Beautiful In Dark

04. That Night

My loneliness is night

Your night is an impingement

We both loved the night

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“You should be rough with Darka!”

“The child deserves harsh words to understand. It's okay to visit.”

“When did he visit? He wants to obey all you want. You're his father, aren't you?”

“I'm his father, but he's the son of gatau dibuntung.”

Darka's shoulders instantly squeezed. He did not concentrate on learning. Again, his parents quarreled over it.

The problem he had at school—with Mr. Subroto certainly reached his father's ears.

Darka is a typical student who often causes problems, even if he accidentally. No matter how big or small the problem Darka caused, the school had to tell Darka's father.

Darka took the hoodie and the keys to the bike. Not to forget he brought a phone, who knows his friends are joined and want to accompany him tonight. Wherever you go away from home.

Darka opened the door a little, peeking at the situation. He could breathe a sigh of relief because it turned out his parents were noisily in the room. Darka rushed over to get out of the house. Dribbling his motor slowly up to a few meters from the new house he turned on.

Darka continued to advance his bike at medium speed. Until he didn't realize that his tears were glazed. She cried.

Darka Samudera, a handsome young man who was famous for being cheerful, carefree, yet the playboy was crying tonight.



Lita fixes her red jacket hood, walking lazily against the cold night. Get out of the house that is now occupied by someone.

Her dad.

For a daughter, Dad is a figure who becomes the leader of the family. Father was king to his daughter. Father is the first love for his daughter. Dad is everything.

But for Jelita Geannesa certainly different.

He doesn't even know who his father is now. Since his mother died, everything changed by one hundred and eighty degrees.

His father often wasted money on drunkenness. Go early in the morning and go home late at night. Makes Lita want to run away from home, hitchhiking to sleep anywhere as long as she does not meet her father.

If only Lita could come with her mother, she would. It's also free to live like you don't have a life. He's desperate. She's tired. Silent and silent every day never changed he felt into a sense of happiness.

A proverb says “ live reluctantly die do not want.” But for Lita “ live reluctantly then I also have to die.”

Lita closed the door of the house slowly, so as not to disturb her father who is now asleep after vomiting due to drinking too much alcohol. It was now ten in the evening, an unusual hour as his father's schedule came home. Despite hating her father, Lita is secretly grateful that her father came home early.

But he still has to go out tonight. It takes time for itself.

Lita continued to step up, not caring for the few beings who were also following her. It's mundane. They just looked at Lita. Sometimes I say hello. Lita only replied with a liney smile but her face remained flat while bowing her head.

“Where are you going?”

The delicate, child-statured creature greeted Lita. She was one of the creatures close to Lita. Every night if Lita comes out, then the little creature always follows. The reason, because it wants to protect Lita from some pranksters who often disturb people around this road.

“Mau to minimarket,” replied Lita potluck.

“Again?”

Lita nodded. “There is nowhere I can go other than that place.”

“So I want to eat pop noodles again?”

Lita dehem. “Gue has no money to buy expensive foods that are full of nutrition except noodle pop.”

If hungry at night, Lita just goes to the minimarket to buy pop noodles and eat them there. He only ate rice in the morning, and then he went to school.

Don't say Lita's stingy. He just saves money, or rather has no money. The girl was destitute, the economy that her family was experiencing had completely deteriorated. His father did not work, requiring him to intervene alone to work. Unfortunately, that is still intent. He hasn't found any work until now.

The girl entered the minimarket she was heading to. He went straight to the pop noodles, then went to the refrigerator to get a bottle of cold drink. He's really thirsty now.

Of course not foreign.

Because the one who just entered it was Darka Ocean.

Lita looked up, not liking. Again, that man he should meet tonight. Makes her mood less good.

It was fortunate that Lita did not continue to step forward towards the refrigerator, otherwise Darka could realize that Lita was here.

Lita retreated further back, feeling anxious just in case Darka saw her. He retreated further, especially Darka now stepped towards the snack place.

‘Sials. I'll eat when he stays here?’ lita said in her heart, feeling furious because this guy is still busy looking at the existing snacks without intending to take them.

Really sucks.

Hape Darka suddenly rang, making Darka flinch in shock and almost curse. He clucked while reaching into his pants pocket. His eyes immediately read the name of the caller and picked up his phone.

“Napa?” Darka paused for a moment, listening to the caller's words from the other end. Lita is still listening not intending to move.

“Iye, just in the usual place.” Darka. “Gue is not happy. Back I ajar,” Darka then nodded and then turn off the hape.

The girl immediately straightened up as Darka began to step towards the cashier. He peeked again, feeling that there was something strange about the young man. Her aura was not as usual.

Just the first time I met Lita certainly knew how the young man was. He was always cheerful, smiling, even talkative. But tonight, the young man was clearly different.

“Who is he?”

The creature was suddenly behind Lita, making Lita widen her eyes in surprise. The girl held onto her chest, staring intently at the creature that had already made her close to the heart attack.

“Official yes make me hang, crazy ghost base,” whispered Lita to the creature. This time it's different. If the one who was a small child, now is more mature than Lita.

The ghost only scowled at Lita's nagging. Ever since Lita liked to come here, they became familiar. Lita who did not speak so that people did not look at her suspiciously at the ghost was enough to make her comfortable just hearing the male ghost chatter. He told a lot, making Lita not feel lonely.

“He who the hell? I think you saw him mulu from earlier?”

Lita shrugged her peek once more, confirming whether Darka had left or not. Apparently, the young man was sitting on his motorcycle. The position of his back to the minimarket, making Lita a little more free in moving.

The girl breathed a sigh of relief, not being discovered by the handsome young man. He walked towards the refrigerator, ignoring the ghostly man's question.

“You must know him why right?”

Lita shook her head, she really doesn't know. He came into contact several times with the young man unable to read what Darka was experiencing. He felt strange on his body, then he fainted.

The male ghost looked at Lita in disbelief. ”Ah, time? Do you know him, or just know him? Ganteng if you don't have a crush.”

“Diem no,” said Lita half-whispered to the ghost, glaring to hope that the male ghost did not provoke Lita's emotions at this time.

The male ghost clenched his lips, raising his thumb in approval of Lita's orders. Meanwhile, Lita walks towards the cashier paying for what she bought.

After brewing his noodle pop, he sat in a corner near the glass minimarket. Fixing the hood of his jacket and looking down eat his noodle pop quietly.

“She looks really sad yes,” the ghost chirps suddenly while putting on a gloomy face. “Free rich kid if his life is full of sadness. I feel sorry for him.”

Lita was not surprised that the ghost suddenly commented about Darka. He has the ability like Lita, the difference is Lita had to touch the human was first able to read it but this ghost is able to just see everything.

“She went from home to nenangin herself. After leaving, he was blind. Where other than running. Fortunately he did not commit immortality, still sin. If not, have business.”

Lita only listened to the ghostly man's words about Darka. Slowly Lita raised her head, turning her head to the side to pay attention to Darka. Lita had no idea what the young man was doing. He just looked down while occasionally scrambling his coarse hair.

“Now he's crying. Lovely again the same quarrel between his parents at home.”

Lita was still staring at that wide back with her flat gaze. He blinked, not expecting that the young man he had just known had a different impression.

Lita turned her head in front of the ghost, “You're serious?” ask Lita slowly. The ghost nodded.

“Iya, Jelita. She's fragile. Very fragile.”

Lita fell silent. I looked back at the young man again. Now the young man was raising his head, rubbing his eyes violently.

On that day, Lita's heart slipped slightly. Apparently, there are people just like him.