Beautiful In Dark

25. Dark after Please Annulled

Thank you for being there when I'll be gone in a moment

Sorry for just showing me that I love you

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"Hi," said Lita flat.

"YAHOOOOOO!"

"AAAAAAAAA MOTHERUUUUU!"

"MAMAHHHHH!"

"OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD!"

Lita's smile was etched thinly looking at the Night Time customers who were running around in tears and fear. Five minutes passed, his working time was over.

Lita cleaned the kuntilanak makeup on her face while looking in the mirror. Siska sat next to him, doing the same.

"Lo's coming home on what?" ask as usual.

"Regardless of it, grab ride," Lita replied spontaneously.

"Asli deh, visitors to your serem lo and therefore Night Time can be more and more visitors," explained Siska praise Lita.

"Means I'm a natural serem, yes," Lita said with a small laugh.

"Did, what is it? Ah, you misunderstand me," Siska replied laughing, but with guilt. "I mean, lo it's the key to Night Time's success."

"GUE TOO DONG!"

"GUE TOO, I DO TOO!"

"AND FOR TODAY'S BAGAS ULTAH..."

"... WE'RE MESSING AROUND, EATING AND HAVING FUN, HAVING FUN!"

"WOHUUUUU!"

"Gue ... don't come, yes," said Lita suddenly.

Dara glared straight at me. "Why?"

"Udah malem, I want to rest," replied Lita honestly. His body felt tired and there was something painful felt in his body.

"Well... tomorrow Sunday, can rest as much," Anna said, trying to motivate Lita to come along.

"Gue anterin go home, the cost is borne by Bagas," added Gio coaxed.

"Anjeng, I only treat twenty, yes," threatened Bagas while clucking Gio's head in annoyance.

"It's okay, I'm not going. Sorry yes," said Lita still in her stance. He got up and was about to go home, but Siska's hand held him back, making Lita stop and turn around with a frown.

"Lo has to come. Original, I maksa, nih," said Siska spookily, without the tone and sharp eyes that pierced Lita's eyes.

Lita blinked a few times, staring at her friends alternately. Their faces looked at him expectantly, and honestly, Lita could not see him.

"Lit, we've been in a group for two months, you don't want to come? I as a sponsor suggested you come along. Come on," Bagas asked to coax Lita.

"Come on, Jelita," Anna added while putting up pleading eyes.

"Litaaaaaa," Dara's whine began to overdo it.

Really, they were very kind and Lita was moved.

Finally, he nodded small.

"HOEEEE!"

"FIRST, IT'S DEFINITELY KAROKE FIRST, KAROKE!!!!"

"CUSS AH!"

Along with Siska, Gio, Anna, Dara and Bagas, Lita came out of the dressing room and passed through the door that directly connected them to the bustling streets that became the center of the city. Starting from shopping, culinary to tourism.

Everything is centered here and very crowded. Lita usually stuffs her ears with earphones and tunes music a bit loudly, but now she doesn't. Hence he was surprised, the other voices he heard could be this strong.

They are mixed, so much to make Lita dizzy herself to look at him.

"Lita, don't be dumb, come on!" dara exclaimed as she withdrew her hand, following the others who had been in front of the karaoke entrance.

Bagas who take care of the cost, so others immediately boking the place and laughing while choosing music. Lita just followed, occasionally laughing because of the crazy and noisy behavior of her friends.

"Heh, it's thirty minutes, yes," Bagas said upon joining after paying and buying the package with a certain time.

"OKAY, BOSS!" exclaim Siska spirit. "GUE DONG FIRST! A RAINBOW SKATE SINGER!"

OH, I-CAN!" reply Dara was no less excited.

"Gue's the end, anyway" said Gio, who decided to sit next to Lita, who was just watching. Gio looked at Lita. "Sorry, they're sometimes slanted."

Lita laughs. "Later your turn is also found out, go on tilt or not."

"But I'm his kalem son, anti-devil possessed by Dara, noh, loa," reply Gio did not accept while pointing Dara who has now been pretending to play an electric guitar until his hair is irregular again because it continues to move up and down quickly.

