Five ten steps
14 - Ronda Mandiri

After entering her room, Aila replied to the message Ifsan had sent her.

To, Mas Ifsan: I'm home.

Aila stared at her phone for a few minutes as she felt something was off. His forehead shriveled thinking of the possibilities that made him feel that way. "Why is the cave pake ngabarin coming home?!" regretfully throwing his phone away, as if horrified by what he did a few minutes ago. Why did his fingers so casually inform Ifsan as if it had become his habit of telling the man everything?! thought Aila shuddered with goosebumps.

Aila, whose initial intention was not to take a bath and immediately collapsed, finally decided to take a shower and cleaned up all the mess in her room. Every now and then his eyes glanced towards his phone which gave off absolutely no sign of life there.

Not knowing what else to do, Aila took back her phone and opened a chat app there. He could see the last message he sent to Ifsan had not been replied to and had not even been read at all. Though usually the man must immediately reply to the message shortly after he sent the message.

Aware of something, Aila slapped herself quite tightly. "Wait for balesan?" ask him to yourself.

Mood Aila instantly fell apart when remembering the incident in Angkringan earlier. He quickly opened his group chat room with his close friends.

Aila:

Very good anj lo all

The cave waiting there are both the same opiates until the mace from you guys that appear

Daughter:

Maap kanjeng queen, I was soaked jdi lgsng back

Risk:

I also stuck the test.

I guess you all udh at the back, tau gitu gua nyulus lu tdi

Angel:

Klo gua kn already said klo cave can not

Checills:

Hayolohh

Aila:

Chant the great ki simii

The more the night, the fewer of the four friends who replied to his message in the group chat room. Aila was supposed to close her eyes like her friends. But until the day had changed, Aila did not close her eyes. The girl was walking around restlessly in her room.

Until finally Aila came out of the house with a jacket draped on her shoulders, walking around in an uncertain direction while listening to music from earphones that clog her ears. Every now and then the girl looked up and stopped to look at the moon and the stars above, unaware of the figure of the man who had been following her from the beginning he came out of the house.

Aila again continued her steps up to the basketball court near post patrol 2, which was the loneliest place in the complex once it was past midnight. Regardless of the clothes she was wearing, Aila lay in the middle of the field looking up at the sky above her.

Ifsan who was watching from afar also smiled faintly at the habits of his girl every night. The pace sounded, making Ifsan immediately approached the fathers who were traveling to keep their complex safe.

"Eh Ifsan's. Ordinary rich?" ask the security guard who already knows the habits of Ifsan and Aila at this hour. Ifsan smiled as he nodded, confirming the question of the security guard of the complex.

"What are you doing here, San?" ask one of the people.

"This .. the Ifsan again mantau neng Aila who likes to walk around the middle of the gini mall. He fell asleep on the basketball court." The security guard explained while pointing at the basketball court with his chin.

"Well John's son?"

"Yes, sir." This time, Iffen answered.

"If you'd like to be rich, sir. Kasian later Aila was embarrassed if you know the fathers squirming him," said Ifsan asked for help from the security guard as usual.

Panicking that the other gentlemen had suspicious faces, Ifsan shook his head quickly. "Engga-engga. Just calm. I just ngawasin doang ko, itung-itung ngeronda also."

"San, if my kids knew .. You'd be a rich clown brother."

Ifsan scratched his non-itchy cheek. "Now, sir?"

"Yes he said because it was too numbered to unite the women, so his brother in that case."

"Composed! You will also be the same again number to unite the Aila until belain often ngeronda independent gini," said Pak Satpam makes Ifsan secretly grimacing.

"If so, we go ahead, San." The security guard patted Ifsan on the shoulder before continuing his condo activities with the other fathers. And after their departure, Ifsan again turned all his attention to Aila who had not yet moved from her place.

Before long, Aila got up and patted the back of her body. Meanwhile, Ifsan was hiding behind a wall of posts. The man groaned in pain as his leg accidentally hit the end of the post wall. Fortunately Aila was still wearing earphones, so she could not hear the moans of Ifsan who was still hiding behind the wall of the post.

Hearing the sound of footsteps drifting away, ifsan suddenly popped his head to confirm Aila's whereabouts. He breathed a sigh of relief as it seemed that Aila was not aware of her existence at all and he was grateful for that. However, he was also a little upset because Aila was so apathetic to the surroundings that she did not realize she often followed like this.

Thinking of the possibility of the girl not realizing when others followed her like this - Ifsan shook his head quite loudly, trying to throw away all negative thoughts. Such a thing would not happen, his mind full of hope.

Aila just woke up from her sleep after the sun was directly overhead, it was because her phone kept ringing because there was an incoming call from Riska. Still feeling dizzy on her forehead, Aila looked at her mobile phone lying original on the nightstand. "So she said what anjir?" muttered Aila still with a distinctive hoarse voice of waking up.

Long enough Aila was silent on her mattress to just collect her life, until the ringing of her phone again disturbed the silence in this house.

"Who wants to cave anyway?! Anjir noisy!" the girl's grumbling was upset. Even so he raised a call from Angel.

"Yes, he's awake. Love the cave when making a cumuk," replied Aila ogah-ogahan.

After brushing her teeth and washing her face, Aila changed her clothes and put on sunscreen first. Not to forget he pinched his original hair and brought a mask just in case his curse friends brought him to a crowded place.

Aila exhaled a rough breath when she found the atmosphere of her house completely deserted. His parents are always busy working and his sister is always busy all day. The only one who takes care of and keeps this house is himself. This ... is a little annoying, thought the girl.

The sound of Riska's motor horn made him realize and quickly locked the door of his house, he also did not forget to lock the gate. For a moment he looked at the house across from his house, just a few steps away, but it felt heavy to step foot there.

To, Ifsan:

Is she at home?

The key to Aila's rumnah reserve is still there, isn't it, Mas?

Aila asked for help ... tipped the house?

Tried not long.

After sending it all, Aila immediately went up to the back seat of Riska's red scoopy bike.