Fire Sun

In the Dark

The rain they saw was getting worse. His legs were like arrows about to rip the earth. Rumbles occasionally rang out and the sky sheathed darkly. No sign of going away. Rain all over Jakarta.

Thunder who had been restless, wanted to go home. At home, he'll try to call Gesna back.

"It looks like it's going to be raining for a long time" Naraya murmured as he looked at the others. The girl saw the watch several times, as restless as Thunder.

"Yes, it looks good." Thunder standing. It's futile to wait for the rain to finish, let alone not knowing when it's over. Getting home as soon as possible is the goal now. "Gue go back, huh. There's nothing raunchy. How are you, Ling?"

Joceline. His face looks confused. Maybe the girl did not want to rain, but was stricken with a sense of arrogance. "Yes, I'm coming. It's nothing wet either."

"Reverse yes, woy," said Guntur to Renard and Naraya who were still sitting in the restaurant.

He's with Joceline on his way to the motor park. "Sori, yes, Ling. I want to go home soon."

"Yes." Yeah." Joceline nodded. "Gue also wants to go home."

Thunder motor began to walk back. He let his body be doused in the rain and the cold seeped in. The heat in his heart needed to be alleviated and the corner of his trust wanted to be convinced. Thunder wanted to hear from Gesna directly.

This is his fault. Yesterday, he was confused by his feelings so he often silenced Gesna's message. Is that why Gesna went with Adit?

The vehicle continued to pass on the deserted road. Some of the roads are even flooded. Their uniforms and shoes were all wet. But care what? Tomorrow is a holiday.

"Thanks, yes, Tour," Joceline said as the Thunder motor stopped in front of his house. "Lo don't want to stop by first?"

Thunder shakes. Joceline then went down. The girl looked shivering as she walked towards the door of the house. His face was pale and his lips were already turning blue.

Just as Thunder was about to remind Joceline, the girl had already fallen unconscious in front of the door of the house. Thunder hurriedly parked the motor and ran over to Joceline. He also knocked and rang the bell.

The housekeeper who opened the door immediately hysterically saw Joceline faint. "Lho, why Ling-ling? Sir... Ling-ling fainted, sir!"

Aided by Thunder, the woman tried to get Joceline into the guest chair. The atmosphere was gripping when the father in question came in a hurry and asked the assistant to replace Joceline's clothes.

Thunder down, feeling guilty. Especially when the views of Joceline's male parents pointed at him.

"You're raining?" The man opened his voice.

"Yes, Om. Joceline wanted to come with me in the rain. The rain does not stop." Thunder then realized that his wet uniform made the living room muddy. He retreated towards the door. "I'll excuse you. Sorry, so muddy."

The man led Thunder to the door. "Your clothes are wet. Want to change clothes first, right? Put on my shirt."

"No, Om. I just want to go home. My house is also in the next compound." Guntur mentioned the name of the housing.

The man's head nodded in understanding. "Whose name are you?"

"Thunder, Om," he said, saying goodbye.

Before stepping towards the motor, Thunder had the opportunity to check the phone from the bag. Finally, there was a call from Gesna. He grabbed the headset and called back. The motor is back to go home.

"Hello, Love!" reply Gesna.

Thunder heaved a sigh of relief. "Where to, anyway?! Why is there no news?!" his frown was straight without further ado.

"Lho, how am I? I called three times but didn't answer!"

"Gue also calls. Hape you're off, Kebo." Thunder swerved into the housing. Gesna's voice sounded very cheerful. Usually Gesna always complains if forced to go to Bandung.

"Oh, if that, yesterday hape I lowbat, do not bring cuy charger. Just bought it this morning on PVJ."

"Lo to Bandung why not say it? Madol again?!"

"Dengerin used to be a story dong, Love. Ah, you're a pussy, I don't like it," said Gesna. "So I went to Bandung because yesterday afternoon called Ma'am, said Gandhi entered the IGD. Yeah, I'm jumping, speeding to Bandung."

Thunder clucked in shock. "Why don't you tell me, Gege?! How about Gandhi?"

Still in a voice full of happiness, Gesna began to tell stories. "Yaelah, Gugun love. I said, I jumped. Sori, don't you want to tell. I'm not thinking. I really am panicking. Gandhi's? That's pretty good. Recovery again."

The Thunder motor flashed through Gesna's house block and he saw Gesna's beloved scooter there. The two eyebrows of Thunder were increasingly clutched. "Where are you now? Need me to suck?"

"Gue's? Now still in Bandung. No need, no papa, Gun."

The memory of Thunder returned at that night. The night where Gesna smiled sweetly to Adit. Thunder reflexes swearing slowly.

"What's? No wonder!"

Thunder awakened. "Eh, it's okay. I'm on the road again. The sound of rain."

