Dreams of Old Bums

Episodes 1. Bag 1 - Caught

Breath sprinkled from two different mouths, as their bodies fell upon the grass. An unparalleled sense of tiredness, and a constant sense of uneasiness hunting as if to ravage their hearts and minds. Their grievances are so typical, looking for an impingement target, hovering. But what and who should be targeted, while all that is difficult to consider the cause of the consequences.

While they have just run and run, hide and hide, but until when the situation takes place, there is absolutely no certainty or has not been drawn in their minds.

" A really fucking shit !! This..fucking siaaaalll !! " The screams and expressions of annoyance of Mr. Dasim came off darting with a voice filled with rage, while his two hands were squeezing the grass around his hands.

" Fuck ! " Hardiknya again and both hands now turned to hit the ground, then the grass that had just been disheveled was vandalized. Now it looks like the grass is messy.

" sir......Sir ! " reprove Dipa the young man who was next to her, Dipa tried to calm her friend Dasim sir. "calm sir....! " add Dipa while his hands shake the shoulders of Mr. Dasim.

" Our sir is too familiar with this brutal life, we have experienced this precarious situation, not a day or two, but, perhaps from the moment we met. We continue to experience discomfort all this experienced by us sir, so both my father and I already know each other. More than that, sir, you have told me, the principles of life and experience, which you have experienced before coming to this gold mine. I understand this father is experiencing disappointment ! Because basically this father has a purpose in life, but never smooth, fail and fail. So this guy is really disappointed. But sir, let's end this story, or this life history. And if we have to die it is not a problem, but it is not a silly death and not a disappointed death, and if we die, die in a state of struggle. You must know, even how, I am still young, so if the business is disappointed, at this age is very old, this young person is usually sensitive, easily desperate, easy to make conclusions. In this case my disappointment is because I always experience ironic circumstances. " Dipa said with a sigh. " The name is still young, of course, his life experiences and processes are still very limited. Unbalanced with my existence, at my age. "

" What do you mean by Dipa ? " ask Mr. Dasim while staring intently.

" I mean like this sir, you wouldn't think that I was being hard, sad, disappointed. As you said earlier that I will not understand, my guess is wrong. In fact we are in trouble sir, confused and disappointed. You need to know, being here alone, is actually not an ideal, but an accident. That's because I have to go from the hometown where I live." get there first said. Something stuck in his throat suddenly disturbed his heart and mind. "imagine by my father how sad and disappointed my heart, when I was having fun enjoying my teenage years, suddenly shocked by the news I received from my new stepmother, who said that I was not the real son of Mr. jono and bu mira. They were both just foster parents. Well in short, since then I immediately left the house of Mr. Jono, because since my adoptive mother mother died I became uncomfortable living with mr. jono. To me, mother sira, not like adoptive mother but already like my biological mother, and now she is dead, for what I have to continue there........ " get there Dipa's story. He couldn't go on