Glass Flakes

Put out your anger

Dimas turned his car into a housing complex. He drove his car slowly while paying attention to the address mentioned by Maya. Arriving at a house that was intended, he stopped his car right in front of a black gate that only half opened.

"Sir Dimas wants to go home, what are we waiting for practice?" Tawar Maya's.

"Maybe?"

"By the way, usually Kak Lita also wait inside"

"I've been waiting" Dimas smiled and parked his car not far from the gate.

Now they have entered the house with a large enough yard. There is an open building that stretches to meet half the front yard that extends to the back end of the house. It was there where Dinda and Maya took part in her karate training.

It has been almost a year since Dinda took karate training at that place. Especially since that incident, he felt he had to take care of himself. At first it was quite difficult for him to enter a new environment, but he was able to live it until finally there was Maya who always accompanied him.

Previously, he and his three friends including Maya also participated in similar activities in his hometown. Maya who was initially reluctant to continue her training finally accepted Dinda's offer to accompany her to practice. As a result, this is where they are now, in a Dojo that already looks crowded because most of its members are children and only a few people are the same age.

Dinda and Maya enter to change her clothes, while Dimas sits waiting on the other side of the yard which is provided as a waiting room for parents who deliver their children.

"Nganter Mas's son?" A woman who still looks young. The woman shifted her body closer towards Dimas.

"No" replied Dimas indifferently.

"Definitely the pony, right? Same, I'm also pounding"

"No!"

"Aahh, must be the grandkid, huh?" Get that woman again.

"I ran into my wife" Dimas said, ignoring the woman playing his phone.

Feeling his efforts approaching Dimas failed, the woman fell silent pretending to be busy with her phone without even moving from her place.

Not how long can be seen Maya who ran out with the rest of the group. He approached Dimas when he saw the man sitting in the waiting chair. After whispering something, he again ran after the group who had already run out of the Dojo gate.

"Where is my brother?" Dinda asked a senior in charge of guarding the Dojo.

"They went to the back yard of the compound, Dinda why did you miss it?"

Aahhh,, damn Maya, why am I left behind anyway.

"Emm, I was praying first, uh instead of being left behind. Didn't Iwan go there?"

"I'm guarding the house. Hehehe," replied Iwan who had understood Dinda's intentions, because Dinda certainly could not if he followed alone. "You're training with my brother here".

"Yes"

Dinda warmed up on his own, after that with the help of Iwan he practiced several punches and kicks.

As Dinda gets busy with her nurse training, someone enters the Dojo and whispers something to Iwan. Iwan handed the samsak he held to the man and left them both.

"The training is the same as mine" said Dimas suddenly.

Dinda stopped her training and stared fearfully at Dimas.

"Look, this is me holding" Dimas said as he positioned himself with the box in his hand.

"He has business" Dimas said as if he understood what Dinda was looking for.

Dimas lowered his hand and approached Dinda. Dinda also reflexed her steps.

"She said he would heal. It's free you can defend if you see the enemy just fear rich gini. Come on, consider me your enemy". Dimas re-positioned himself.

"Ka, you're not here" said Dinda.

"You were the one who asked me to help you heal. When can you recover if you are still like this? Tell me what I have to do to make amends. Tell me how you are willing to forgive me. I'm sorry Din, really. I'm sorry"

"Shut up! You go" said Dinda withholding her emotions.

"Dinda, I know you've been holding onto your anger all along. You can hit me, kick me or whatever I'll accept. Void your anger until you are satisfied. Until your wounds are avenged. I'm sincere Din. Don't torture me with this attitude of yours. You'd better hit me than I'll have to watch you suffer like this".

Dimas tried to approach again to provoke Dinda.

"I'm sorry Din" tried to grab Dinda's hand.

Plakkkk,,, the,,,

A hard slap drifted into Dimas' cheek.

"So much better, right? Come again". Said Dimas close his cheek.

Plakkkk,,, the,,,

"Go!!!"

"Come again, vent your anger. I deserve it".

Dinda still stepped back to avoid the approaching Dimas. Until finally there was no place to step on his feet. His back was perfectly attached to the wall behind him.

"Let's raise your hand again. Spend your anger here"

Dimas grabs Dinda's hand and directs to beat her cheek. Dinda who began to be provoked also returned to throw his slap.

Plakkk,,,, uh,,,

"Stop!!! Don't you think apologizing I'll easily forgive you" Dinda still continued her slapping even occasionally slapping her fists to Dimas' chest and stomach.

Bugh,,, bugh,, plaqueskk,,,

"Based villain!!! I'm like this because of you! Stop that apology. Throw that waving face away! I hate to see you!!!" Dinda started crying and was still beating Dimas.

Bugh,,, uh,,,

A fist hard enough to hit Dimas' cheek. Making the man slightly staggered, but it did not make him intend to leave the place at all. Fresh blood flowed from the corner of his lips. He rubbed and looked at it with a faint smile. 'I deserve this'. So maybe he thought.

There was no pain from the blow he received from the girl. His eyes turned to look at the girl who was now sitting tight while crying. Aaahhh,, his heart hurts more to see that sight.

Dimas sat on his knees to align his position with Dinda. He looked at the girl's face that was hardening his cry. He wanted to hold the girl in his arms.