Lita just laughed. He saw Bagas. The guy is just as passionate, singing while laughing and sometimes dancing with Dara. While Anna is busy doing lipsinc in a crazy weird style.

Everyone seemed familiar and comfortable. Lita felt so and she was grateful.

Until finally at the last time, Gio's turn finally arrived.

"EMANG SYANTIK, BUT NOT SOK SYANTIK..."

She is the craziest friend species Lita has ever known. Anna, Siska, Bagas, and Dara were just gawking.

It's good to be friends with them. Tonight, Lita has a new and exciting experience. 

They finally decided to eat at a nearby KFC and ordered a box of rice along with fries and drinks. They are exhausted, so eat it.

Except Lita. His lips were now pale and cold sweat drenched his body. He's tired and sick.

"Eh, I just realized, Lita was not singing," said Siska in the interlude.

"Eating is not greedy either," added Anna worried. "Lo's sick, huh, Ta?"

"The max is outrageous, huh? Sorry, you're not comfortable with that." Gio finally got up and helped Lita wake up because she didn't seem okay. "Come, I'm anterin."

Suddenly, his stomach hurt and his head was dizzy. Lita could not speak, she just smiled faintly and nodded. He waved his hand at the others as Gio led him towards his bike.

Gio took off his jacket, hung it on Lita's shoulder and closed the buttons after Lita after wearing it without protest.

Gio was really worried and didn't say much. He quickly escorts Lita through Lita's index finger which directs and finally arrives safely.

Lita got down and stood next to Gio who was still sitting on his bike.

"Ta, sorry, yes," said Gio feeling guilty.

Lita shook her head small. "Thank you" he said slowly, trying hard to make a sound.

"Enough rest" Gio said with a faint smile. "Gue pampered."

Lita's hand was raised up, waving to look at Gio's departure. Then he turned around, walked towards the door of the house and opened it. His lower abdomen was painful, torturous and like being pricked by needles many times.

His path turned staggering, his breathing began to wince, he made a soft voice as he felt powerless walking towards his room.

He saw his father asleep on the sofa sitting down, as if asleep waiting for Lita to come home. He hopes like that.

"Dad...."

Lita held onto her stomach, closed her eyes and tried to step up. He gulped, and squealed stifled as his pain grew.

Bruk!

Finally it collapsed. Falling and sad. Lita whimpered, her hands clawed at the floor and held her stomach with her other hand.

"Dad... sick..dad...please..."

As much as Lita's energy to pray, scream and speak. I hope his father hears. And at the end of his energy, he felt his body lifted and hugged tightly.

"Lita, what's wrong with you, son? Please, hold on..."

And dark enveloped Lita.

***

"Dok, are you serious?" ask the father with a pias face and a look full of surprise and worry.

"I'm not going to spread lies, is there any benefit for me?"

Dad really felt hit. He fell into the deepest abyss and everything looked dark. Seeing her daughter lying unconscious in bed made her heart slit. He took Lita's hand and clasped it for her to stick it on his forehead.

I prayed, begged and surrendered. He wants to channel his power to Lita and hopes her son can wake up.

"I'm sorry, son..."

Her tears were shed, flowing into Lita's hands and continuing like that as half an hour passed. Dad was tired, his body was empty and his heart was hurt.

Father covered Lita and kissed her forehead after leaving the room. He will come back tomorrow, after calming down.

Tonight, he completely stopped drinking and wanted to greet his daughter who came home with a hug. Dad has changed and is aware of his obligation to have Lita.

However, Lita came weak and unconscious after he hugged. Then he took her to the hospital and she accepted the grievous facts.

Dad felt unable to live anymore, he felt very guilty to his wife.

The house was very quiet when Dad came in. The atmosphere was cold, dark and silent. A house that feels lonely without the two women he loves.

The departure of his wife makes the father slumped, very lost. Until he forgot his duty as a father of a child. Dad just worked to get drunk, hoping to forget his sadness.

