Don't Want to Be Pathetic: NIGHT BUTTERFLIES
Section 74
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The clock shows at 23:12 p.m. The earth is still in the rain, one by one the shady motorbike stops in front of the shop making the woman not alone there.
He sits down playing headphones while waiting for the arrival of Iki who will pick him up. Although the incident had already passed, but the shame and body that felt pain, especially his bloody elbow made him bow regardless of those who came shady.
"Who? Ira?" said a man from the side, Ira puffed her head towards the sound.
"Rezki? in here?"
The man sat next to her, "Shut up, who do I think? from earlier busy playing hp"
"Wait to pick me up, where are you going or going?"
"Just come home from home, go to kosan," he answered while igniting a roko.
Ira just nodded, she gazed towards the deserted streets. Actually waiting was the thing he hated the most, but maybe Iki was kicking somewhere now, there was no way he would break through the rain just to pick up Ira.
From the corner of his eyes looks Rezki who is looking at him, I don't know what the man thinks of Ira. The two find it awkward to start a conversation, until Rezki realizes the wound on Ira's hand.
"Why your elbow?"
"Fall down, but no papa"
Ira saw the man move from sitting to his motorbike, he made luggage and carried a black plastic bag.
"Give me your hand" he said with a begging hand.
At first he felt hesitant because he did not even know Rezki too much, he had only 1 day into a new school and only knew his name. But the man pulled Ira's hand, opened the water bottle and slowly cleaned it with cotton.
"There's only the same cotton red medicine, but at least this is better"
"Aww, slowly Ki," Ira grimaced with pain.
"It's also slow, next time you have to be more careful" he said, causing Ira's heart to beat faster. He looked at a man with a sweet black skin and a sharp nose holding Ira's hand.
Often she comes into contact with several men, but this time it feels different.
"hold yes? it must have been painful," he said, dripping red medicine on his wound.
"Sshhh, perching"
"Start! huuh huuh," as in a romantic movie, the man blows his wound slowly.
As Ira smiled happily, her heart flowered. The attention this man gives makes himself curious which may end with feelings.
"Silent but resistant to dry sampe yes?" he looked at Ira who was staring at the man.
Ira blinked her eyes a few times, misbehaving when Rezki looked at her. He smiled, "Thank you"
"Well," he said seeing Iki coming in a raincoat.
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Arriving home, Ira opens the door without fear of mother's sight and questions due to returning home late at night. Maybe it was good luck for her that mom wasn't home, she was out of town visiting her grandfather Tia.
Ira changed her clothes and lay on the bed, she did not care about her face that had not been cleaned, the cold from the remnants of the rain and the night wind made her body feel pain and sore. She hides in the blanket with thoughts no longer fixed about her problem, but with the attention Rezki gives her.
It was recorded clearly in his head cavity as the man pulled his hand and cleaned his wound. Indeed, he was the most different man from the others, when Ira first entered and introduced himself to everyone cheering, especially the men, but he was silently staring to make Ira's gaze only fixed on him.
Duut Duut
"New number? who?" he was speechless staring at the screen, remembering Mama Tati and answering her.
"Hallo?"
"Hi baby? is it home?" ask a woman who seems to be in the middle of the crowd because the noise is not bad.
"Newly arrived, is this Mama Tati?"
"Yes, it's me. Have a good rest and maybe I'll call you back tomorrow"
"Yes" said Ira, astonished that the woman had ended her call.
"Who is he?" now that there are so many questions that the woman keeps, maybe she will ask this later or find out without asking.
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On Saturday before Magrib, Ira who was still sleeping was awakened by an incoming call who had called her.
"Hallo?" he answered without seeing who the call was from.
"Hallo darling? where are you now? do you have free time?" the voice of a woman from the phone.
Ira jumped out of her sleep looking at her screen, "Mama Tati?"
"Yes mam? I'm at home"
"Can meet? or am I waiting for you on the spot?"
Ira was silent for a moment, "Meet? what's for?" in thought.
"Mom, what time is it and where?"
"Whatever, mama'll send the location"
"Yes" he said, ending the call.
"What will he talk about and he will? he has not helped me and there is no good without reward in this world" he murmured that the woman was no ordinary person. Ira got up and took a shower.
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With her clothes slightly open and groomed like a grown woman, Ira set off alone on her motorcycle.
At that time he was still with a closed self, so he left the house without saying goodbye to anyone. No matter what his grandmother or neighbors thought, after all there would be no one to ask him when he came home with and who he was leaving with?
Ira traced the location that Mama Tati had sent her, the first time she had gone to the northern area. Roads and places that seemed foreign made him confused, no one he knew and did not know the name of the village he passed.
At first Ira thought maybe this woman was a wife of a businessman who lived in the countryside, because if she was an ordinary woman it would be impossible.
"What's the prince back?" he murmured while exploring the quiet streets behind the shophouse.
Away following the path, there was no house, left right was filled with Albasia trees and towering coconuts. Until Ira finally met a village that turned out to be a lot of residents.
He continued to drive past the houses and slowed down the speed of his motor when he found the fork, turning right back to find the forest.
"Not wrong?" in thought, until finally reached a dead end that contained several houses. There were those who were sitting on the terrace staring at Ira with a flat face, from a distance was seen a luxurious 2-story house that stood out most among the other houses, the color meant by Mama Tati made Ira feel incredulous.
"Is she really the wife of a businessman? it felt hmmmm," he muttered in astonishment and stopped in front of the house, momentarily silent staring around while contacting Tati's mama.
Like not the house of a commoner, "Why is this lonely?" he looked back where a White Xenia passed by and into the mansion, a man in his 27s opened the gate and closed it again. He stared at Ira and called someone as if he was telling her about his presence.
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