Bad Boy Agents

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“Why him?” mira asked as she saw Shaka lying on the back porch bench. For about half an hour the young man closed his eyes, as if he were asleep. Both of his hands hugged his own cold body.

“Headache said,” is just that Gayatri's answer.

Some time ago this man said that his head was dizzy and asked for headache medicine. After drinking it, he asked for permission to lay his body briefly on that long bench. Until now his eyes were closed like he was actually sleeping.

“What time is this?” Mira looked at the wall clock inside her house. Half an hour and eleven nights. “Kasian is really a child. Lo wake up gih, tell me to sleep in the room brother lo,” said Mira again.

He wanted to tell her to go home, but not. He imagined that if this child was his son, it would not have the heart to tell him to go home in this sleeping condition.

“Enyak want to tell him to nginep?” Gayatri asked back. Almost no one had ever entered Galih's room. This woman said that no one can make it messy. Afraid of her son coming home and feeling unfamiliar with his room. Especially in the room that holds a lot of valuables belonging to Galih, his brother.

“Yes what do you want again, than he sleeps here? The wind is cold again. Could be sicker him,” that reason that makes Mira allow this boy to use his son's room. With the back of his right hand he checked the temperature on Shaka's forehead, indeed feeling hot.

“Yes already,” Gayatri can only comply.

After Mira died, Gayatri approached Shaka, crouched down in front of the man and looked at his sleeping face. At first glance this face is indeed not foreign, similar to someone. What was different was just his thinner lips and his pair of extremely firm eyebrows.

“Shakaa, heey.. wake up...” call Gayatri while patting Shaka's arm gently. He tried to wake the man as gently as possible, so as not to surprise him.

“Gosh!” gayatri exclaimed as Shaka's eyes suddenly opened and looked extremely red. Gayatri fell down in shock.

“Why?” asked the man, wrinkling his forehead. His head was very dizzy, but he was holding it.

“Move his sleep, later you catch wind.” Gayatri straightened her body and moved from her place. “Enyak told you to sleep in my brother's room,” added the girl made Shaka quite surprised to hear it.

“Emang can?” Shaka got up soon.

“If I deserve to nawarin it means I can. If you want to go home too, it's better.” Gayatri said with indifference. He does not want to force.

Quickly Shaka got up when he realized this limited offer. He patted his cheeks to gather his consciousness. Couldn't he rest while figuring out a lot of things?

“Which room is it?” ask the man as he moves on.

Gayatri went in first to show her the way. He stood in front of the door of Galih's room next to him, then opened the door for Shaka. The cold atmosphere was immediately felt from this almost two-month-old empty room. There are many stickers about the motorbike as well as posters of some legendary metal bands.

“Gue can enter?” shaka asked hesitantly.

“Do not move any items. If the toilet is not running, you can use that toilet?” the way Gayatri answered was quite another. He pointed to the bathroom next to the kitchen.

“Hem, thank Aya.” Shaka immediately went into that room. There was no more meaningful conversation because Gayatri chose to go into her room. His eyes were sleepy and his body asked to rest.

In this spacious room, Shaka stared at a poster attached to the wall. This poster was the same as the beautiful photo showed her. The difference at the top is written ‘Henka Kaizen.’ Not only that, but a big photo is also on display. A photo of a man receiving a taekwondo medal. He smiled brightly showing his pride.

On a table stacked with small photos that Shaka then checked. It turned out that the photos belonged to Gayatri and her brother. From some of the photos, it is clear that he saw a charter among the piles of photos.

Shaka immediately sat down on the edge of his bed. He found out about the figure of ‘Galih Pradana’ in cyberspace. There were many people named Galih Pradana and the faces of the men he was looking for were just a few.

“Can he not use his real name?” muttered Shaka. He thought so considering that in addition to an athlete, this man is also a motorcycle leader. As Edric said, Galih never exposes himself.

Some photos show that Gayatri and Galih are very close. They play around on the beach, go camping there is even a photo of Gayatri climbing a rock and the brother is below with a side-scap pose that looks cool. That's a group of brothers.

In another photo, Galih poses with his sister on his favorite motorcycle. He remembered Rasya's words on the last page of his diary,

"He's a liar.

He doesn't really want to be friends with me.

He was just looking after me so that no one would bully me.

Aya, how is this? I had hoped for more, though,

Could I start being selfish?"

The sentence continues to be drawn in Shaka's mind, it is difficult he tepis. Laying his body on Galih's bed, Shaka slowly began to unravel the three-man relationship. Gayatri, Dion and Rasya. Did this murder happen because of a love triangle?

In a different room, Gayatri just laid her body. He still thinks that at this time Shaka must have seen his photos with his brother who is a motorcycle leader. The man saw clearly all the things that Gayatri had been hiding. Shaka is not a fool, he must have realized that the motor that saved him was in this house.

“What answer should I prepare if he is?” muttered Gayatri while staring at the white ceiling of her room.

The night passed restlessly by Gayatri. Again the nightmare came shortly after he fell asleep in the dark shadows. Gayatri ran down a dark hallway, her hands pulled by a sturdy hand she knew very well.

“Please, I don't want to come!” Gayatri tried to rebel, but the grip of the hand was too strong.

“Lo should come with me,” this time the sound is clear. The voice that always made him feel intimidated.

“I don't want to, I don't want to!” exclaim Gayatri who immediately woke up to sit on his bed. His body broke out in cold sweat with shocked fists. He swallowed the saliva that filled his throat violently. The wall clock on the right is half six in the morning.

“That's a child like a fever, last night I saw him shivering, but keukeuh did not want to see a doctor, he said to go back,” That sentence was heard Gayatri when he came out of his room. He turned towards Galih's room and the door to the brother's room was wide open without any Shaka figure there.

“Temen lo back, half an hour ago,” Mira who was preparing breakfast like understanding why her daughter was staring at the door.

Gayatri did not ask much, she immediately sat next to Barkah who was peeling the onion.

“Emak his father Shaka where did he go? Kasian looks like he lives alone,” asked Mira who was taking omelet for her daughter. Move it in a different dish and put it in front of Gayatri.

“Not knowing,” only that Gayatri said. He had breakfast so he could go to school.

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