Sharing Love: Between Us
Chapter 243 Can't Be Far
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Today Riska plans to pay a visit to her mother's house, after returning home from the boutique. He who now rarely met his mother and sister, suddenly felt homesick.
"Bang, I'm going to Mom's house in the afternoon. You just pick her up there, yeah," Riska said by phone, as her husband called her earlier this afternoon.
"Yes. Sorry, yeah, honey. I can't pick you up at the boutique" replied Keenan, who was still struggling with the files on his desk.
"It's okay, Bang. I can go to my own mother's house. Brother, just focus on working. I'll wait there, yes" Riska said.
"Hem, okay. Then I hang up the phone. Assalamualaikum."
"Getishalight."
The phone connection was cut off, Riska returned to work as usual.
The day was going so fast, the boutique was closed and everyone was getting ready to go home.
"Ris, aren't you with us?" ask Wanda and Sekar who intend to go home together.
Riska who was still busy with some reports raised her head, looking at her two co-workers.
"No, Mba. I still have another job" Riska refused.
"Yes already. We go home first huh." said Sekar who was taken by Wanda.
"Yes, Mba. Be careful on the road." Riska smiled at both of her employees.
After the death of his two friends, Riska again struggled with a lot of work.
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Elsewhere, Rio had just returned home from the home of one of his friends. While passing by Clarissa Boutique, she saw someone watching the boutique.
Rio stopped his bike in front of a mini market, not far from the boutique where his brother worked.
"What the hell is it, Yo? How's it stopping here?" ask the friend behind her.
"That's my brother's workplace, it seems like someone is watching," Rio said, as he opened the helmet he was wearing.
"Well! Where's?" asked the friend, while following the direction of Rio's gaze.
"Look, the man standing there, he's been looking inside the boutique ever since," rio pointed at a man standing next to one of the cars parked in front of the boutique.
"But the boutique is closed. Maybe it was just a person who happened to pass by," said Rio's friend, taking part in the assessment.
Rio was pensive for a while, somehow his feelings were not good and suddenly it occurred to his brother, until he unconsciously stopped his motorbike there.
'Is it possible it's just passers-by?' he murmured inwardly, while looking at the man and the closed boutique alternately.
"We go home, yuk. It was a really late afternoon!" bring Rio's friend.
Rio looked at his friend, then returned to look at the boutique door with a huffed look.
"Awhile, I'll call my brother first. He usually comes home." Rio still felt heavy to leave that place.
He took his phone in his pocket, tried to call Riska's number. At that moment, the man they were watching turned his head towards him.
The two teenagers turned their eyes to the mini market in front of him.
"You go in there first, buy a drink or whatever, let him not suspect" Rio told his friend.
His friend raised Rio's front hand with a bright smile.
Rio who knew his friend's intentions, clucked lazily while taking the twenty-thousand in his other pocket.
"Well if there is this I will not be bosen nemenin you here," said friend Rio, while directly taking the money in Rio's hands.
Rio only clucked when he saw his friend immediately stepped quickly into the mini market.
After the death of his friend, Rio refocused on the phone in his hand.
"Not lifted? Is my brother home yet?" he muttered, staring at the cellphone screen that still displayed the name ID of the brother.
He tried calling Riska's number again. But still, I don't get an answer.
"Where?" ask her friend who just came out with two bottles of drinks and a pack of snacks.
"Again in the net kali. Yes, we go home," said his friend while sitting on the motorbike and opened the drink he had just bought.
Rio took another bottle of drink and downed it, with a mind that was still in a state of turmoil.
Waiting for a while, before Rio finally got back on his helmet and left the place.
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Inside the boutique, Riska slightly stretched her body, with a rough gust of breath.
"Heuh, it's finally over, too" Riska said.
A little clean up the file on the table, to make it look neater.
"Eh, where's my phone?" ask Riska to yourself, when she doesn't find her phone on the table.
Riska leaned her back, with eyes running around, looking for the existence of the flat object.
His hand tried to open the drawer, or the paper that was still on the table. But he still couldn't find his phone.
A few moments of pensive thinking, trying to remember the last time he used it.
"Oh yeah, I'll charge the battery in the back!" Riska immediately moved from her seat and walked towards the pantry, where she used to charge her phone battery.
"Well, here it is! Ish, you forgetful!" he said to himself, while taking his phone on the pantry table.
Without checking it, he put the phone in his pants pocket.
Before going home, he checked every door and window, making sure no one was missed, locking it up.
Risk also, remove all non-essential electrical equipment, to minimize the occurrence of konslet.
After making sure everything was safe, he took a bag and a paper bag that he had prepared to take to the mother's house.
Opening the little unlocked boutique door, while humming a little.
In his hand was a key to the door he played by turning it.
"It turns out it's dusk. Not felt, long also I was inside," he murmured, looking at the sky that looked beautiful with a tinge of orange color.
Put the paper bag then turn around to lock the door first.
A man who had been watching the boutique since then, looked out of the car and stepped towards Riksa.
Riska turned around and put the boutique key into her bag, until she realized someone was standing right in front of her.
Riska's eyes widened when she saw someone in front of her. Soon, however, his smile appeared on his face.
"Ang? How come it's here? He said he was home late again?" ask Riska.
Keenan smiled, looking at his wife who was surprised by his arrival.
"I don't know, suddenly my foot was pointing me here. It seems like I can't be away from you much longer" Keenan replied in his ignorant style.
"Didn't be a poetic ass. No pantes! Usually, too, brother, home at night," Riska's son, his eyes were all out looking for the Keenan car he used to wear.
"Abang, don't you bring a car?" ask Riska.
"That" pointed Keenan at the black car.
"My car broke down. I had to bring an office car" Keenan explained.
Riska nodded her head while walking towards the car.
"Just I didn't realize, Brother, it's here. The car is different" Riska said.
Keenan picked up the paper bag, then followed his wife.
Yes, surprised by Keenan's arrival, Riska forgot the paper bag she brought for her mother and sister.
Finally, the couple left the boutique together.
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