"Huh? Lo again on the road? Lo rain? Geblik, what's the call?! Ogeb danger!"

Thunder Lips instantly curved. With Gesna he was happy. There was a worried tone that was captured just now. "Udah to come, really. Yes, little trials. Who are you in Bandung?" tanyanya.

"Oh, just nyampe. Yes, you rest first. Take a shower, change your clothes. Lv? I'm with Gandhi, same Ma'am, same ..."

"Who else?"

"No, that's it. Same with both of them. Yes, you rest sono first. Greetings to Mamah, Papah same Rainbow yes."

Guntur was eager to mention the name that was sent in Gustav's message. However, his tongue is too stiff to ask Gesna to tell him about Adit. "Gee... Careful. Greetings to Gandhi, yes."

"Yes. Ready, Bosque. Greetings later I will be with. Drug." The girl then turned off the call.

Since when did Gesna learn to lie to him? Thunder breathed a bitter breath.

***

"Taraa."

Gesna raised Adit's hand. A smile appeared there. The phone has been placed but the aura is happy because the phone looks still there. "not good? Giraffe the long neck."

Adit just cleared his throat glancing at the work of Gesna in his palm. "Why giraffes? Why not a lion?"

Gesna's hand hurriedly closed the pen and pocketed. "Because the giraffe's neck is long."

That short answer was not understood by Adit. He observed and photographed Gesna's work with a mobile phone.

"Eh, you're not looking for a house guy, Dit? Didn't you come home last night?" tanya Gesna noticed the giraffe of his creation that fits perfectly with the long fingers of Adit.

Adit. No one was looking for him, to go home or not.

"Oh, that. Uh, budah, if that's what I add on the back of your hand yeah." Gesna flipped her hand and wrote something on the back of her hand.

After making a star and a crescent moon, Gesna chuckled. "Lo, Adit! The missing boy." The girl looked at him who was still pretending to read. "Read what the hell lo? Seriously really."

Gesna's hand began to reach for the book that Adit had read. Set up the body of the book, wanting to see the cover. "Novels? Do you read novels?" gesna asked with round eyes wanting to laugh.

Tired of theatrics, Adit finally closes the book. "No, this is nonfiction. I don't like to read novels."

Adit looked back at Gesna. "Lo sure likes to read comics, huh?"

"Kok know?" Gesna propped her chin, intrigued by Adit's discussion. The girl may not realize that her eyes are so beautiful.

"In jidat lo there is a writing." Adit pointed at Gesna's forehead. "Like to read the pictures, that's the writing."

Gesna pursed her lips while rubbing her forehead. "A lot of knowledge? I was dizzy to see a lot of writing continue to be deflated. I'm tired of my eyes, Dit. What is this book about?"

Adit put the book on the table, glancing back at the work of Gesna's pen in his left hand. "About women. In the past, women have always been marginalized. There is no role when there is actually. This book reviews a lot about women who are tough and instrumental even from the 10th century."

"Kayak Ratu Sima, Tribhuwanatunggadewi, Ratu Kalinyamat, Admiral Keumalahayati, many. But yes, in the past, their roles were considered past. The cool term: forgotten."

Adit raised both eyebrows. The guy talks about history like he's talking about everyday events with a friend.

"One more thing that people often forget. A man can stand strong because there is a female role behind him. Yeah, no?"

Gesna looked at the cover of the book, then glanced at Adit, back at the cover of the book, then at Adit.

Last morning, he put Adit into what criteria? Second! Adit is a classification of rich children.

And just now, he had to rectify it. Adit should have entered the third disciple criteria!

Yes lord! Gesna squealed in heart.

The door opened, the nanny returned to the room. Behind the nanny, there was a short-haired woman in light brown color whose tips covered the cheeks. The figure was wearing sunglasses, using the famous branded sling bag the artist used to wear and the sound of his shoes tapping on the floor. From his style, Adit can capture the sense that the person is Gesna's mother.

The woman walked towards them while removing the sunglasses. Adit only realized that the woman's eyeballs were also the same color as her hair. One word, beautiful.

"Say Ma'am, you were here yesterday. You're not in school, Jessica?"

Gesna just watched the new woman coming from top to bottom, then looked up. No answer came out of his mouth.

"Who are you with in Bandung?"

The woman looked at Adit. With self-consciousness, Adit immediately stood up and introduced himself. "My same. Adit, Mum."

The woman also smiled shortly. Her beautiful eyes were watching around. "Two or what? Where's thunder?"

After Adit felt the pen of Gesna scratch the heart, at this time, Adit felt the pen eye moved and stuck right in the middle of the heart. Why is there always thunder?

"My friends are many, not Thunder," replied Gesna briefly.

