AL And EL
The Miracle of Sixty Eight
Even when others think I don't mean I want my best friend to always stand next to me
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Al is still standing on the drizzle of rain. He looked ahead, behind him was already ringing a horn that seemed to be cursing for Al to leave immediately, but Al did not move.
"Al Lo said it was raining rain" Kharisma came with an umbrella she got from inside.
Al did not reply, staring with me as if he felt El was gone.
"El goes" he said softly, almost swallowed by the sound of rain.
"Udah biarin, enter first, the body elo already wet" he said
Al shook his head, his eyes were already in tears, he looked at the face of Kharisma who was looking at him.
"El goes, don't know where he is" this time the sentence was followed with a cry.
"Where to go, he must have come home to me" Kharisma pulled Al to the front porch of Bianca's house. The man who stood firm then went inside leaving Al alone in front of the class.
"Astgaaaa Al, why you can get wet" Ivana from the back door was surprised to see Al was wet, let alone her eyes look damp.
"Lap first" Kharisma came with a towel and wiped Al's face and hair "why the hell do you always do things that make yourself hurt just for others?"
Al hiccups "El seems to really ninggalin Al" he said with a sob.
"Please deh Al, you've been conscious for a few days and now you want to go back to being the cousin of El?" Ivana twists her eyeballs lazily.
Al looked at Ivana, his wet eyes instantly wiped harshly.
"He's a guy who can only hurt elo, why the hell elo still defend to chase him" Ivana Menaik tone of voice
"Ivanaaa" this time Al almost chanted "Ivana is his best friend Al, should Ivana support what Al chose"
"And the choice of elo that makes you sick, that's what you call a choice" Ivana and Al look at each other "whose friends are willing to squirm his best friend begging for love for a jerk like him"
"I'm not a jerk" the two of them were fighting.
Ivana is too upset with the character of Al that is difficult to advise, according to Al selfish, he only attach importance to his own heart, the choice that actually makes Al suffer. While Al, the woman in red dres believed whatever her choice.
"No jerk said elo? Guys if you've dared to be rude to a girl what's the name if not a jerk?" Ivana insists on "********* or barbaric?"
Al looked at Ivana with annoyance.
"Ivana turned out not to be Al's best friend" he said "Kalo Ivana ngaku his best friend Al should have been Ivana was always supporting not ngehalangi kayak gini, El emang rude but that was before" Al shouted "Ivana doesn't know how good El is to Al?" Al ran straight into the rain.
"Alll" Kharisma shouted after him and joined in the rain, Kharisma tried to chase and pulled Al's hand until the woman turned her head.
"Where are you going?" Ask Kharisma who is soaking wet
"Ele Nyariin"
"Lo crazy ya" Kharisma's voice was really loud "She just doesn't care about elo, she already left elo and now you want to dance him"
"El does not leave Al" Al is still strong
"Aware Al, he's never loved me, how many times I have to talk about this"
Al cried a mouthful until his eyes turned red, he looked down, fell down on the highway while sobbing. Why was El so cruel to her, why was she the only one who loved so sincerely?
"A long time ago we did not meet and you are still beautiful as before" he said
"Let's keep going" the man told the driver, slowly raising the windshield
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El took his bike so hard, his world is over now. Although his body was moistened by rain water but he still carried his motorbike as fast as lightning, carrying nothing else.
It might have been a few hours that he spent riding the motorbike Glori bought, until he reached the old building, yes again the old building is a building as a place for street boxer headquarters.
At the main door, a barking dog greeted El's arrival, the man in the black jacket opened the wet jacket, then walked over and found two burly men guarding the stairs.
"Gue El" said El lirih
"Room here?" One of the men holding the lotus black dog stared at El fiercely.
"Nyari bang Ibnu, want to pay off the debt"
Hearing that the man holding the dog laughed, like El's sentence was a joke on the stage laugh.
"Lo's dead sample will not be able to pay off the debt" said the man "Bukain bro" even though the man who had just laughed at him asked his friend to open the door.
El then entered without regard to the curse of the two guards of the ladder, let it be, people have the right to abuse him. He continued to climb the stairs until he was in a large room, many men with stout stature were here, men with irises looking at him like they were finding new prey.
"The boss has guests" said one of them
Ibn who was sitting on his magnificent chair turned his head back and was grimly looking at the arrival of El without expression.
"Waoooww there is a legendary boxer" Ibn clapped and approached El.
"Room here?" Ibn's tone immediately changed, especially now that Ibn pressed the nape of El's neck so hard.
"Gue wants to pay off debt"
"Heh" Ibn laughed "What grandfather?" He tilted the head "poor people like elo do not deserve such a mess" Ibn pressed the nape of El.
"Gue wants to be the legendary boxer that Lo said earlier, here" El pointed to the floor "In Surabaya, as an elo boxer"
Ibn was silent, he smiled at El, then walked his main shirt and poured alcohol into a glass. Turn the glass around and gulp it down.
"Hajar broo" Ibn's orders to his men.
All there like dogs ready to tear off El's skin, they put up horse. As for El, the man mounted a horse defense, turning the eyeball as agile as possible. How could six men of stout stature fight one man of small stature like El?.
"Hiaa" screams from one of Ibnu's boxers begin the assault on El.
Fist, kick all obtained El, but the man can still fight even without support at all. One person behind him kicked on the back and then in front of him again kicked in the abdomen.
El was overwhelmed but he did not give up, El hit another boxer, kicked at the ankle, elbow even punched in the eye.
There are no rules for this kind of game, a very different kind of game than he is playing in the ring.
Bugh
One boxer hit him with a stick, El fell on the floor, and he saw Ibn laughing.
El's eyes slowly closed, so closed that only the darkness he encountered, and the shadow of Al who smiled at him slowly the land began to clear, becoming clearer and disappearing and telling the darkness alone.
