Don't Go Again !!!

Episode 6 of Aira (3 )

In the morning, my mother, grandmother, mbok yem and I arrived at the woman's house. The house looks empty. Dad's car wasn't there either. Mama who was holding Santi also looked dizzy looking around the house.

Mama immediately pressed the bell button in front of the fence. There's no response.

" Kok deserted. The woman is out ya." mbok yem asked softly.

" It's like there's no one else" explained the grandmother who was still in a daze.

Tinn ... Tinn ...

We all looked behind the source of the car horn.

That's dad's car, I muttered.

Grandma held my hand tightly when she saw her ex-daughter-in-law get out of the car.

" Aira, yem mbok. Why are you guys outside?. And ibuk ... Ibuk and Kinan what's going on here." asked the father, who stroked Santi's cheek.

" Let us enter first. I'll explain inside." replied mama annoyed. I stepped forward, then I pushed the bell there. There was no response either.

" Where is nuri mbok." asked father annoyed.

" I ... I don't know sir." replied mbok yem. Dad took the spare fence key that was in the car and opened it.

After we all went into the house. Dad went inside looking for his wife. But there was no sign that his wife was home. Dad sat down on the living room couch. In front of him was my mother and grandmother sitting there.

" Tega you mas." cried mama to father before he opened his mouth.

" Where have you been. Do you know what your new wife did to your son." asked mama annoyed and immediately shed tears.

" What the hell are you talking about. What happened to nuri. He loves Aira. Even he thinks of Aira as his own son." replied the father.

" Lied !!. Look at the back of Aira mas. Look!!!." mama snapped while pointing at my back. Dad looked at. I'm still shuffling and hiding behind Grandma's body. Grandma still holds my hand. Dad waved his hand. I asked him to come closer. I looked at my scared father.

" Sana Aira's. Show your father what his wife has done to you, son." explained the gentle grandmother. I walked towards my father. Dad kissed my hands and cheeks.

Dad was surprised to see a bruise on my temple. I looked at my father's face - fixed. Dad then opened my shirt, and he saw it all over my back there were bruises and lashes of lashes that made his body ache.

" Athaghfirullah, this is why Aira. Who did this to you." asked the shocked father in disbelief to see the enormous wounds there.

" Who else would have done it if not your wife" replied the upset mother. Dad shook his head.

" Lied !!. I don't trust you. It was impossible for Nuri to do this to Aira. He loves Aira. I know that." I obviously don't believe it.

Dad looked like he was shedding tears. On the elus of my cheek and then kissed repeatedly.

" But it's all the behavior of the big lady, sir." exclaimed mbok yem who was still standing next to mama. Dad looked at me, then looked at me deeply.

" Aira, Aira look at my father's eyes. Aira must be honest with father, who made the body aira until it was like that. Who hit Aira." asked the father firmly and looked me in the eye looking for the truth there. I looked into dad's eyes, though,

" Mother Nuri did her father." I answered honestly. Dad hugged my body and cried. I know your heart must have been broken at that moment.

Nuri got off the taxi and carried a lot of paper bags. His face looked shocked when he saw that Dad's car was in his yard. He went straight inside. She was so shocked to find mom and grandma sitting on the sofa in front of dad.

Father's face was reddish-red restraining his anger. He put on his angel face when he met Dad.

" Where are you going to parrot." asked the rude father. " I .. I'm out of the way." obviously.

" Why are they here mas." she asked cynically. He stood looking at his wife.

" What you've been doing all this time to my son, huh." asked Dad. Nuri's face looked relaxed. He didn't budge a bit.

" Ooohhh it .." she replied casually.

" It's because your own son is naughty. That's why I gave him a little punishment." he explained. Mama who heard that did not accept and then stood to grab the woman's hair from behind.

" Female demon, man has no heart, dare you touch my son with your dirty hands huh." explained mama wrath.

The woman complained of pain and yelled for father to ask for help. I just stood quietly looking at him.

" I'll kill you for hitting my son." Mama still grabbed the woman's hair half-dragging her back and banging her head against the wall again. Dad immediately pulled the woman before mom acted indefinitely.

The woman pushed the father's body back.

" Man is useless. I tortured your son. Because I hate her." obviously she half-screamed.

Mama attacked the woman but was stopped by grandma and mbok yem. They do not want mama to act any further which will make him regret. I stood up and slapped the woman very hard. Dad grabbed the woman's hair.