But now, another sadness approached him.

Dad went into Lita's room. The room was neat, reflecting the disciplined and clean occupants. There was nothing but books and stationery on his desk.

Looking at the photo lying on the bed, Dad saw it and immediately felt very crowded. It's a picture of his family. Seeing his smiling wife, his chuckling self and the sullen Lita, it really broke his heart.

Now the happiness in the photo is gone.

A few years ago, they were happy together. But one day on which Lita's birthday, something happened.

The three of them were just a simple happy family. Father and mother plan to have a picnic and celebrate the child's birthday. But alas, on the way, they had to pass a terrible accident.

The three of them were unconscious because they hit a tree to avoid the car being driven into a truck. Father and Lita were only lightly injured, but somehow the mother's life was not saved.

That day became dark, becoming the beginning of darkness in Lita and father's lives.

In his grief, in the face of this calamity, the father lost his consciousness. He did not look at his son's heart.

He should also realize that his son was also sad because of the loss of his mother, plus he had no support because his father was very bad behavior.

She should be able to be her mother's replacement for Lita.

He couldn't be a good father and now his only son is sick. Father underestimated his wife's expectations, making his son sad because he was selfish.

Dad only thinks about himself without paying attention to the growth or development of Lita.

How he learns, how he laughs, how he falls in love, how he goes to school, how he eats, how he can be a good 17-year-old, dad really doesn't know everything.

How could he be a father paired with a child like Lita?

Really, a very evil destiny. I can't bear Lita.

***

"Lo still doesn't feel good about him?" asked Anwar while opening his book to record a summary of the Son's book. It's a break, but the four of them don't go to the cafeteria.

The reason is certainly Darka, he did not want to meet Lita, so he stayed in class. Luckily Putra and Sandi brought snacks and bought bread this morning.

"Gue didn't know how so that I could be confident in front of him" Darka complained as he***hair in frustration. "Gue can't. I'm so mean."

"If we don't tell you about Lita being colonized by one school, surely you are now dead again" Sandi said.

"Elo anyway," accuse Anwar.

"My shell? Noh, the son who was open-air," accuse Sandi of the Son who was busy playing games in the back. The son did not reply, because his ear was stuffed with earphones and so Anwar sniffed.

"But impromptu him," he said insultingly.

"The point is, I don't mean anything, Dar," Sandi explained.

"It's good that you guys tell me. Let me know myself. At the time of the examination I was ordinary because I did not know, but after knowing, I did not dare to appear again in front of him. Original." Darka complained long. "Totally Jelly. Because of me."

Anwar flicked his finger in front of Darka's face and made Darka frown.

"Gue got an idea."

"What?"

"Lo, I'm sorry, but I'm telling you what that cake is. Make it as romantic as possible and say, 'gue will always be on your side. That promise.' is."

"Well! Good, good one!" serang Sandi spirit. "Pake flowers, same balloon doll. Original, any chick would melt."

Darka's eyes were round, delighted. He can't stand these two weeks away from Lita. "Help me, okay?"

"Geevhva!"

***

Today Darka opened the meet and greet again and apparently the fans are not reduced, there are still many and long queues. The field is a bit crowded and noisy.

"SISTER DARKA I'M SORRY YESTERDAY I CALLED THE NEIGHBOR!"

"SISTER DARKA I'M SORRY YESTERDAY I BROUGHT CHEAP GOSSIP!"

"SISTER DARKA SORRY YESTERDAY I WAS MISERABLE EVEN BLASPHEMY SISTER!"

"I'M SORRY, BROTHER!"

"SISTER WE WILL ALWAYS LOVE, CHEF. DON'T BE SAD ANYMORE."

"This feeling is not a race of screaming, always, this is pity his ears" said Anwar advising. "If you're sorry, love Darka again, that's enough. No need to scream."

"Oh, yes, brother, sorry, hehe." The woman chuckled slightly, then looked at Darka sadly. "So patient brother. If the culprit gets caught, I'll be the front one to knock him out."

