
‘Become the loneliest and substitute for others, a wound that bleeds’
‘Because you're afraid of losing someone, you can switch to hating him’
Regi and two colleagues served as sweepers, telling the committee stationed at the post that the group was over and they could go home. Arriving at Niska's post, Regi was restrained and did not continue his duties, telling the two friends to leave first.
“Niska, you ...” just Regi will talk, his walkie talkie lit up. A voice reported that Ashita was injured by slipping and falling into the lowlands, scratched by several twigs. Worried, Regi will immediately respond to be there.
Without a word, which added to Niska's depression, Regi turned away. Free to stop, Niska simply fell silent, deciding to walk alone to return to the camp.
As if in a dark forest alone, Niska felt empty. His body was cold, and his legs felt limp. His steps were almost half dragged because of reluctance, his depression began since Julia's humiliation of her mother, the slap of the father, their status later, Regi who toyed with her heart and the fact of her who had no friends.
So busy cursing himself because it looks sad and useless, Niska to forget some ground steps that made her legs sprained because she realized too late, making her lose balance and fall, and fall, rolled three times before stopping. His ankle hit a sharp twig making his socks tear and look bloody.
Looking at his current state, Niska who had sat down hugging her knees began to cry. The cry that completely broke after three years he did not cry. His chest was so tight, his heart was like being pierced by a thousand needles that sent his grief. He was just an unexpected child, what did he want from his family? She's just a woman who burdens, why should Regi also keep his liking? And he's just a friend who's trying to hate his best friend, so it doesn't matter if Azalea doesn't talk to him?
“Aaah,” his stuffing hit the ground by his fist.
Meanwhile. Azalea stopped, heard the sobbing from afar, approached and realized that Niska was sitting under her bowing her face in order to hide the crying.
“Why did you do this anyway, tell me what was my fault? I offended you?” azalea asked frantically and anxiously, adding to her annoyance at Niska's attitude lately. At the end of Class 1 High School, Niska turned into a cold figure and completely ignored Azalea.
Azalea repeatedly asked, spoke softly and pulled him to be honest, and Niska grew cold, thin and told him to stay away.
“Say what's up! Don't be such an angry little boy like this!” bully Azalea was angry, couldn't take it anymore. After entering their High School really far away, Niska keeps her distance removing the word friendship.
“I am a little boy. It makes no difference to you, just a spoiled child who knows nothing. I'm tired of being friends with you, what I got, except your grandfather who told me to teach you and scold me if you got in trouble. I'm sick of our friendship! I'm just an outcast, who might be friends with a conglomerate like you!” sentak Niska.
“You ..”
“One more time, I'm sick of that jovial and caring nature of yours. I hate you!” those words represent all of their bad relationships. Niska and Azalea no longer laughed together under the tree to complain or chat, but under the sky whenever and wherever they would fight each other in hatred.
Midnight.
Fauzi came out of his room feeling thirsty. Half-sleepy and in disheveled pajamas he headed for the kitchen, but before that he had to pass through the living room and the master room. He faintly heard the conversation inside. Feeling strange and clenching the clock of a large wall, at 1 pm and his parents had not slept, Fauzi was about to ignore it, but his name was called, inevitably his half-covered eyes suddenly opened.
His feet led him to the room and listened.
“I don't want to know, we have to go to Yudistira's grandfather and get Fauzi removed. Since the beginning of this position for Robby, he is a worthy and indeed must be a candidate of the five fiance!” jolt Julia. Fauzi's body stiffened.
“But we can't talk that fast.”
“What's the matter, do you want Fauzi to receive the legacy and company of the old man! He's only a temporary replacement for Robby, already supposed to be a discarded replacement if the original one already exists.”
“Do not be that rough.” weak Tommy.
“You're on his side? Ah right, because he's the son of the woman you love!” julia solot.
“Quiet you can wake people up!” have Tommy try to cover up his one-sided feeling, which is, in fact, Mela is indeed the woman he loves.
“I hate your twins, one spoke harshly and one always smiled!”
Shaking and hurting, Fauzi felt like getting angry. But he held her back, he now knew Niska's feelings when the anger was in the head. Suddenly, Fauzi remembered Niska, could it be that the girl already knew the truth.
“Uzi, in case something bad happens, you should keep smiling like this, always excited. You promised you'd have to survive no matter how sick it was!” demand that Niska make Fauzi promise, pointing at her pinky. Fauzi who wanted to comfort and calm Niska nodded, accepting the little promise.
