
Raka took a deep breath, apparently facing a unstable teenager. In need of extra energy, he chose to give up. Because you have to do another job immediately.
“What do you want? I didn't steal anything, from you!”
“Om stole my heart!” scream Cessi sonorous.
Bargon who was still there, gawked with his mouth wide open. Listen to what Cessi said.
“What is it, right?” inner Bargon wondered
At that moment, Bargon was wondering in his heart. Raka clucked in annoyance, then chose to pass. According to him, there is nothing to serve a girl who has no sanity.
“Om! Don't go!” cessi yelled to stop Raka. But the young man got into the car and started the engine. Then, start driving the four-wheeled vehicle. Leaving Cessi who kept swearing annoyed.
“Basic! Om-Om, pervert!”
Bargon immediately approached, Cessi and asked back what the girl had said just now. Bargon could not deny, if his heart felt hurt.
Harboring the feeling turns out to be very painful, rather than a breakup. Every whatever happens, like a drama that plays continuously. With different frequencies.
“Already ‘lah! Come on, go home,” take Cessi who won't discuss. What had just happened, created a deep feeling of disappointment in Bargon's heart.
Suppose, Bargon had the courage to say his feelings. Perhaps, he would not feel tormented like this.
They immediately returned to the bike and intend to go home, Cessi first deliver Bargon home. Only after that, he returned home. Fortunately, their house was in the same direction. Make Cessi do not need to rotate and can go straight home.
Not to forget, Cessi took a cake made by her adoptive mother. To have a reason, why he came home late.
Unlike yesterday, this time. The mother's cake only sells a little. Making Cessi become moody, because she will hear the bang of the live orchestra that will be a concert. When, he comes home later.
With a gontai step, Cessi also brought his bike back. Heading home, this is how Cessi's day.
Plus the incident earlier, making Cessi do not have additional income. Because only Amara can help him.
Because, all this time Amara is the one who edits and uploads the videos they make. Cessi Hanay can be part of the actor only, while the others are held by Amara.
“This, all! Because of that, Om that pervert!”
Cessi is very revenge veiled to Raka and intends to take revenge. How, but all of that is on the plan list.
Until, the motor driven by Cessi arrived at the yard. As usual, Cessi will look for the whereabouts of her adoptive mother and hand over the cake container, along with the money earning the cake.
During this time, Cessi never took money from her mother. Because, Cessi knows herself enough. It's been accepted and treated, for Cessi it's enough.
“Mother,” call Cessi after being inside the house.
Cessi is only an adopted child, said Mr. Broto and Ms. Indri. Cessi was found by them in front of the house.
It was unfortunate that Cessi lived, but she shaved. At first, both of his adoptive parents. They still want to care for Cesi up to this size and still feed. That's enough for Cessi, because life outside is cruel.
“Mother,” call Cessi again. There is no word from that woman.
“Mother!” cessi shouted with tears. Seeing the state of the mother who was unconscious, indeed blood was thicker than water. However, all this time. Indri's mother took care of Cessi, from when she was a baby. Until, now.
Until, the container used by the cake that was brought by Cessi fell. Make, the remaining cake scattering on the floor.
Cessi did not care about it, all Cessi had in mind was the state of the mother. With hard–father, Cessi dragged Indri's mother's body and brought her into the room.
Then, Cessi laid the woman on the bed. Then, open the wardrobe. To change, the clothes of the mother who has been wet. Cessi was looking for the key to the closet, Cessi also circulated her vision.
“Where, you huh? Play hide–umpet everything, again,” muttered Cessi who saw the thing she was looking for was on the nightstand. He immediately took the small object and opened the closet, the mother's clothes.
However, Cessi just managed to open the closet. The father came suddenly and surprised him. Made some clothes that were in the closet, fell to the floor.
“Cessi! What are you doing?” ask Mr. Broto with a bright eye toward Cessi.
Cessi was frightened, so the father approached and accused him of something very painful. By Cessi.
“You, want to steal, huh!” shouted Mr. Broto loudly.
Cessi could only shed tears, it turned out. All this time, his father did not know him well. Cessi never did anything that the man now staring at the bed was accusing. Where there is a mother who stinks.
“You, what did my wife! Cessi!”
Mr. Broto's voice boomed, like lightning striking. Cessi jumped in shock, but suddenly.
Plaques
Five fingers greetings, from Mr. Broto's palm. Landed so perfectly on Cessi's smooth cheeks.
With his father, he did such a thing. Cessi feeling becomes hot–cold, between wanting to reply. Or don't.
“Out you! Basic, son of a pesky carrier!” throw out Mr. Broto cruelly.
Cessi immediately took her step away, the pain that was on her cheek. Not comparable to Cessi's heart today, after being treated harshly and accused of being a nondescript.
“Indeed like this, the fate of a child picking up?” cessi and go into her room. Then, put in some of her clothes and anything else that matters.
However, Cessi is not yet finished packing. Mr. Broto had been in front of the door of his room which was still wide open.
“What do you want to steal again?” accuse Mr. Broto of cruelty. As he approached Cessi and wanted to do violence again. However, Cessi swiftly dodged and ran towards the exit.
“Cessi!”
Even the father's shout did not stop Cessi's steps, he immediately turned on his motorbike and drove fast. Carrying his increasingly heavy cries, the melt of the clear liquid. As a sign, a heart is broken.
Cessi never asked to be born in this world and live with her adoptive parents, but this is the life of the world. As a creature who can only live what has been written by destiny.
“Where, should I go?” the confused Cessi. Carry the speed of his car, because there is no place for him to shelter.
“Is it time, for me to come back, my God?”