Darka laughs. "Yes, thank you, yeah. Thanks for still trusting my sister."

"okay! Oppa, saranghe!"

"Ye, now back again market Darkanya already clean. Pas dirty just blaspheme for mercy," said Putra did not like the stability of Darka fans.

"Yes, yesterday I was—"

"You should give support, not immediately believe. I'm starting to have doubts about your fans, Dar. Strange, see you from what the hell?"

"Ih! I'm angry because I thought that Kalo Darka really did it, same weird chick anyway! I'm disgusted and—"

"She's Jelita. Beautiful, soft and funny. You can't say he's weird" Darka cut with a patient smile. "Now everything is clear. Brother is like Mr. Azel, likes peace because he is beautiful. We'll have peace, okay?"

The woman was a little nagging. "Ready, brother, okay."

"Okay, Tra?" Darka turned to Son.

The son snorted little. "Udah, time lo abis, continue. Five more."

***

Everything was prepared according to plan. It's on the balcony of Anwar's parents' room. Balloons and dolls have been arranged in such a way. Darka just had to bring Lita here and voice her heart.

"Thank you for helping, bro," Darka said as he looked at the three friends with a sincere smile. "War, San, Tra."

"Anytime," replied the Son with a faint smile.

"Now you live ajakin," Anwar said.

"But I haven't seen him since Monday and now it's been two weeks since Monday. She's usually in class, but I sometimes see her going to the cafeteria for a little while or the same Tia in the days before." Darka sighed softly. "Where is he?"

"Lo to his class first, we wait in the cafeteria" Sandi said.

"What grade is he?" ask Darka plain.

Sandi looked at Darka in disbelief. "Wah—"

"Don't blaspheme first, just tell me," Darka's cut began to snub.

"IPA 1 anjir" answered the Son without further ado.

"Oh, okay," Darka replied after which he turned around, running towards the classroom at the end of this corridor. Leaving friends who can only shake their heads.

"Temen lo tuh," Anwar told Sandi.

"Victory against me" Sandi replied to Anwar.

"They're not stoics" they both said at the same time. Making a loud laugh just airs on.

"Our victory," said the sincere Son. This is called a true friend.

Meanwhile, Darka has reached the doorstep of class XII IPA 1 and bends his head. He smiled politely and greeted for a moment.

"If you may know, Jelita where are you?" ask him when he never found the woman in the red jacket.

"Jelita?" a woman replied. He takes the absent book and approaches Darka. "He didn't go to school last week. We're planning on seeing him too, but next week. You temen the decette?"

"Why? What sick jelly?" darka asked like she was struck by lightning. He was immediately worried and worried.

"Gue doesn't know, the pain letter's in the homeroom."

"Who's class?"

"Sir Ardi."

After hearing that, he ran towards the teacher's room. Looking for Mr. Ardi's nameplate and once he found it he immediately persuaded rather the teacher wanted to show Lita's sick letter.

At first Mr. Ardi refused because this was someone's privacy, but Darka promised if anything bad happened, he was ready to blame.

And from the information given by Mr. Ardi, here is where Darka is now. With sweat and hunting breath, he stumbled in the hallway of a hospital.

Darka no matter what, no school, nor his father who will be angry because he ditched, he just wanted to see Lita.

Is that girl okay?

His body was tired and seemed unwilling to jump on him. His soul was broken, sad and broken. With trembling hands, he opened the door of the room in which Lita was. Her eyes reflexively closed as the door opened, Darka pushed her slowly.

Darka was unable to open his eyes when the door finally opened completely. He took a lot of breaths, then his eyes opened slowly.

On the white bed lay a man whom Darka longed for. Her eyes were closed and her face was washed pretty by the soft sunlight from the window next to her.

Darka's chest was crimped strongly, his legs were as strong as stepping, approaching him and making it clear that now Lita was lying unconscious and of course.

All his strength was shed, his body fell along with tears that pierced to start Darka's cry full of sadness.