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He's More Happy

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Opening your eyes and finding the face of a loved one is a pleasure. Especially when the body is holding back pain and the soul feels arid like dry season that aborts leaves. Likewise for the Son, his heart suddenly cool when the retina of his eye caught Kanya's face even though the woman looked worried.

Face smiles. Removing the drop of tears that fell on the ends of both eyes belonged to Kanya. Even though his body ached as he tried to move. Seeing Kanya's tears increasingly made her weak helpless.

"Hey, what's wrong? Don't cry, I'm fine" said the Son trying to calm the woman who has now been considered his own younger brother. Even if he can be honest, there is still a feeling of longing for Kanya.

"How do you say all right, bruised body of all gini," Kanya said sulking while wiping away the tears streaming down her face.

"Look, I'm fine" pointed out the Son as he tried to get out of his sleep.

"Why can I believe this?"

The son did not remember the incident he had just experienced. To be sure, by 02:00 this morning, the car was ringing. The manager's name appeared on the screen after he ignored his third call. The son only thought that the woman who had taken care of him and the other members of Nada Sumbang, had experienced a bad event. Moreover, the manager's mobile number was suddenly inactive when he tried to call back.

The man recalled his conversation with Vika a few days ago. They were in the training studio when Vika compressed the bruised tip of her lips. The girl's eyes are puffy. Like crying all night.

"Why?" ask the son doesn't really care. He knew if Vika saw him as a man, no longer an artist who must be taken care of all his needs. And he knew it was impossible to return the woman's feelings.

"It's okay." The woman answered only. However, seeing a bruise on the tip of Vika's lips, the man suspected that something had happened.

"If there's something to share, you can tell me the same story" said Putra, trying to sympathize a little. Although knowing the end only makes Vika hurt when the woman knows that Putra can not repay her feelings. He still does not want to be involved in any romance story since breaking up with Kanya. "Sori, has someone done something bad .. with you?" putra continued after trying to find the right word for his suspicions.

Vika did not answer at the time. Up to two days later the woman appeared with more serious bruises despite covering her with make up. Vika finally told me that her stepfather had been rude as long as her mother was not home. The man often hits him when Vika doesn't want to give him money to buy beer. Even worse when the father is under the influence of alcohol.

So as soon as he got a call before 02:00 in the morning, Putra rushed to wake up. Mind fucked. Obviously he knows what it's like to be a victim of violence and not be able to speak out. The man did not want Vika to experience the same trauma as him.

Resisting the drowsiness and the piercing cold, the Son decided to leave the basecamp - after a day earlier they had trained until almost midnight and could not return to the apartment. Arlan who was asleep in the living room immediately woke up when she heard him turn the key. He asked where the Son was going and the man didn't say much.

"Well you want to meet Kanya early in the morning blind gini? He said he moved on?" goda Arlan was only met with a stiff smile by the Son.

The love episode of Putra and Kanya is long over. They also agreed. However, for the sake of silencing Arlan's mouth, the Son only smiled so that all was finished immediately. He began to worry if something had happened to Vika.

Sure enough, the Son saw the condition of the house was already chaotic when it arrived. Against his own fear, the man tried to obstruct the middle-aged man who swung the baseball bat in all directions blindly. Vika is trying to protect her mother. They huddled in the corner of the room and hugged each other. Hide under the table. Seemed frightened. Their faces were bruised, also bleeding in some parts.

The son manages to keep the man away from Vika and her mother. He even had a shot to make the man fall down. However, panic attacks come at inappropriate times. However the violence he saw reawakened the old memories in his memory box. Past trauma over similar events quickly overwhelms him. The son lost his balance and fell. That moment was used by the middle-aged man to take revenge.

Furthermore, the Son does not know what happened. When he woke up, he was already in the hospital room due to a sudden nightmare. Shortly afterwards Kanya appeared and hugged him. Provides a sense of comfort that quickly spreads and makes it calm.

The son fell asleep again. Just woke up after being closed for how long. Once awakened Kanya figure that first caught the retina.

