
The afternoon atmosphere at the cafe located on a hill not far from the center of the district has been crowded since 4 pm. At night, there are a lot of teenagers hanging out in that place.
Reza sat in the middle which was laid out like a semicircle. His hand held a small glass filled with a golden-yellow clear liquid with a distinctive aroma.
The black-eyed man raised his glass and drank it slowly.
“Not tried another Za? From the first Bint*ng crystal continue.”
Reza put the glass down. “Same ordinary Udah this mas.”
The man who was wiping the glass let out a small laugh.
“Like Reza lately rarely want to collect same deket other?” mas Nino was curious.
Reza was silent for a moment and then drank the drink again. The bitter taste that felt lightly on the tongue was like bringing a late fatigue of his stacked mind.
“Males aja, mas,” replied Reza briefly while still staring at the glass she was holding.
Nino smiled. “If you don't feel it fits why you're still aja Za?”
Nino's words made Reza speechless. He was no longer comfortable with his friends. But he had no thoughts of stopping being friends with them all.
“Neither mas.”
“Who would want friends if not the same as them?”
Reza was silent, her black eyes staring towards the place where her friends were playing r*mi.
“Iya mas kayaknya. It's better to be with people of the same kind, right?”
Shortly after, another customer sat down next to Reza.
“ 1 can is the same as Reza mas, all the glasses are yes,” said the woman in the black jacket.
Reza did not turn his head and remained focused on his glassy drink.
“Why not get together with others, Za?”
“Males, again want to own.”
The woman sat facing Reza. His eyes focused towards the handsome young man's face with a mole under those eyes.
“Dateng same who ra?” asked Nino while offering the ordered drinks.
“Sama Gio, mas.”
“Lho Gio is your girlfriend tah?”
“Ih not mas. My cousin's brother it.”
“Oalah, mas kira Gio your girlfriend.”
“Not.”
Reza remained silent and observed the glass. Zora raised her glass and drank it slowly.
“Za, this afternoon I saw Lilia again in the meatballs mas Eco,” said Zora with a smile.
“Continue? Why is the report the same as me?”
“Hahaha, it's okay just to tell you, because he was with Mr. Julio. They're dating?”
Zora knows Reza has loved Lilia for a long time. Although the black-eyed man did not want to talk to him, if it was about Lilia, Reza would have been willing to open her voice.
“Don't spread gossip.”
“Hehe joking. Lu every chatted with usually never want to answer.”
Reza was silent, he was actually upset but he did not want to show such an expression.
“Enak yes become outstanding students loved by teachers. Purchased snacks, food, never punished, never talked rudely in front of many people....”
“Ya if you want to be an outstanding student lah.”
“Hahaha don't pantes me.”
Zora took out a r*kok from her little bag and turned it on and sucked it hard.
The short-haired woman thrust a pack of r*kok towards Reza.
“Gue again nger*kok,” replied Reza briefly.
Zora laughs. “Wah? Why emang? Dwarned Lilia?”
“Ra, don't talk anywhere.”
“Hehe sorry.”
Zora was silent, her eyes staring straight at the wooden shelf containing all sorts of drinks. He sucks a strong r*kok in his hand. Shortly after, Gio approached.
“Ra, back yuk, my father told me to go home ck.” Gio clicked his tongue with an annoyed expression.
“Lu want to go back to drinking? Crazy lu? Smell bego,” said Zora while drinking the drink.
“Mas Nino, can you pinjem a shirt?”
“Had you guys this. I'll search first.”
The man, called Nino, walked out of the cafe to his house, a few steps across.
“Mas Nino still seems not suitable business ginian deh,” said Zora suddenly.
“Why?” ask Gio.
“Too polite and cool. Usually who have a business like gini sangar and rough that is, there is a tattoo like that,” replied Zora while spending her drink.
“Do not see the calm doang,” said Gio with a flat expression.
Some people know that once the calm-looking Nino now was actually a thug. The piercing scars and the rest of the tattoo on his back are still there. It's just that Nino didn't want to show it.
Shortly thereafter Nino came with two shirts.
“Kok two mas?” gio asked confusedly.
“Loh Zora is not?”
“I mah free mas. Won't be scolded hehe.” The woman laughed but her eyes looked sad.
Gio changed his clothes and folded the t-shirts he had removed. “Mas, nitip first huh? Tomorrow I take.”
“Oke.” Nino took the shirt and wrapped it in a black crackle and put it in a drawer.
“Gue go back first, Za,” said Gio then shook the hand of Reza typical greetings teenagers.
Reza looked towards Gio with a serious expression. “You sure you're back?”
Gio laughs. “It is, my father told me to go back.”
“Gue not asked Za?” ask Zora while pouting.
“No,” replied Reza briefly and then took a sip back.
Zora laughed, but again there was sadness in her clear eyes. Gio and Zora left the cafe.