" Female demon. I'm crushing your head right now, huh. How dare you hit my son. I'm just that his father didn't dare to touch his skin." explained father angrily upon hearing the woman's confession.

Mbok yem and granny pull on dad's arm, but dad brushes him off rudely. When the father's hands were slightly saggy, the woman kicked the father back a few steps. The woman ran out of the house and asked the neighbors for help.

Now we're all at Mr. RT's house. She asked the neighbors for help to protect her. Because he feels threatened. Neighbors also called Mr. RT to solve this problem.

" What do you want now" asked Mr. RT. I explained all the chronology there. Dad grunted annoyed.

" I want this woman in court, sir. He has been persecuting my son." explained the father.

" I also don't want to have a cowardly and stupid husband like you." exclaimed the woman haughty.

" You remember your baby, you were just a trash man before I lifted your degree. You came to me with only the clothes you were wearing. And get out of my house without bringing anything. You're kere bayu. I made you like a king." despise the woman.

" If you want to prolong this, it's okay. I'm not scared. I'll talk to my lawyer to get everything ready. And now you're nothing to me. It's all I've given you. The car, the money, the jewelry and all that is mine. You are just a slipper-clip when you come to my house." explained the woman. Dad clenched his hands holding back emotions.

" good. I wouldn't have a vile wife like you. I give you back everything you give me." replied the father, throwing his wallet, jewelry and car keys in front of the woman.

" Excuse me Mr. RT, I have no business with this cunning woman" explained the father as he left. The one followed by grandma, mama, me and mbok yem.

At the crossroads, Dad asked us for a break. Dad gave a wad of money to mom. He said it was to buy me and Santi's needs.

" Where do you have this much money. It's not that you've .." Mama didn't continue her words. I found out I heard that.

" I've taken all the parrot money in the closet" explained Dad while showing his fat pocket. There are some money sheets there.

" Kinan, I'll take Aira and Santi. Take care and take good care of him. Later every month I will send money." explained father.

" Where else will you go" asked Grandma.

" Do not know mother. I'll find another job." replied Dad. Dad crouched down on me.

" Aira, you take care of Mama and Santi yaa. Don't be naughty at grandma's. I want to go to work first." Dad explained. I also nodded to hear it. I went out somewhere.

Mbok Yem also said goodbye to us. He said he was going back to his hometown.

Since then, I have been living in my grandmother's house again. I lived there until I grew up and married Mas Arga.

If I recall the incident, I like to cry alone. I am grateful and relieved that I was able to get together with my mom, Santi and grandma again.

When I entered Junior High, I had a little trouble making friends. Because most of my friends say, I am not fun. I'd rather play basketball on the court with the boys than sit huddled in the school cafeteria.

For some reason, since I first entered this school and saw the basketball court there, I really wanted to be there. I ended up following basketball extracurriculars when I was told to choose the rank of exkul by my homeroom teacher.

I asked my mother and grandmother for permission when I expressed my desire to follow basketball. Grandma initially disagreed. Because for grandma, basketball is only for boys. I persuaded Grandma and I was finally allowed to.

Basketball's exculus schedule falls on a Wednesday afternoon. All the students who attended were present in the field. It turns out I'm not the only girl there. There were many girls from other classes. Girls who participate in basketball exkul only there me and early.

My best friend in class. I don't know why I fit in with her. Here is the same as me. His mother and father separated when he was little. But early an only child, he had no younger brother. I often play at his house. He also often plays at my house. He is very happy to play with Santi.

Before the exculpation begins, the members of the exculus warm up first. After warming up, you took a break and the coach passed us one by one.

" Aira Fahira .. "call my coach. And I held my hand.

" Whose you call him? Ira or fahira." asked my coach.

" Aira sir." I replied.

" okay. Aira you are today part of the schedule to take the basketball in the warehouse, and after completion will return the ball to the warehouse again." explained my coach.

" I'm alone sir." I asked.

" why?. You're scared." she asked. I'm nodding.

I'm still traumatized because I was once locked in a warehouse by that witch. My coach breathed.

" Revan Ega Pranata . "say my coach. The guy's got a name brandishing his hand.

" Whose nickname are you." asked my coach.

" Revan sir " he said.

" You're Revan, today you helped Aira pick up the ball in the barn. And later you help return to the warehouse." he explained.