Meilan got closer to the patient's bed. He stuck his hand on Gandhi's forehead still asleep. Justifying the uncovered blanket then walking back towards Gesna and Adit. "Copy yuk, Dit. Still a little jetlag Aunt."

His never-done copying felt like a call to war for Adit. Imagine with the haunted face of Gesna, how could he reproduce the invitation? Adit felt trapped with a hungry lion in front and a steep ravine ready to swallow his carcass in the back.

"Take it easy, Dit. Jessica will come if you come. Yuk." yuk."

The woman passed gracefully. Inevitably, Adit followed him. He deliberately slowed down the road and hoped to hear Gesna's steps. Thankfully, behind him, there were steps being snapped to the floor.

"Here Adit sits next to Auntie. Let auntie ala-ala the same brondong," said Meilan friendly while putting a coffee cup on the table. The warmth of his welcome was very similar to Gustav's.

Adit smile. Before he could get to the chair next to Meilan, his hand was pulled by Gesna. Gesna's pull forces Adit's body to sit next to the girl.

It made Meilan laugh. The woman smelled coffee before smelling it. "Abschool with Jessica?"

Adit nodded solemnly and began to sip his caramel macchiato.

"Is it a special relationship?"

Meilan asked lightly while clasping the cup ears. A clasped hand with a shiny eyed ring looks classy as the woman re-stirred her coffee. Neither Gesna nor Adit answered. Meilan's eyes went up ahead. "Am I right?"

Seeing that Gesna was not indifferent to her and the woman before them, Adit responded. "Come with you, Auntie. Yesterday Adit happened to come when Gesna wanted to go to Bandung. So Adit anterin."

The big-nosed woman nodded. Cellphone ringing. For a moment he was busy raising the call, making Adit able to breathe with relief.

Finished hanging up the phone, Meilan then stood up, looking around. When his eyes met the one sought, it was waved in the air.

A middle-aged man approached their table. After a trip, he sat down in front of Adit.

That man might be the same age as Papa Adit. However, his body was still very firm and shaped. His face was clean and handsome. Friendly smile. The man smiled at him and Gesna, making Adit smile back. "How are you, Jessica? I haven't seen you in a long time, have you? You who? Oh yes, I'm Ardi."

The man introduced himself to Adit. "Adit, Om," replied Adit briefly trying to reply politely.

"Jessica used to be a little girl, huh, Mei? Still I'm carrying. Uh, it's big now. I have a boyfriend too." The man looked at the woman beside him with a smile.

Gesna still doesn't care. The girl thinks around her magical. From earlier just sipping iced coffee and licking whipped cream that is at the end of the straw. Not at all a word.

"Look again his girlfriend. I think I'm young." Ardi laughed a little. There was a sense of pleasure when Adit was praised like that, but for the sake of Gesna's increasingly gripping aura, he felt wary.

"Where is Gandhi, May? Yesterday, I was really hectic. Sori, new nyampe Bandung today. What pain is my son?"

Ardi's last words were like setting fire to a sea of gasoline. Gesna slammed her plastic cup with all her might onto the table. Iced coffee spilled there. The girl immediately got up leaving them. By squeezing hard occupied seats so that they fall latitude.

Adit's consciousness stopped for a moment. Waw! She's rebel! Woooooooooowwww!

"Jessica!" pekik Meilan was surprised to see his son lose control. Gesna's iced coffee was also splashed onto his shirt, bag, and face. The incident also led to several pairs of eyes pointing to their tables.

Adit stood up. He bowed his head slightly to stop and ran after the distant Gesna. The girl looked very emotional with her hands pulling her own hair.

"Gesh." Adit pulls Gesna's arm. His hand was thrown. Gesna's feet kept walking away from the coffee shop.

"Gesna," call Adit again.

"Shut up, Adit! I mumet!" Gesna sat on a long bench on the sidewalk. His face was bowed to the earth. As if his energy was drained, Gesna looked extremely weak.

"I'm here." Adit doesn't know either. For the second time his hand reflexively pulls Gesna into a hug. "You're not alone."

Adit pulls the sad-faced chick into the motor park. Wear a helmet gesna before wearing his own helmet, then run the bike.

He also doesn't know where he's going. At least go a long way ahead of the thing that makes the twinkle in those beautiful eyes dim. Adit directs the motor across large and leafy roads. He turns where he wants to.

The motor runs slowly. Maybe Gesna needs to calm down while enjoying the atmosphere around. Adit hopes that Gesna's mood will improve after being invited around the city of Bandung.

When entering Cisangky Street, Adit wants to taste yogurt that has not been around for a long time. The motor then stopped at a house.

"Almost a minute, yuk?" take him to Gesna. His eyes glanced at the rearview mirror and waited for Gesna's reply.

The girl opened the helmet. "Where is this?"

