Happy Adventure

43. Overnight With The Prince 18

...THE DEMON RED EYES POUNCED ON THE EARTH...

......OVERNIGHT WITH THE PRINCE......

“You have been lying with us, you have Put.” Grace said, holding onto her clothes, Son, to stand up. The entire kimono worn by the three of them was almost dislodged which had kicked the body of the Son. He stood up and slapped all three of them. The son was just begging for mercy and crying miserably, he was unwilling to fight the three of them let alone protect his face from his hands with an extremely painful slap strike. His face was flushed with a slap. The son endured and endured the pain on his face. The punch of these three girls was so hard on his nose that nosebleeds spewed blood, his lips were also bloody abrasions. Near his eyes was the bluish son who was in the corner of Medina. 

“Also, don't misunderstand me. Let me be clear on the matter, after that you can treat me as you please. You can even kill me I will. But please listen to my explanation.” The three of them did not attack the son anymore and sat him on the sofa. The three stood around him clenching their hands, wanting to feel like the three were beating up another son who was anxious and hated him.

“Quick talk, liar. What do you want crapin.” Asked Medina whose anger peaked, she felt uncomfortable with the Son whose body was made an object by him.

“Udah Grace, Din's. Let's just let him rot here, we'll just go. Let God punish her actions. Our hands do not deserve to dirty this lying and sinful person. Later our hands are contaminated with viruses in the body, viruses that are evil and inappropriate for us to have. Ajeng pulls Grace and Medina by the arm to go outside her house, all three of whom are still crying and angry. The son was left sitting on the sofa, he was still shocked by the unjust actions and treatment he had received. When the three were angry and beat him, his hape Putra received a call from his chum named Gudeg. His hapeenya make a sound of music that plays. Dingan hapenya still lit up in his room Son. Ringtone hapenya Putra played a song from GITA GUTAWA entitled NOT A GAME. The son did not look for his hape because he was still in shock with the incident earlier. (STOP. Dengerin. PLAYLISTS. NO. 33).

“Yes God, what was that. Why did my three best friends become such terrible monsters.” Said the son who was crying sadly, he was devastated by his third act. Even this blow is heavier than losing his parents, especially his father who just died yesterday. He did not believe and was like a dream to him. “Yes God what is my fault, what is my sin that You punish and test my currently weak self. Why do I have to live like this, I am not strong anymore, God. It's a very big slander, it's a disgrace that makes me ashamed to meet people I know.” The son looked at his painful face. “Okay, my face hurts a lot. My right eye is sore, my lips are sore, my cheeks, well I hold a real pain. My cheeks are bruised red, but it's more this heartache that feels. Yu’, why do you have the same me, Grace why Grace, Din why Din, you all treat me like this.” The son was crying again, his body was limp he finally fainted on his chair which was not strong with the incident he experienced. The son fainted for a very long time, at seven in the night he woke up. His whole body was stiff and aching, his stomach ached, his stomach disease recurred. During his father's departure, he was often late to eat. Especially if the medicine is late to drink, surely the left abdomen hurts. Usually if it is severe he often faints and secretes cold sweat. Ajeng does not know if Putra is sickly, because he does not have the heart if Ajeng knows his friend is sick. “My stomach hurts so much, I don't seem to be strong enough to stand. My head is very dizzy, but I have to go to Ajeng's house tonight to apologize to them. I know I was wrong to have seen Ajeng take a bath in a towel. I was wrong to lie to them with that perjury. What a pity my fate, because the Passport Book even brought disaster to me. Actually I swear falsely for fear of losing them, but if I'm honest they will be hostile to me. It seems I have eaten the fruit simalakama, this destiny can not be denied.” The son tried to stand up from the chair, he walked around the wall to the kitchen while holding his left stomach. The son took the water in the refrigerator, he drank it until it ran out of one small bottle.

The head of the Son still felt dizzy, he was still strong walking slowly. Outside the overcast house enveloped, it seemed like the sky was also sad to follow empathy for him. He walked out of the house limping and in pain. When he reached the gate, Ajeng's house felt lonely and locked from the inside. Looks like Papa and Mama Ajeng left, only visible lights on the porch. Ajeng's room lights are also brightly lit, Putra is sure that Ajeng and his two best friends are upstairs. The son began to shout their names.

“Yu’, forgive me. Grace, Medina listen to my explanation.” The son shouted in the street, the curtains of the room were opened. They saw it from the bedroom window and closed it again, the room lights were also turned off. In vain the Son shouted because they did not come down, he still shouted many times until his voice was exhausted. His body felt weak, his stomach also hurt. The son was not strong to stand anymore, he sat lying leaning against the gate of his house Ajeng. Thunder comforts the weak Son, the night the rain falls. The wind was very strong, his body was cold. The son was exposed to rain water and a very strong night wind. He was determined to be there until they forgave his mistakes that he did not understand. The son was cold, his body was sore and numb. His lips began to dry, his face pale. The son was no longer able to walk to his house. He just resignedly waited for help, his body shivering and fever reaching him. Five o'clock in the morning it was raining, he had hypothermia. Fainted son whose body was still shivering. He woke up because he was exposed to the stinging sunlight. “Looks like I'm in vain here, I want to go home. But the streets were quiet no one passed by, even though it was already noon. Where are the people, I want them to help me get me to my house.” The son was determined to stand up, even if it was impossible for him. His body was still shivering very hard, his clothes were wet in the rain last night. His whole body was pale and his stomach was unbecoming. Finally Putra can stand, even though he is holding on to the fence of his house Ajeng. When Putra walked five steps to return home, he fell on his forehead bleeding from the iron friction. Fortunately it did not stick, only scratched and torn. If only the iron hit his forehead, perhaps the iron would have pierced his head. The son fainted sprawled on his gate Ajeng, his blood rushing out of his forehead. Hapeenya Putra played a sound, it turns out the alarm of his hape sounded. There was a song from the stairs called OH TEGAGA. (STOP. Dengerin. PLAYLISTS. NO. 35).