“Don't be too cold to the boy Za”
Nino sighed. “Yes but don't get too cold. That chick so wrong gini association must be because of runaway nyari, right? Entertain him a little.”
“Everybody here isn't that? Time I have to entertain all those who are looking for a breakout?”
Nino laughed and said nothing more. The two people were immersed in their own thoughts.
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After driving Zora home, Gio returned to his home. A dark blue car was parked in the yard.
Gio sighed then entered the house with a flat expression.
“Where are you going to be this hour just home?”
Gio placed his helmet on a shelf not far from where his father was sitting.
“Biasalah pa, young man weekly night,” replied Reza with a flat expression.
The boxed man called papa sighed.
“Don't overuse, keep your mama at home.”
“Why don't you take care of yourself?”
The sitting man was silent, his eyes looking straight at Gio who was looking at him with a flat expression.
Not getting an answer, Gio also intends to go to the bathroom to wash his feet.
“Maafin papa.. ,” says the man shriveled.
After washing his legs, Gio intended to return to his room. At first glance, he saw his father in his place with blank eyes.
Gio instantly locked the door of his room and played the game.
But just a few minutes playing the game, the sound of his mother's room door was open. Then he could vaguely hear the debate of his parents.
Gio sighed. “Damn it!” lirih.
The onyx-eyed man was annoyed by the situation of the house that never calmed down if his father came.
“Gio!”
The sound of her mother's screams shocked Gio. The onyx-eyed man did not answer and remained in his position.
“Come your papa there!” yelled at the woman again.
Gio remained silent, his eyes focused on observing the lights that had been turned off.
“Take your son away it's mas! Live with the family you love!”
Again, the scream sounded shrill. Gio was silent, he did not want to answer or come out of his room to calm his mother. Gio did not want to interfere with the problems of his parents.
After an hour later there were no more screaming sounds, only the sound of sobs that were getting slower and slower.
The clock on the wall shows 11 p.m. Gio also tried to close his eyes after taking a deep breath many times.
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At the same time somewhere else...
Clamps…
Zora opened her door carefully. His father was still sitting in front of the television.
“Tumben home cepet.”
Zora put her shoes on the shelf. His eyes were staring at his father who did not take his eyes off the television.
“Iya, because if you go home more malem later no one nganter go home.”
“Lock all the doors, your mama comes home in the morning again,” said the father without expression.
“Iya.”
“You're mer*kok?”
Zora locked the door slowly and quietly did not answer what her father asked.
“Do not do that in school, the smell of r*kok can stick in your uniform.”
“Ya,” Zora reply briefly.
The short-haired woman washes her legs and then intends to head straight for the room.
“You're dating?” ask your father to stay focused on watching television.
“Ngak.”
“No need to be covered, papa just want to ngingetin if you want to do something do not forget to use safety. Don't be as sorry as your mother.”
“Pa!” Zora seemed annoyed by what her father said. The girl's eyes were glazed.
His father's words like that always made his heart ache. Zora went straight into the room and slammed the door hard.
Zora didn't turn on the lights in her room. He laid his body on the bed and covered his face with his hands.
Her heart ached considering that she was an unwanted child. His grandparents did not even want to accept it because it was called an illegitimate child.
Who wants to be born an illegitimate child?
His parents were involved until they became pregnant and were eventually forced to marry. His father was evicted from his parents' home and tried to be responsible to his wife.
After marriage, the condition of both lives deteriorated and her father lost his job after Zora was born.
His father thought that the boy was bringing bad luck to him. The wife increasingly tired of living with difficult conditions finally decided to work as one of the karaoke guides in the city which is quite far from where she lives.
The mother would come home every few days in the morning and was usually drunk.
Even so, the mother loved Zora very much and always obeyed the wishes of her daughter. The guilt felt by the mother made her never reprimand anything her son did.
The mother always understood whatever her son did because he considered himself not a good mother. By giving a lot of money and freedom, the mother hopes her child does not feel the difficulty.
Zora got up from her bed and took a wrap of skirt*k in her jacket pocket. But he put it back on his desk.
The look in his eyes looked doubtfully at his study table. Zora sighed then returned to her bed and tried to close her eyes. Despite living haphazardly and seeking escape, Zora doesn't actually like living that way either.
Zora hoped her parents would pay more attention to her and scolded her if she made a mistake.
Women who look haphazard and haphazard to their friends actually hope to have a strong reason to live better.
Zora is always envious of seeing friends her age who have good parents. He envies the lives of normal people.
The short-haired woman sometimes cursed her destiny. I wonder why he was born in such a family. Wondering why he didn't have a life as good as anyone else.
Zora wonders why he is called bringing bad luck when the one who made a mistake was his parents.
His heart felt heavy, his eyes also felt heavy. Slowly she fell asleep after crying for some time.
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