Pura-Pura Jodoh
Hair-Dryer

The alarm on Lula's body turned on automatically, waking the girl from her deep sleep. Lula tried to open her eyes that felt so sticky. "Uhh." his lips were shrill, accompanied by hand movements that tried to open his eyes.

Although his heart was not fine, he did not intend to laze around. She must be excited for Sofya and the other patients who are currently waiting for money from her. So, he still had to do his duty.

Lula uncovers the blanket covering her body. Without washing his face first, his feet swung towards the dirty kitchen. Lula did not care whether the man would prepare ART for the house or not. Lula did not expect more, what could be done as much as he could finish, immediately.

Almost forty minutes passed, the dirty kitchen had turned clean. Breakfast menu is on the table. Lula did a good job, now he just wait for his right to enter the account.

However, in order to avoid meeting Frans, Lula chose to put her breakfast in the lunch box. Honestly he was still afraid to see those glittering eyes of anger. In fact, he was trying hard, throwing those memories out of his head.

After enough, Lula returned to her room, ready for school. When she was about to pick up the uniform in the closet, Lula found that her phone was now on the table. Did that guy get into my territory? he thought as he stared at the two lollipops beside his phone.

"At least appreciate this fool's effort! you want to be smart, but if your attitude is minus, it's useless! Don't make your wife happy, just appreciate you can't ...." Lula said softly, as she grabbed her phone, trying to stop her grief about the now-destroyed lollipop.

For a moment Lula was busy pressing the screen of her phone. He's trying to contact Zola. “Hallo, Om .. position!?” greet Lula, after doing two trial calls but only this was appointed by the owner of the number. Unfortunately, the man who was a few months apart from her did not answer.

“Zola! Urgent, pick me up!” lula Sentak.

“Where are you?” the man immediately sounded panicked.

“At my husband's house.” Lula knew that if she had said that, Zola would not have taken any more time.

“OK, I wash my face first!” the man said, and Lula immediately stepped towards the bathroom, after disconnecting the call.

Finished with his affairs in the bathroom, Lula quickly got ready. Because her hair was still wet, Lula chose to grow her long hair. Mother Zahira Forgot to bring her a hair-dryer. And in this condition, she couldn't possibly knock on Frans' room door to borrow a hair-dryer.

After feeling ready, Lula quickly went downstairs. Before coming out, his hand reached for the supply box placed on the table. His hand stopped when he heard Frans's voice from outside the house. It seemed like Zola had already arrived and was currently chatting with the man.

Lula's heart was pounding, hoping that the man would not scold her anymore. Worse not to Frans scold him in front of Zola, he did not want Zola to defend and there was a fight here. I can tell, grandfather, opa, Lula doesn't have a sentence to explain to them yet.

Lula ventured to approach the two of them. After passing through the main door Lula immediately took Zola to leave.

“Come, Om, I'm running late!” Lula walked first to the motor matic located not far from the terrace of the house. His net did not look one bit at Frans.

“No need to be with Daddy?” bargain Frans. "better use the car! the roof will be opened so that your hair will dry quickly!" his ray.

“No,” Reply Lula Ogre, “Come, Zola!” take Lula a little screaming. It felt crowded, when the netranya found Frans' body shadow from the rearview mirror of Zola's motor.

“Zola inter Lula first yes, Brother!” Zola. Then immediately bring his motorbike to take Lula to school.

On top of that matic motor, Lula hugged Zola's waist tightly. His head rested on Zola's back which was a plane. As if putting down a moment of his heavy thoughts. He was silent, occasionally wiping his teardrops with an arm.

“Why the hell? I'll guess we have nothing!” Zola was also troubled by Lula's attitude. He was a normal man, afraid that the signal given by Lula was directly connected to his assets.

“Take me to your apartment, Zo!” ask Lula lirih.

“No can do that! You have to go to school. At least if your grades are bad, they can judge from your attitude and absence.” From the small rearview of his motorbike, Zola finds Lula's eyes wet with tears. Seeing that, of course he pityed. “Udah don't cry, same story Om! O, yes ... Where were you going yesterday? Brother Rainer last night called me nanyain you.”

Did the man tell you he was gone!? I have to tell you if I'm the same dad!

“I'm in the hospital. I'm out of buses. Contin—

“Kan!" Zola seemed upset herself to hear the story of Lula. "tomorrow, can not frenzy first!” Zola is protesting.

“My phone was missing yesterday. And you know, when I got home from school, no car picked me up. So, I intend to go to the hospital. I met a patient there.”

“So, you are sad why?!” along the way, Lula pours out her grief to Zola. But, Lula kept Frans' abusive attitude a secret towards her.

"He won't listen to my explanation!"

“So again marahan nih mas husband?” Tempt Zola, when the motor has stopped in front of the Barracuda High School gate.

“Iya. But don't tell anyone yes!”

“No appointment, deh!”

“Zola!” Lula threatened with a helmet lift about to hit the man on the head. “Let's pick up ya!!”

“If there are no lecture hours.” Zola answered lightly.

“I wait until you come!” lula said, stepping away from Zola.

Arriving at her class Lula enjoyed her morning breakfast. He deliberately stole time, eating while looking down. You know that emotions are draining, so he can't get angry when he's hungry.

“Your eyes are puffy, what's the matter, Ayang?” ask Elkan, who was watching Lula. He did not listen to the material presented by Mr. Rasya.

“You anyhow?” reflex Lula answered that.

“He was asked nicely how is the answer. Why?!” Elkan urged his lover.

“Just give me the wrong eye drops,” replied Lula immediately, with a mouth full of fried vermicelli made.

“Yakin?”

“Yes, I was wrong! I thought insto was yahoo alteco.” Again just imagine, Lula hung around in horror, lest what he said really happen.

“Yes dear, to UKS only treated!”

Lula kept her index finger in front of Elkan's lips. “Dengerin mr Rasya! Let's get smarter,” Lula's orders. For a moment he thought until when he would date Elkan, he wanted to break up, the courtship was not pleasant!

Elsewhere, after the departure of the zola bike. Frans went back into the house. He was so excited to go to the dinner table, enjoying Lula's breakfast. His stomach was already moaning asking to be filled when he smelled the aroma of cooking.

Frans immediately took a seat, began to feed a tablespoon into the mouth. It was indeed shaky on the tongue, but when his gaze was fixed towards the chair that Lula used to use, he suddenly felt empty. His hand movements slowed down, just rolling the vermicelli on his plate.

“Tomorrow is already sitting there again!” he tried to comfort himself. Although her lips were emitting a smile, not with her heart that was beginning to worry about her meeting with Lula.