Opening the zipper of the camp and getting into it, Niska is lucky that there is no one, it seems like her roommate is outside, playing music, with the campfire, or gossiping. Fortunately again, Niska did want to be alone even though she had been alone all this time, she wanted to lie down. Accidentally his eyes caught something, a snack of spicy chips and a box of plaster, a little strange, Niska began to think who kept it on his backpack.
At first he wanted to pick up a blanket, but instead of focusing on the snack, he suddenly knew that this must have been the work of Azalea. Only he and Fauzi know his favorite snack. Then why with the plaster, lest Azalea know she fell and was hurt, also if she cried. Embarrassing.
Niska kept the Azalea's gift and fell asleep, not caring about it. He deliberately turned his back on the backpack, but, a few minutes later, he glanced at the two.
The next day, after going through the ceremony and the confirmation of the new members, they got some relaxing time. And most are filled with rest, sightseeing, chatting or snacking. Not much different from Niska who chose to go around the place, enjoying a friendly-looking morning, cool also refreshing. Although his legs hurt, behind the plaster, Niska seemed to be enjoying her time, trying to pamper herself. If later after coming home from here there will be problems that befall the family, Fauzi's status will be erased as well as his love of being rejected, Niska is ready. He will face it.
Unbeknownst to him, Azalea followed him from behind, stealthily and acting like a pro. To be honest Azalea was worried about Niska, since her face came down gloomy and sad, after which Niska continued to be indistinctly angry, not to be sure, and it certainly hurts to see a loved one running away for the sake of another girl even though she is also injured. Azalea saw the wound on her ankle, and was grateful that the plaster was used.
Otherside. Regi began to drift here and there to ask Niska. He wanted to meet Niska let alone the conversation last night just stalled. He must have hurt Niska, especially when he arrived at the camp, Ashita was not so injured, he just slipped and fell to the ground without any blood. Friends who report are just overreporting.
While Regi was combing through some places to find Niska, Ashita noticed.
“Are you going to keep following me!” annoyed Niska stopped at the edge of a cliff that was quite steep, turning her back on her stalker this morning. The Azaleas were caught, embarrassed and confused. “Come out!” tell Niska with a demanding tone.
Afraid things would get complicated, Azalea finally came out. The movements of Niska who turned to face him a little slowly but surely, they were now staring at each other.
“I just walk, know-know you're in front of me.” Azalea argued.
“If I told you to stay away, you should know that. Don't show up in front of me or follow me!” cold Niska. “This is my last warning, don't be pretentious to care, and live in your own world.”
Know Niska's going, Azalea prevents.
“How many times have I thought, there is only one answer.” Azalea said in response, “You do not hate me, not at all.”
“What do you know about me!”
“Everything, your nature, your attitude, your family and your feelings. Why are you complicating things, you just need to be honest with me. You told me to stay away, you hated me just because you were afraid of losing me!”
Niska's face hardened, “Don't speak!”
“I was right, in the name of hate you tried to keep your distance between us. You're just afraid that someday we'll be separated in a bad way, you don't want to lose me as a friend, so you're keeping me with enemy status.”
“Go from here. You just wanna hear what you wanna hear!” kecam Niska, angry, stared intently at Azalea. But that gaze only strengthened Azalea's thinking all along, that she was right. Out of nowhere, Niska hates him because she likes Azalea.
“Then tell me why you hate me. If it's because of Regi, I don't take it, I don't even know if he's the guy you like. You refused to tell me, and I already felt sorry for bringing her together with Ashita, I just realized you liked her in second grade. And there is no reason for you to hate me for that reason.” annoyed Azalea, walking closer to Niska.
“Stop there. I just hate you, just because I want to. You have a high status, a princess and I am only a subordinate class.”
“I'm sure it's not because of that, you never thought your family was low. You always stubbornly say that you and all the rich are equal, so you're friends with me. To prove that you were no mistake because you were born!” reject Azalea.
“I said stop there!” amuk Niska, he felt helpless and unmoved. He could not give any more excuses, his head was dizzy. He wanted to avoid it, but it ended in frustration. Last night he thought that if he was wrong, he should not have closed his heart this hard. He was only afraid that someone would be hurt while with him, he did not want Azalea to hate him if one day he had to continue his grandfather's company. People can change, so Niska thinks of being the first to raise hatred, so that they can meet as opponents.
“You, you don't know anything about me. No,” shook Niska, which was her fault, she instead backed off. With a sprained leg he stepped on the ground edge of the landslide and made him fall. Azalea swiftly withdrew her hand, which instead made her fall.
Hanging under a cliff that was quite steep and within about 10 meters, both survived only from the Azalea grip on a tree branch that grew above the ground. Azalea was anxious, looking at Niska below her, making the hat she was wearing fall down. The sound of the hat sounded far away, making the two even more frightened.