. Maybe I will be embarrassed.

Andin still followed Ummi's steps with a mind that was wondering.

......................

"What should I know of you, Raditya?"

Andin frowned, looking at Ziban Alkash's friend before him. He said that there was something Andin should know. It seems Andin is not very interested.

"Do you know, Ziban will continue his education abroad."

Andin thought for a moment. He made sure that his speech would not be misguided in the presence of his friend Ziban.

"Do you know about me and Ziban?" (Andin asked back)

"Including my contract with your crazy friend, brother?"

Raditya nodded his head slowly.

"Ah, then let's not mince words anymore sis. You know everything, so don't tell me anything about it. Yes, of course because I don't care about him at all. Okay, I'll go home first."

Andin shook his hand. He was leaving Raditya. Before that happened, Raditya's hand had successfully blocked Andin. Andin looked surprised.

"Hey brother! Release my head!"

"Eh, emm.I'm sorry Ndin. I'm too excited to stop you from going hehe." (he said, releasing his hand that grabbed Andin's head)

Andin smoothed the veil on his head that was a little messy due to the actions of Ziban's friends who seemed equally insane.

"What do you really want, brother?!"

"I told you, I brought you some very important news. You listen to me first."

Andin grunted in annoyance.

"Say, brother."

Mimik Raditya looks more serious.

"I wanted to ask you before."

"Just ask."

"You think that Prince Senjana is Mr. Zidan Haq. Right so?"

How did he know that?

"Emm, you mean brother?"

"Have it, don't pretend not to know like that. It's about a little gift and a letter that comes to you every day. Rightly so? Just answer me, you said you didn't want to beat around the bush when you talked to me."

Think, think, and think. That's what you do before you say something. But this time it didn't seem to be a result. His path of thought this time was completely deadlocked. Too bad. There's no other choice.

"How do you know my personal matters like that, brother?"

"Personal things? Haha."

Raditya laughed amusedly at Andin's words.

Ish, what's wrong with this guy, why is he laughing like that.

"What are you laughing at! I said seriously that it was my personal thing. Am I wrong?"

Raditya stopped from laughing. He clasped his hands and slightly shone his sharp eyes. This time he looks more powerful according to Andin.

"Yes. You're not just wrong. But you're even more than misguided!"

"What do you mean, brother?"

Raditya closed his eyes for a moment. Take a deep breath and then slowly exhale.

"The actual sender of the letter along with a small gift to you is Ziban Alkash. I was the one who always helped her in sending her to your locker closet. You and Talita also had time to investigate it, right? Didn't you guys catch up to me? The man in the black jacket and wearing the hat was me. Radityas. A close friend of Ziban. And I'm nothing but his man, no other purpose than to help him."

"And do you know, every problem you face in this school, even Ziban is right behind you."

"And one more thing. Yeah, you think that Ziban is a female player, right? Hahaha, again you are wrong in judging it. He never even approached any women. You can hold my words, because all my words are true. I swear on God."

"I'm sure you understand the direction of my conversation. I'm sure you understand what I mean. The rest, let you remember for yourself."

Like being in a different nature. I don't know what Andin felt. I don't know what to express this time. Limply. Helpless. The lips that were used to speaking this and that even this time felt a faint, even very faint. He just stared at the goal of his footrest. Staring meaningfully at the place where he rests in the garden MAN 102 Bandung. Raditya turned around, then left him. Leaving Andin who was still resting in his place.

I'm sorry man, I shouldn't have said this to Andin. But I'm really sick of you always forbidding me not to leak this to Andin for your brother's sake. Believe me man, whatever happens later, at least Andin knows half the truth about you.

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