Bad Boy Agents

Wake

“This what?” mira asked as she threw the brown envelope on the table. Not just one but four.

“It wasn't you read?” asked Barkah who looked at Mira in surprise. He still remembers exactly how Mira reacted earlier. Shouting hysterically then laughing while crying until the visitors one by one run away.

“Diem! I am the same as your son. Same these two kids.” Mira immediately grabbed Barkah's lips so as not to make a sound.

His lips were forcefully clenched, unable to speak. Only his eyes signaled that Gayatri would immediately open the four envelopes.

Doubtful but in the end Gayatri kept the envelope open. The first envelope was quite surprising because it contained a summons for Gayatri's parents from the school. He actually read the call.

The school called Gayatri's parents on the grounds that her daughter committed an disciplinary offence, namely the use of social media accounts that were clearly prohibited by the school. Moreover, the content of the social media account is about Gayatri race attractions that are considered unsettling and set a bad example for his friends.

Gayatri turned to Shaka who had read the call. Both of them had expected that there would be something like this.

“How come you're both diem? Si Zaidan said you also participated in the race with my son, yes?” mira exclaims to Shaka.

Shaka does not necessarily chimed in, he just bowed down regretful that made Mira disappointed. Though he had promised this woman would take good care of Gayatri.

“Maafin Shaka Nyak That's all Shaka said.

Mira did not reply, she only sobbed while opening another envelope. What an expression Mira did not expect.

“The race money you use to pay my debts right?” asked the woman in a trembling voice. He showed three proofs of debt repayment sent by the party who loaned Mira and Barkah money.

“Lo fucking emang. FUCKING LO!!!” mira shouted while beating Gayatri's arm.

“Lo I go to school to be a cool kid! Now you even get reprimanded for racing and you show off like everyone on the internet! Where's your brain Aya? You want to live hard like I'm the same Babeh lo? Do you want to forever be the difficult person that people insult? Do you want a bleak future?”

"Lo think I'm indebted to you lunasin, huh?!" This time Mira's voice was like a thunderbolt. Her eyes were wet with tears with lips that were shaking from her cries.

“Gue don't need my debt! You just need to learn the real thing so you can help yourself. Why is it so hard, HAH?!!” Mira repeatedly beats Gayatri's arm, but the girl does not resist. He let his mother spill all her anger.

“Lo what the hell Mir! Stop no! Don't beat my son! Our son!” Barkah immediately hugged the crying wife with a vexation in his heart.

“Where can I stop? Your son is insolent! I almost lost my first child, now he's not dead on the streets. Don't you love me not the same Babeh lo? Do you want me to live a miserable life because I lost my son?”

“Gue no problem having to work hard to make both of you big. Make your mastiin life safe and comfortable. I owe it everywhere I am not ashamed. But don't you give me a test with this cake problem? How is my life if there's nothing the same between you two huh? HOW'S IT?! ANSWER ME AYA!!” mira shouted in Gayatri's ear with her unstoppable cry.

The girl just fell silent, not answering. He understood his mother's anxiety and was truly sorry. Her tears just dripped down, past her reddish white cheeks again.

“ASTAGA MIRAA!!! LO NAYAKANIN MY SON! SI AYA SAMPE CRY!” The rickshaw finally got upset. He was always terrified whenever he saw Gayatri who was crying without a puff. He was afraid that his daughter's mentality would deteriorate again. Yeah, he's very scared.

Mira did not reply, she just sobbed while looking at the unmoved Gayatri. He grabbed the princess's hand and hugged her tightly.

“Okaya please, don't race again. I don't want to do anything. Worthy can die if bad things happen to the children. Do you understand Neng? Huh?” mira said with a stammering voice in between her cries.

Gayatri just nodded, she was actually scared every time she had to start the race. But the desire to end the suffering of his parents and brother made him determined to do all that.

At the door of the room there, there was Galih who was staring at the painful scene before his eyes. The sound of Mira's screams and cries were like alarm reminders resuscitating her. His family suffered and it was because of him. So what should he do now?

Galih did not dare to meet his family who were crying in embrace. With a limp step he chose to go back to his bed and lay his body there. It enveloped her trembling body and tears that were breaking.

“Enyaak, Beh, Ayaa.. Sorry I...” The inner man with the gondrong hair.

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Last night's commotion, it's over at sunrise. The sound of a broom clashing with the paving blocks distracts Shaka who just came down from her room.

The atmosphere of the house is so quiet, there is only a barkah that is sweeping the backyard, removing the leaves that fall due to dry due to the hot sun and strong winds.

Occasionally the man coughed as the dust from the paving block was sucked in by him. Shaka quickened his pace to approach the middle-aged man.

“Udeh is okay. Lo breakfast there, Babeh has made a splashy telor. There's milk too. Sorry, Babeh didn't have a good breakfast. Seems that Aya no longer feel well, do not make soto. Si Aya is also not awake.” Barkah slightly shook Shaka's hand which was about to take over the broom from his hand.

“Babeh has breakfast?” ask shaka later.

“I'm so easy. You go first,” Barkah still forced.

From his sentence as if to affirm that this man actually has not had breakfast, it's just that he prioritizes the host.

Shaka no longer protested, he gradually headed to the dinner table and saw that there were only two cow's eye eggs and a glass of milk. Looks like the food stock is out.

“Beh, want to temenin Shaka morning walk not?” tawar Shaka later.

“Way to where?” ask the man.

“Whichever way, Shaka has not been relaxed for a long time.”

“Ya let's go.” Barkah put his broom and went to the kitchen to wash his hands. He also wiped his face with fresh water and rushed over to Shaka. “Babeh check Galih first yes bentar. He fell asleep again,” said.

“Iya Beh,” sahut Shaka.

The man waited on the sofa, while Barkah checked his son into the room. “Gosh!” barkah exclaimed for a moment after opening the door of his room.

“Why Beh?” Shaka immediately looked over.

Barkah did not answer, he immediately went into Galih's room and found his son sitting in front of the mirror. He saw her lying in her bed.

“Lo again why tong?” the man asked, rubbing his son's back. Shaka who peeked at the door of the room also breathed a sigh of relief when he found that Galih was fine.

“Aya, race...” muttered the man, hugging his two flexed legs.

Barkah was a little surprised to hear the words of his son, apparently last night he heard the anger of Mira who became so. He must be wise, he does not want his son to be shaken even more.

The psychiatrist Galih said that Galih's condition had shown progress. The calmness in this house brought a great influence to this young man. The presence of family nearby also makes Galh feel safe and not feel left behind. Badah doesn't want to ruin that.

“Si Aya is okay. He's in his room. Still asleep. Do you want to meet him?” ask Barkah later. He wanted to trust his son.

Unexpectedly the man nodded. Barkah was quite shocked because his son wanted to see the outside world, out of the room that he had been in for 24 hours.

“Come if you want to see Aya." Barkah invites Galih to move, he walks while embracing his son's shoulder.

Shaka gave a small smile when he saw Barkah's happy expression because his son wanted to leave the room. At her knock the door of her daughter's room slowly.

"Yes, are you awake? Brother you want to meet," call Barkah from outside.

Not long after, there was the sound of footsteps approaching the door. The door handle turned and looked the figure of Gayatri who was still wearing pajamas.

"Did you?" The girl half-believed.

Galih's figure was just downcast, without saying a single sentence.

"Abang you want to meet," said Barkah with teary eyes.

Gayatri smelled a haru smile. At the hug of Galih's body that was bent tightly. He also buried his head there.

"Gue kangen lo, Bang," said Gayatri.

Galih did not chim in, he just fell silent and let Gayatri hug him very tightly.

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