Elvans

045

045

Expulsions

"Bring your things, go there! Get out of my house."

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Aksa and Aleta were joking in the tv room. Both tell stories about the past where they used to often do pranks that made others upset. They were just the two of them there because mom and dad Aksa went to Singapore two days ago and likely came back tomorrow morning.

"Gue inget lo who likes to enter the garbage into the pocket of others, Sa," said Aleta while eating potato chips in front of her.

Aksa laughed off remembering himself first. Aksa first got to know Aleta for failing to put the trash in her pocket. He used his trash to shake hands.

In the past, when Aleta first entered the 4th grade of SD Bangun Baru, she got so many friends. Not infrequently boys who try to approach him even though they used to be around 10 years old. While in the cafeteria, Aleta and some of her friends sit down and tell her why Aleta moved there. Aksa, the child with a slightly thin body saw it. His hand carrying sweets he observed long enough to the point that there was an idea in his little head. Yes, greetings introductions by putting garbage in the pocket of Aleta's uniform. Incidentally, their school girl skirts have pockets on the left and right.

Little Aksa walked so confidently, after arriving at the dean of Aleta, she pretended to be sitting next to Aleta.

"You guys on what?" tanyanya sok assik. Little Aksa started glancing at the old Aleta staring at her.

"You want to know, Sa!" sahut a daughter in two.

Aksa ignored him, the guy was actually interested in looking at each other with Aleta.

"Why see me like that?" aksa asked, frowning confusedly. His hands squeezed the candy wrapper tightly.

"We are acquaintances, I don't know you yet" Aleta said, extending her hand.

"Oh, Aksa." Aksa shook Aleta's hand quickly.

Aleta chuckled at Aksa who was nervous as well as feeling something between their hands. There was a sreg sreg sound as he moved his hand.

Aleta took off her hands, and a bag of candy fell on the floor.

"Aksa, your trash fell," Aleta said withholding laughter. I don't know what's funny, but he's obviously laughing.

Aksa was surprised and quickly picked up the trash near her feet. And from then on, wherever Aleta is, surely Aksa will follow her. Aksa likes Aleta's laugh.

"Gue too, Ta. You told me to take the mango in Mr. Praja's place."

Aleta laughed, she confirmed what Aksa said.

"Gue likes mango honey got Pak Praja, Sa. Even raw sweet stuff."

Aksa glanced back at Aleta.

"Lo likes, people just eat. I told you to climb the pager to take the mango. Then if you find out you go first, I'm left behind," murmured Aksa.

Aleta was still laughing let alone the shadow of Aksa when taking mangoes when they were in 8th grade Junior High.

At that time the residential road was quite quiet. Yes, because this hour is the hours of people to take a nap or work. Aksa and Aleta who had just returned home from school on foot were also busy joking.

Both have planned to stop by for a while to Pak Praja's house because it is mango season.

"Lo climbing, I'm down ya!" aleta's word Aksa approved.

The guy immediately threw his bag near Aleta, then climbed the fence easily. His hands were busy picking out some mangoes and throwing them down.

"Aksa!" call out a heavy voice, typical of adult men.

Aleta, who realizes it, runs away, hiding behind a nearby dumpster.

Aksa looked down at Pak Praja who was below him. His head had just looked at Aleta, but he did not find the girl in place.

Aksa gulped his saliva rough, Aleta that sucks. Only he gets angry!

"Down you! What's in there?"

Aksa. The guy's coming down. But choose to go down outside the fence. After until he rushed to pick up the bag and ran as fast as possible, ignoring Pak Praja who shouted to call his name.

"That child wants to be loved by mango mateng kok even go."

Aleta laughed out loud. He heard Mr. Praja's grunts back then. And because of that refusal, Aksa and Aleta increasingly dare not ask. They still choose to take Pak Praja mango without permission.

Tok.Tok-sign.Tok.

Aleta and Aksa looked at each other. Who knocks at the door this night?

"Who?" aksa asked before the guy was surprised instead of playing.

He immediately looked at where Aleta was busy watching tv.

"Om-"

"Where's Aleta?" cut out the heavy yet cold voice in front of him.

"Al-aletanya there's om, I call." Aksa turned around, told Aleta that her father had come here.

The girl was quite surprised, her chips she put the origin and quickly stood up. He wanted to run back, but it was impossible.

"D-well?" aleta kikuk.

Herman stared intently, his eyes straight out at Aleta's heart.

Aksa is also loyal behind Aleta. The guy looked at Aleta and Herman worriedly.

Herman grabbed Aleta's hand quickly. As soon as he could, the man directly dragged Aleta without feeling.

"Go home! Until when do you want to ride in people's homes, while the house itself is so big?" angry Herman to Aleta.

Aksa wanted to hold back, helping Aleta to avoid getting angry. But, he knew what Aleta was like. The girl had even told him to promise not to interfere about his father. Aleta's reason was of course for her safety, because Herman's hands were so light.

Brakes. The door of the house was open hard. Aleta was pushed so hard that she fell on the floor.

Vela, who witnessed it was only able to remain silent. He was not entitled to this because Aleta never wanted him to touch the little stuff.

"What are you doing, heh? What's it gonna be, not coming home for days?"

Aleta just looked down inside. Trying not to make himself cry.

"Have you been able to make your own money?"

"I-I'm like this because of dad," Aleta replied softly.

Herman growled furiously, whether he was angry from annoyance or worry.

"It's not worth you to blame me, Aleta!" snapped Herman. The man came forward, each step able to send Aleta into the pit of fear.

"Dad never wanted Aleta! Then why are you looking when Aleta's not home?"

"You, I'm ashamed to have a child like you! Dad financed you school because he wanted you to replace me to take care of the company. Then you ran away? Not thanking you for feeding your father so many years?"

"Kill Aleta, yeah!" said the girl was conscious.

Herman chuckles cynically.

"I do so. You die so as not to trouble."

"You want to die? Want to run away again?" ask Herman then.

The man crouched down in front of Aleta. His hand reached out to Aleta's chin violently.

"Bik! Get this kid's stuff done. Hurry along!"

Vela who heard that was surprised instead of playing. The woman tries to get closer, wanting to save Aleta. But, Herman was conscious first and gave a sharp snort.

The man stood up. Entering Aleta's room following the aunt.

Quickly Vela approached the lowered Aleta. "Aleta, go now. Do not let your father be expelled. Go."

But Aleta flinching. His brain is empty. He'll let go of whatever happens.

Bugh. One large bag had just been thrown and dropped right in front of Aleta. The sound of Herman's approaching footsteps also rang out.

"Bring your things, go there! Get out of my house."

Without saying Aleta grabbed the bag. Her tears had been flowing from earlier. Where should he go?

His feet slowly stepped out of his house without leaving a word. She misses her mother. Maybe true, if he was not all will be happy. He would also be happy there without having to feel any injuries. Without having to feel disappointed. He should have been there, in his late mother's position.

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