HANGING BUTTONS

SOMETHING HAS CHANGED

Since his quarrel with Ardi, Herman threw himself into booze. Surprisingly, the connoisseur of *** like him shouldn't he vent his anger on the row of his dark lover? but this time it was different, he instead ran at the liquor.

“Yes Allah! Mas Herman?” cry Mirna who shuts her mouth in disbelief. He was surprised this was the first time he had seen Herman drunk.  The fear of Herman, who was similar to Farhan, greeted the wall of Mirna's heart.

“Ra, mother scared,” watered Mirna with her trembling voice. Dara was very understanding, the fear that the mother intended was certainly not afraid of drunk people, but the other side of Herman who resembled Farhan.

“Hey ... hey beautiful girls! come here! Same here,” racoo Herman with gnawing gelinya. Dara nudged Mirna's arm, asking the woman to support Herman's hollow body that looked shabby.

Mirna immediately moved and swept Herman's withered body. The barley was just a whimper and spoke slurred in his unconsciousness. Luckily Herman was drunk, the words spoken were enough to invite anxiety to Dara and jealousy to Mirna.

“Hey, hey, you're so happy rancid boy,” his toad on Dara who blushed in fear.

“Already, Mas. You're already too drunk. Don't talk much. Let's go to sleep first,” said Mirna to calm the drunk. The drunken man, who realized he was what he was talking about when the words spoken were true, thought Dara.

Tonight Dara looks tired. He returned to his room and threw his tired body on the bed. Dara lay on her back enjoying the reflection of the shadow above the ceiling of her room. Why does this burden feel heavier, his sigh inwardly.

The words Deno and his mother ring again in Dara's ear. It was very clear that line of words echoed.

“Lantas why if it's female, neng? Although the cuddly women, the cuddly have the right to live a better life. Don't be bullied, Neng Dara. Poor mother neng.  Imagine the feelings of a mother? No mother wants her daughter to be oppressed. The hen immediately becomes fierce if her cubs are bullied.” The word marjah seemed to give encouragement to Dara.

The desire to fight was immediately sparked in the heart of the teenage girl.

“For mother. I have to play pretty for him. I will protect mom any way.” Mumbled Dara in his solitude.

That night Dara was saved. Her father, who came home drunk, didn't fuck her. Ardi did not come home after he informed her of her father's involvement in the sleep.

Dara's peaceful world has returned. Morning was awkward for a table with a man who a while ago fucked her. But for Herman who is quite mature, it is very easy for him to ignore all. Moreover, the fact that the man is always smart to find prey for his bedmate.

For a week, Dara lived in peace. It feels strange to Dara. What was? What happened to the two demon men. Herman left early in the morning to come home late in the evening. The man's attitude still seemed mediocre, nothing suspicious. He no longer came to Dara's room to hook the girl. Now Ardi, it's been a week not coming home. He also did not meet her at school just to channel biological needs.

“Any,” Og Dara.

“Ra! Dara!” call Mirna one day.

“Eh, yes, Mom. What's up?” he answered while sitting quietly in the attic of the house.

“What are you doing here? Wagging your girlfriend huh?”

Mirna took a seat in the chair next to Dara. The two women enjoyed the atmosphere that afternoon.

“Ngak, mom. Dara has no boyfriend. Mah man, same in Dara's eyes. It is difficult to find an honest man today,” said Dara while playing a novel book in his hands.

“Bu. Where is Ardi? How never seen at home?”

“Ouh, Ardi. Your father said he was doing research in Bogor. For two weeks. That's his college studies. Wh why? You miss your sister huh?”  Dara gave a short smile.

“Mother is happy you and Ardi can get along. As a parent, if you're gone, you can calmly leave you. At least Ardi will be a good brother to you. And Herman's father can be a good father to you too.”

“Mother, by the way? Dara doesn't like it. After all, without Mother Dara will not be happy.if Mother leaves Dara, Dara will be a bad child.”

“Hush! Girls can't say that, pamali. You have to be a good boy, baby.”

“So that good boy is not good, ma'am. Frequently pierced.”

“Oh yes? Is there a mother's child who oppresses? To the point of thinking of being a bad boy?”

Dara's nose wrinkled amusedly, she smiled wryly in response to her mother's sentence. Hufh, if Mirna knew what her husband and stepson had done.

“Oh yam au accompany mom to Minimarket no? Mother's bathroom fixtures out?” take Mirna. Feeling bored himself, Dara also agreed.

The two women immediately glided to a minimarket far enough from their home.they had to drive a taxi to get to the minimarket that afternoon.

Minimarket two tinggkat it welcomed in plain sight. Dara and Mirna went straight to the shelf of some goods to pick up their needs.

“Bu, all Dara's groceries are done all, Dara wait outside yes. Sultry here,” said Dara say goodbye to the mother. Mirna nodded. He had to queue at the checkout table.

While waiting for the mother who queued at the row of cashier tables, Dara enjoyed soy milk on the terrace outside. But Dara's relaxed atmosphere instantly changed once her retreat caught Herman's body being with another woman.

In front of the two-storey minimarket, an ellite cafe is on display. It was there that he discovered the figure of Herman playing crazy with other women. They look friendly with wild kisses on display.

“Basic crocodile!” dara Maki. Dara's gaze instantly sharpened. His clenched hand instantly turned rough squeezing the soy milk box he was holding.

I don't know where that hate came from. As if now one by one Herman's mask of decay appeared before his eyes.

“Halo, Deno. I want to say something lo,” he said in a cold voice.”

“Lo should help me. I want to teach my rotten stepfather a lesson.”

“What do you want, Ra?” deno's voice from across.

“Gue must destroy someone. I have to unmask my stepfather in front of my mother's eyes.”

“Yes, how do you go, Dara? What should I do for Lo?”

“Gue can't stand it. You have to believe in me. I'm just doing this to open up someone's rot, Den.”

“Redeem who, Dara?” mirna's voice suddenly roared from behind, making Dara sound great.

“Mother?”