"You guys are being?"

That's the question that first comes up when the Son feels better. He could not close his eyes if something happened between Kanya and Araz when he saw the man with his sister.

"From that, can you explain what this all means?" kanya said he asked back while pointing at the bruises on some parts of the open body of the Son. The man only pulled the tip of his lips at a glance.

"Cie, are you still worried?" seduce the Son while blinking one eye.

"Yes according to lo? How do you try not to worry if you know your condition like this? What kind of adek I if to see his brother beaten people. How can you even get to kayak gini? Want to test the power? Just fought with Araz already relapsed like aman, this again, until hospital."

"Wait, how did you know I relapsed after the same fight, Araz?" ask the Son full search.

"You think?"

"Yes, who else would be so frightened and panicked whenever you see you're sick if not, Om Eka."

"And you. Thanks, I want to care about me back. Although with a different status, only you can be a place to anchor all fret. You're still where I come home, my God."

I don't know what prompted the Son to say that. However, saying it now really felt without a burden. Lying if the Son no longer thumped when he met Kanya until some time ago. The son still hopes that they can be like before. Deep in his heart, the Son still wished for Kanya to be his lover, but now the thump seemed to vanish without a trace. Even if he cannot lie if Kanya is really the place to go home.

"Later you will also definitely meet the same place you go home. Vika maybe?" goda Kanya makes the face of the Son look grim.

"No, it's not like that, Him. He's the same I have similarities. His mother remarried and his stepfather only liked to drink, continue to play rough. I feel like we have something in common in this, which is why I care about him."

"By sacrificing your body as the target of his father?"

"He asked for my help, My God. How can I refuse if I remember the condition I used to be and no one is hollow. Obviously I wouldn't do that. Let him alone pass through the problem at hand."

"Certainly? There's Arlan, there's others too. Why did he ask you to help?"

Kanya's voice tone began to rise. The son knows that the woman in front of him is now anxious and vents him in the form of anger.

"I never saw her face hurt by her father's beating. So I ask him if the same thing happens do not need to ask for help. I also didn't know that it would turn out to be like this."

"Ck, this is, pretentious to be a hero, but do not see how the condition of yourself. What if it's a gini?"

"If it's already gini means you can rest dong. Do you think you are tired of working every day? For whom it is not yet clear," said Putra while arranging a pile of pillows on his back to make it feel more comfortable. "Btw, how's that story you guys got? Did you really move on?"

"Don't you think I still wish you were?"

The son's laughter broke. Although again grimacing withstanding pain due to wounds that have not dried.

"Him, don't tell Papa yes. I'm okay anyway. It will be a long matter if Papa knows this problem," said Putra when remembering how the character of his parents.

Eka will definitely sue Vika's stepfather for daring to beat up her only child - who should soon have a tiny baby and a child who has grown up.

"Gue also has no intention of telling the hell."

"Hey, I'm sorry Papa. I know it's hard for you, but .. don't they deserve to be happy too?"

Kanya smiled cynically at the Son's statement which sounded more like a question. The man looked at the woman who chose to observe the fall of the water from the drip. Like avoiding the gaze for the sake of not wanting to show if there is still anger stored for them.

"It's still not easy, am I sorry?" ask the Son when Kanya is more silent.

"Let's see, their things are different from ours. Duh, I can't think of it," you're avoiding the guy's question.

The son does not want to force. He knew it was hard for Kanya to forgive the source of the pain that had hurt her for years. Even though the men knew where Kanya was, they never once came to him and asked her to come home. If Putra is in the same position, not necessarily he can be as fresh as Kanya.

"Btw, I'm looking for Araz first huh. Hungry, from morning have not eaten. Could die me later," said Kanya completely evaded.

"Yes, ajakin' here when you finish eating. Anyway he will be my sister" said the sok fierce son.

Kanya only replied with a cynical look and then moved from the seat beside the Son. While the man just chuckled also whimpered simultaneously.

You deserve to be happier, yes. So do they. I love them too. Just wait, I will definitely bring you home.