Me and Revan walked towards the warehouse next to the school. There's where to put the sports equipment. One of them is basketball. When I arrived in front of the warehouse, I just stood up.

" Heh daydreams. Let's get the ball." explains Revan.

" I'm waiting outside the van" I replied nervously.

" It's delicious. You didn't come in either." he said. I'm pissed off.

Revan Ega Pranata's. He's a classmate. Grade 7A child. I am a 7B class. In my school, the learning system for the first and second semesters is not the same. The first semester we will be divided into classes according to the number of the parent student. But later after the second semester, we will be randomized by the results of each report card.

" Van, you're not afraid of what's here." I asked as I entered the warehouse . Revan, who was busy collecting balls in a trolley, turned his head.

" Fear what it is." she answered briefly.

" Said yes van, in this warehouse there is a ghost." I explained while shuddering in horror.

" That's just bullshit." he said in disbelief. I frowned. Staring at him clingy. How arrogant this kid is, I murmured in my heart. After the ball was collected, we came out of the warehouse.

The exculpation goes on. After my coach explained the basics and techniques of playing basketball, we were divided into several groups. One group consists of 5 students.

I'm in another group. While early on was one group with Revan. And we were told to compete between groups to see how capable we are. Revan's group first played against Raka and her group mates. Everyone present there cheered. When I looked - look, Revan was good at basketball.

All the girls who participated in the exculpation also shouted to call his name to give support. I saw Revan playing basketball in awe.

I have to ask him for help to teach me, I said in my heart. Because I want to play basketball as good as him.

" Your game was really good." I said, giving him two thumbs up. Revan looked at me and smiled.

" Thank you." she replied.

" You're good at basketball, learning where." I asked.

" Study from books and look at television" he replied.

" I also watch basketball games on television, but my skills are still ordinary." I explained.

Revan smiled coldly at me. At the push of the trolley towards the warehouse beside the school. Your excursion ended 10 minutes ago. And we have to collect and return this ball to where it came from. It was dusk, the atmosphere in the warehouse looked very creepy than before. I held my neck.

I think my feathers stand all. Revan went into the barn alone. And I waited outside.

" Van ... Haven't put the ball down yet." call me while stroking my arm. But there was no answer from inside the warehouse. I opened the door of the barn that was only half open. I entered slowly while searching for Revan's whereabouts. But he wasn't there. He was lost in the earth. I turned and stepped out.

When just a few steps like someone holding my shoulder from behind. I choked, cold sweat began to pour out. I dare to look back. And ....

" Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh ..." I cried loudly.

I ran out while closing my eyes. There was a giggling sound behind me.

" Revan ... You ... " snapped to him who was still laughing loosely there.

" Your expression was so ugly." she explained, laughing. I pursed my lips. I hit his arm hard.

" Branduww ... Sick tau." screeched while stroking his arm. He was still holding onto that creepy-looking mask.

" You know where it is." I asked to point at the mask.

" I found you inside" she replied, then put the mask back on and tried to scare me.

" It's not funny to know the van. My heart was almost dislodged earlier." snorted me He still smiled smugly to scare me.

We walked towards the field to pick up the bag and exited towards the outer gate. There was a car waiting for someone. Revan glanced at the car. The driver came out while opening the car door.

" What are you going home, Ra." she asked.

" I brought a bike. Tuh . "I pointed a bicycle at the parking lot that lived alone there.

" Oohhm .. I go home first Ra." obviously then get in that car. I wave my hand. He also passed away.

The son of a rich man he is apparently, I murmured.

After the incident at the exkul place, I started to get along with Revan. We often play basketball when the break time comes. Entering the second semester arrives. We're all randomized and put into class based on the report card. I'm in a class with Revan.

Revan's a very clever boy. He became the overall champion in the first semester. I have to be satisfied with the 5th. Well, at least I'm still in the top 5. Because it is ranked 1 to 5, it is eligible for a free scholarship from the school. So I helped my mom a little bit about the cost of education that I just got.

Being in a class with him is amazing. I often exchanged ideas in lessons with him. Revan helped me a lot and taught me lessons that I don't understand sometimes. I often borrow his laptop to do schoolwork. Because at that time, things like laptops were very expensive. To go to the cafe I did not dare ask mama for more money. I use my pocket money to do my job.

To save money, I used to borrow Revan's laptop. And Revan was never stingy with me. When I go home from school or take a break, I do my job first and then I put in my flasdisk to print out at the nearest cafe.

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