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Alan POV

My name is Alan Nathaniel Suhendra, said Papa Mama I am the most handsome boy in the complex, I really idolize my Papa he is a smart lecturer and always make me proud to be his son.

"Where's Nathan going, son?" That's my Papa's special nickname, everyone from my family and friends will usually call me Alan or Al, but not my Papa, only he calls me Nathan.

"You want to get out for a while, Pa, take a walk, right?"

"Yes, be careful and don't go too far."

That's Papa's message, today Papa invited me to visit his friend's house in the village, his friend was a village chief.

As I walked into the tea garden I saw the little girl running cheerfully, her ponytail hair swinging in her stride. I became curious, until I unconsciously followed him. That child is really beautiful, she is more beautiful than my sister Anisa who I always praise her beauty every day, of course because she is my only sister, I noticed it looks like she is the same age as my sister.

I saw him fall, I ran to help him I tried to pull his hand but what is my small strength can not pull it, I became sorry why I always refused to eat vegetables, especially spinach, if only I had eaten a lot of spinach I would have been as strong as Popeye. In the end I was dragged along when my eyes caught something that seemed sharp my reflexes immediately protected him to make me hurt and unconscious.

I heard her crying, she seemed to think I was dead, making her look scared. Of course I can't die, I still want to see her pretty face, I'm a little girl but why does it feel like I want to protect her even I want to marry this little girl in front of me. In order to impress her I was acting pretty cool, like my friend Nando's advice if I want to get close to a girl I can't be whiny and have to be cool in front of her. Sometimes I tease him while enduring the pain in my back and manage to make him pout. Seeing him like that really makes me anxious. He seemed to worry me to the point of making her cry, wanting to feel like I was hugging him and rubbing his hair like I did with Anisa when she cried.

After chatting with him I felt so kasian it seems that he was so on the bridle of both his parents that he could not attend school. Her name is Aya why I know because every time she talks "I" she turns into "Yes" a spoiled way of talking makes me anxious but as much as I can try to be ignorant, she really likes fireflies. A few minutes later, my consciousness began to disappear.

Until I woke up in a hospital with a lot of tools attached to my body, it turns out I was unconscious for one week because of the loss of a lot of blood. Because of my shock I often had nightmares until the doctor told me I was traumatized after several times of fear when I saw a tree branch. A disease that I don't think is cool I can't go anywhere because when I see a tree on the street I'm scared.

My father took me to a hospital in Jakarta, met his best friend who was a psychiatrist one month I was in therapy thank God I could recover from the trauma.

Until one day I saw a great fight between Papa and Mama, to make Papa out of the house and leave us. I heard it turns out that Papa dented my mother before I was born even from the results of her affair she had a child. After one year of marriage, my mother did not get pregnant. My mother's third marriage gave birth to me.

After a month of leaving Papa's house to see me he invited me to live with his new family. That's where I know he prefers his family. Makes me sick to my own Papa, "I hate him!"

I was a bad boy who used to poke, fight, race, skip school and smoke.It was all I did in protest, I wanted to do everything my Papa banned.

Until one day I met a girl who was like an angel.

"Why are you raining sick." A girl came up to me with an umbrella.

That afternoon I was beaten up by another schoolboy, then just left by the side of the road. My body hurts so much that it rains I don't budge. And let my clothes get soaked in rain.

A little attention that made me fall in love. It turns out that girl's my upperclassman's name is Lila, a pretty name. After gathering the courage I shot him, I was very happy because he did not immediately reject me, considering he was one of the exemplary and accomplished students, really compared to the reverse with me who was a child.

(Alan in school)

He gave me the requirement to accept me if I wanted to change for the better. Of course I accepted it was easy for me, "I'm going to make him not be able to refuse me." My inner.

I began to break my bad habits and began to study hard. Lila was stunned when she saw my name was ranked number one in the school. Of course even though I actually avoid my intelligence is derived from my Papa. We dated for a year. The way our courtship is very simple handrails stroking hair, that's all. Our date was just about eating at the cafe, watching for books together but it made me comfortable.

Until his graduation worried me, what if he met a more mature and mature man when he was in college. He will surely leave me. Finally I ventured to propose to her, not wanting to get married but only getting engaged to her goal so she wouldn't turn away from me.

