AL And EL
The Eighty Wonders
No matter how loud we scream, if he closes his ears is also free
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El walked with slow steps into his house, something made his heart waver, let alone see Kharisma looked so moody after the incident at the dinner table yesterday. El put his bag in the room and laid down his body, he looked up at the sky of the room.
Taking a deep breath and exhaling slowly, El stood up and changed into a regular black shirt, then went down the stairs. On the last step of the stairs he met Ella who had just walked from the direction of Glori's office.
"Home home?" Ask Ella a stale base
El only pulled the corner of the lip at a glance without even touching the stale bases of Ella.
"He didn't go to work?" El asked without mentioning Glori or papa by name.
Well El had never called the man by the name of papa or even his name, El always mentioned in other terms, or deliberately did not call him and only spoke as necessary.
"Who?" Ella looked confused
"Pa__" El stiffly said it
"Oh your papa" Ella smiled, "Today she's working for you" Ella said
"Oh" El nodded and walked into the living room, sitting there reading the tabletop table.
El looked briefly at the frame on the wall, their family photo, Kharisma seemed to smile so happy, Ella too, maybe the photo was taken before they knew that there was a child who was also born thanks to ****** Glories.
El took a breath and exhaled, he rubbed his face so very frustrated. From the inside, Kharisma came out in his ball uniform, their eyes glanced at each other and Kharisma walked away.
How did Kharisma feel after her dream was shut down by Glori? Like him who dreams of having a full family with a father? The thought that actually made him moved to walk in Glori's room, the man knocked on Glori's door, there was a speech from inside, El pushed him and tried to pull the corner of his lips towards Glori.
"What's El?" Ask Glori to let go of the glasses
El was still standing in front of Glori's desk without sitting in his chair. The man looked at Glori's face coldly, there was no smile contained within.
"There's something El wants to talk about" he said in a heavy voice
"What?" Glori sipped while leaning on the back of the chair.
"About Kharisma" El said weakened
Glori raised his eyebrows, but he did not comment just waiting for the son to finish the speech he had paused for so long. Glori was still in the same position, with a stiff look that was almost similar to El.
"Ijinin Kharisma to Portugal" El died pressing his hand to say the sentence.
"Why? Love papa the reason why papa should take him to Portugal?"
"Because it's Kharisma's dream from childhood, El understands how much it hurts when our dreams are nil to materialize" El stared deeply into Glori's eyeballs.
"It's just a dream, right?" Glori raised his eyebrows "In this house no one should have dreams other than papa, because what? we must not hang everything from the dream, because the foundation, the company is a real family dream" Glori still stared at El's face "No to football"
Hearing Glori's words, El actually felt the injustice and limitations that Glori so cruelly created. Why is he always unable to understand others? Not even just himself, the legitimate son was given such cruel injustice.
"If Kharisma plays football, whose company and foundation will lead him?" Glori asked "we leave it to others who are not necessarily able to manage it, you know__" Glori advanced his body "Out there many want to become Kharisma"
"You know El is ready to be what you want, replacing Kharisma when necessary"
There was a gulp from Glori's mouth, the man leaned back on the back of the chair, looking at his cold-faced son with no change at all.
"Can't you minpin the foundation?"
"Why? Because El's a bastard?" Her chirps made Glori look at El in shock
"El__" said Glori stopped
"El realized, here El was just a mouse, who had to hide if there was anyone, who scavenged the leftovers from the owner of the house" El looked at Glori "Excuse me, El wants to go to Al's house" he said retreat.
Seeing El's departure, Glori's heart was stunned, he rubbed his face so frustrated, why such a habitual sentence could hurt his heart
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At four o'clock in the afternoon, El was in Al's guest room teaching the brownish-haired, black-eyed woman mathematics. Because Sunday is already an exam, they must study in order to pass school.
"Use the phytagoras to calculate the length of the third side (side side)" El looked up at his face, he stared at the round grain of Al's bright eyes. The woman apparently did not pay attention to her explanation, instead she was watching El's face.
"Lo was watching me, didn't he?"
Al shook his head while grinning "We rested bertar yuk, Al brain was tired" he lamented
"Lo's eyes have to see this problem, tomorrow's math exam you know, and we just learned a few minutes, cook you're tired anyway"
Al pursed his lips, the woman shook her head and was already whining.
"The brain has an El capacity, and it just so happens that the holding capacity in Al's brain is a little bit" Al reasoned
"What?"
"Tomorrow I want to go to college at UI"
"Don't" Al held El's arm so firmly "Don't in the university that Al's difficult to enter, UI is like a palace, far away from the view" Al dramatized the situation
"Makanya elo kudu learn to enter the UI" said El again staring at the package book in front of him.
"Yes but Al was tired" Al's face turned sad and it made El exhale heavily.
There was a long silence, El just thought about how to make Al learn, while Al woman was already leaning on El's shoulder.
"You want a road?" El turned to Al so that the woman with shoulder-length hair raised her head and her face turned radiant.
It is easiest to restore the mood of an Alriestella. The woman nodded repeatedly and stood up.
"Come" he said "Ma Al sama El want to walk the road jerkily" cried Al so loudly, almost tore the eardrum of El.
"Yes, be careful" said Bella from the inside.
El and Al are now walking out of the house, down the sidewalk, still silent. They enjoy the afternoon air in the Al complex. The air that afternoon was so refreshing, especially the afternoon that delivered at night, El used to love the night, because the night did not need to make him pretend and hide on anything, the night was always honest, the night was always honest, You can enjoy the world at night.
"Why don't we ride a motorcycle, cape knows to walk" complained Al behind El
He took off the check under Al's shirt, which made the man turn his head.
El pulled the corner of his lips when he saw Al pouting "Gue he wants to walk both long and elo" said El then pulled Al's hand and grasped it.
Only treated like that alone Al can flower flowers, let alone treated others try.
"So I've talked the same bokap" while walking El told me about the incident before he came to Al's house.
"Continue?"
"He was still determined to tell Kharisma to be the successor of the foundation" El looked forward while putting his second hand into El's jacket pocket.
"Bokap I too close all opinions of people home, no matter how strong we yell if I close my ears is also free" added El.
"Patience" Al leaned his head against El's shoulder while walking.
"Do you want Al Bantin?" The woman smiled happily
"By way?"
"Eldah anyway El accept sorted, later let Al same Arnol who effort to find ideas"
El stopped in front of the cafe, he took off his arm and rubbed Al's hair repeatedly, pinching her cheek.
Cup
El landed his lips on Al gently, then smiled.
"The brain is cold" said El immediately walked first while holding Al's hand.
"But it's still hot" the god
"Welcome, what message do you want?"
When Al saw Barista in his hope, Al's mouth was open. Worth it from all the cafes close to Al's house, El brought him here.
"That's a person who often saw in his fist El first" whispered Al but still heard by Ginanjar.
Well the man who now serves El is Ginanjar.
"The name is bang Ginanjar" El told "Americano two bang" El took out the money and paid for it
"Americano two yes, we will deliver" said Ginanjar smiling kindly
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Ginjar delivered drinks to Al and El's desk after she changed her clothes, Ginanjar's working hours were over three minutes ago, Ginanjar sitting in front of El, while watching the two couples enjoying the dishes he had made.
"Don't work here?" El asked after sipping his drink
"Emmmm" Ginanjar said "It's about money and energy at the headquarters, I am grateful to be able to find halal money" Ginanjar smiled
"Oh yeah Erik how are you bang?"
"He joined the WBA's boxing preparation training" Ginanjar said "his dream was to be a boxer"
Ah again El had to hear a dream, a sentence he didn't want to hear at all.