"Cisanguy Yoghurt, No. Let ademan. Yuk." yuk."

They came down and entered the place. The intended building is an old-style house with chairs neatly arranged in the yard. The atmosphere feels cold.

"Lo kayaknya know very well Bandung. Ever lived or what?" gesna asked when two glasses of fruit-flavored yogurt were present in front of them.

Adit stirred the glass. "No. I often tour with children to Bandung. From birth to birth in NZ."

"NZ?" Gesna matches the same story he's heard. "So, you're actually moving from New Zealand?"

Adit just shrugged his shoulders indifferently. He stood up and left the bench for a while to pick out a pastry cake at the storefront near the cashier.

"Lo hold it don't use your left hand. Later the picture faded," said Gesna reminded when Adit returned to the table.

Adit held the dewy glass with his left hand and moved the glass to his right. "Ribet. It's hard to say this."

"By the way, you've been living in New Zealand for a long time and are you fluent in Indonesian?" tanya Gesna.

"Only in NZ times is not Europe. I'm at home still in Indonesian. Bokap also call private tutor tutoring language time there." Adit looked at Gesna's bead. "So why is it so angry? It's not good to know."

Gesna just snorted violently. "It's a good thing I didn't flush it in his face."

Adit believes Gesna is capable of doing that. This girl before him really did not consider things carefully. "Gue knows you can, but don't. Just a little kid who acts without thinking about risk."

Gesna laughed sadistically. His hand grabbed the cigarette in Adit's jacket pocket without being stopped. Nimbly, Gesna lit a cigarette and exhaled smoke high. "Risk? I'm ready, though. For what he has done in my life. That's not nothing. I can be more brutal than people know."

Almost twenty-four hours with Gesna, of course Adit can trust the speech just now.

"Lo know tais?" gesna asked casually as she sucked on the cigarette that was clamped between her middle and index fingers.

Adit raised next to the eyebrows. Waiting for the continuation of Gesna's sentence.

"Well, that guy, the dog-tai maggots. Like shit, he's more trash than trash."

Gesna puffed up the smoke again with wind. "Funny sometimes this life, which is like ta'ai that long life. Make a disaster on earth. Quickly die a man like him."

The girl then plucks a pastry cake belonging to Adit. "For ya."

By trying not to be provoked by the harsh language that was thrown, Adit stirred his yogurt. His mind was trying to match the things that were known about Gesna. Pictures of Gesna, attitude of Gesna, laughter of Gesna, family of Gesna. Even Adit seems to know why Gesna looks angry called 'Jessica' by Gustav.

There's something between Gesna and his family.

He then reached into the bag of pants, took out the red bracelet that had been purchased. Pull out Gesna's right hand and put the bracelet on it.

Gesna looks astonished. "Lho, what's for me?"

"Create you." Adit tightens the knot of the bracelet. The bright red bracelet looked beautiful in Gesna's hands. "Gue doesn't like to wear bracelets. Sometimes watches forget the details."

"Gue thought, you bought it for yourself." Gesna looked back at the bracelet with a golden-colored slab engraved with an inscription. "Lights. Why light?" muttered.

"Lights will guide you home." Adit hummed a little.

The lips of the Gesna otomanis were drawn upwards, smiling little. He knew the song and then said. "And ignite your bones."

Their eyes met and both continued the lyrics, "And I will try to fix you."

Gesna's laughter began to break. It felt like a really sincere laugh for Adit. Not because of Thunder's phone or because it was teased with his dime. The little head shook so much that his short hair swayed. "Gue didn't expect you to know Coldplay. I thought you only knew Iwan Fals."

Adit smiled meaningfully. "Kok you know I like Iwan Fals?"

Gesna's laughter receded. Like thinking how to run away from Adit's question just now.

"Not really think about what to say. You're no longer UAS, Non. Just relax." Adit's lips displayed rows of teeth and faint ripples sounded. "Like to want me, huh?"

Gesna tried to cover up his misdeeds. "Damn, pede. Whack coincidence. We got ears times, Mas. That fake lo sound is grinning."

"Yesterday call me Bang, earlier call the name doang, now call Mas. Not consistent lo," Adit sneered while taking dew on the edge of the glass and rubbing it on Gesna's cheek.

Gesna did not accept. The girl took an ice cube in a glass and cupped it on Adit's cheek. "Like me. What do you want to be called? Pakde, Mamang, Babu or Oom let's like that old man?"

Cold felt stinging on Adit's cheeks. Ice cubes are still on his cheeks. He's trying to pull Gesna's jail hand. "Just what, how?"

"Lady? Duck you mean?"

Gesna. Even blowing yogurt out of a straw into his face. For the abuse that the girl did to the Chief today, Adit officially forgave. Because he began to feel the darkness in Gesna's life and the laughter seemed to shine in the dark.