"La, I'm at your house tonight, I want to see your father." I said it suit dropped him off at the stop, where I used to drop him off.

He forbade me to take him home because he was afraid of being angry with his father because he was not allowed to date before graduating from school.

"You're serious Al?" Ask.

"certain." I smiled and ruffled her hair.

"Assalamualaik." I stood at the door of Lila's house with a smile.

Degs...

How shocked I was, the face of the person I hated was in front of me. "Father!" My inner.

"Nathan!"

I don't know why I hate that nickname so much.

"Alan have you come?... Come inside!"

Lila pulled my hand I just resigned. My body feels stiff.

"Dad knows this is my boyfriend .. his name is Alan." Lila introduced. I felt silly introducing my name to the person who gave me my name.

"This is my father, the father I always tell you about."

Somehow it felt like I wanted to vomit, it turned out that all this time I had unconsciously praised his father, someone I hated so much. Lila went to the kitchen to make a drink.

"Nathan! stay away from Lila. She's your sister."

After a long time of not seeing each other, that was the first thing he said. Doesn't he worry about Mama, or at least Anisa she's also his daughter just like Lila. He deserves to hate me.

"It is with pleasure that I will stay away from your bastard son!"

"Now you're a brash kid huh?! How dare you be with Papa?!. As long as you know you wouldn't be able to go to school if it wasn't for Papa's money!" From afar I saw Lila staring sobbing, if I would normally calm her down but now no, she was one of the causes of my family's destruction.

"Well, then from now on, you don't have to bother to pay for my school." I went straight away without saying goodbye, I heard the voice of the Man I used to call Papa shouting calling my name, I ignored him.

From that moment on I was desperately working part time after school and on vacation. I do all kinds of work. I also forbid Mama from receiving money from Lila's father again.

The world is really small, the university where I studied at the rector of his father Lila who is none other than Papaku and Lila became one of the Doctors who guard the health room. I don't want to have to stay. Because college there will greatly simplify my career. What I really like about studying there is that my name is more admired and feared than the Rector himself.

Aided by my uncle who I consider to be my father, we together build a business until now that has become a company.

My college was normal as usual my relationship with Lila also improved, limited to friends, inexplicably I was still reluctant to call her Big Brother. The thing I hate the most is when a woman approaches me. Dating seems to be a waste of time. There are bad habits that I can't get rid of. I always mark what I think is valuable. It happened after losing Lila. I don't want to feel lost anymore. If I always sign a book, for clothes I label my name.... Even my friends gave them the same bracelet as a sign. I don't know if it's crazy or not, but then I don't think they're gonna leave me.

"Fast day today." I rummaged through the contents of the paper bag, which turned out to have been exchanged with someone. I hate to lose even if it's just a book.

"It must've been confused with having that girl." I remember before I picked up Mama I had a collision with a strange woman she was wearing a mask and a hat. Damn it I didn't see his face.

And for the time being, I met a strange woman in a hat, who was very sick of her. Not until there, I met him again unlucky once my fate he spilled a drink on my shirt. I saw him being bullied by a young man. Though lazy I don't like any jerk at all who dares to bother a weak woman. When I got to him, I didn't think he could handle it himself. That strange girl is also great.

For the first time, my heart was beating. Shortly after accidentally seeing a woman exercising on the roof of the house. I saw him using Romi's binoculars. Like an addiction almost every day, especially at night like a sniper I peek at the roof dwellers who turned out to be the boarding place of the princess.

On campus I saw a strange moustached young man, he was approaching some girls, I really did not like to see him, I think he is one of the jerks who likes to disturb women.

As usual, Nando will take care of it. But I never expected the boy to complain to the rector. Just this time during my university studies I was face to face with the Rector, I was really sick of it. My anger peaked when the catfish moustache with its tiny mouth railed and accused me. With all my might I hit him.

And I know the consequences must be that I'm suspended. But somehow from the bottom of my heart there was guilt after hitting Lele's mustache.

Seriate.....

Sorry new Up, with a heavy heart seems to start tomorrow I can only Up once every two days, but do not rule out the possibility of up every day like yesterday depending on the brain....I don't know why this brain can't come up with new ideas for stories. Looks tired to think, need a vacation. macacihhhhh already like and comment.