He's among them.

He's among them.
self injuring's.



Papou cradled the phone in his hand, Papou still did not use the phone. His little fingers typed out a short message for someone.


~SF.L~


“Nana ... please appear, whatever you want to appear in any form, I want to talk important. About lo.” sister Daga screams that her mother and father are not at home, Raga is not at home, so Daga is free to do anything.


Nothing happened, just a wall clock that sounded ticking. “Gue sure you must have heard me.” Daga shouted back. Again nothing happened.


“Please .... Na, I need information from you, I want this problem to be solved quickly. Give me a reason why I should protect your sister from the hospital's ghost.”


“Do not hide, I can feel the aura of lo Na.”


Nana sits in the chair of Daga's study, she comes in a human form. Just like the time in his dreams.


“Gue needs a reason why I should protect Papou.” There was a little fear in Daga, he took a step back. No one knows what will happen next.


“There is no reason, which is clear I want to take care of him.”


“Why lo bike is the same him, instead you hate him.”


Nana lowered her head, a pitch-black shadow enveloping Nana. “Gue love her.”


Why is what Nana told inversely proportional to what Papou told. “Lo lied, even you did not ngakuin Papou as your sister in front of friends lo.” I don't know why Daga believes in Papou more.


“That's my selling because I don't want to squirm he's sad because it's always compared to me by my friends, I know I'm wrong.” Daga can catch a lot of disappointed tones in Nana's words.


“Maybe our faces are similar, but as brothers we have different properties.” Daga hasn't known Papou far, she only knows the girl's outer life.


“Who is Hanna and a woman with a nearly split head who always follows Papou or does Raga my twin?”


Nana slightly lowered her smile and raised her head upwards. “Gue and Papou are not siblings.”


This is another fact, why life is getting so complicated. Why God is so good at making destiny scenarios.


“Means?” Daga frowned her eyebrows at each other.


“Later you will also know.”


“Why are your hands like that scratch-scratch?” Daga's gaze was multiplied on Nana's hand that was covered with scratches.


“Gue .. I ... I self injuring.”


A very complicated family, again Daga must be grateful to have a very harmonious family.


“Why?”


“Lo do not need to know, the important thing is to take care of Papou. If you already feel unable to kill him, as long as not to die in their hands.”


Daga swallows her saliva, why is it so easy for Nana to talk just kill her, as if life is worthless.


“Gue pampit.” Nana instantly disappeared, the chair that Nana was sitting in was instantly dull, as well as the items they had touched.


~SF.L~


There was an incoming message from an unknown number.


It's me brother, Papou.


Daga drew a smile line and typed out a reply message.


Uda buy hp?


There were no replies from Papou, but just a few seconds ago he felt like a high school boy in the middle of the night.


Daga has no taste for Papou - her relationship is only limited to helping the teenage girl get out of the loop that keeps her going around in circles. After all as he said yesterday he considers Papou like his own sister.


“Why are you smiling like crazy?” Raga replied to Daga with a cynical look, “suka-like me dong.” Raga throws her bag on the study table.


“Why did you come home last night? Is the school still open?”


“And I said, like me.” Raga opened her school shirt, put it in a dirty cloth basket.


“Gue does not like Papou, you calm down, I will not marry my own brother.” Daga looked at the ceiling of her room.


Raga who had entered the bathroom immediately came out to hear Daga's words. “Please .. don't be jealous of me, I just have a little business with him.” Daga changed her position she immediately sat staring at the black bead of her twin.


“What solution?”


Daga was speechless he could not explain what was happening, this was too difficult to explain in words and would not be digested by logic.


“What business to say? This is my shower uda in pending to hear lo what story?”


Daga sighed, she wasn't sure to tell, “not yet you tau.”


Raga went back into the bathroom, slammed the bathroom door. Raga doesn't matter if if if Daga really puts a taste for Papou, he can compete healthily. The optimist is that he will win.


~SF.L~


The house is completely deserted without the oma, the Araya bang and the sound of Karin's bells. The new clock shows at 3 am but Papou has woken up, he has nightmares. It wasn't really a nightmare, but meeting Hanna was a nightmare for her.


“Who are you anyway?”


Hanna really made Papou curious, Papou felt like he had met the boy. When he saw his green eyeballs, Papou seemed to be thrown back in time. Is there a part of the past that Papou has forgotten.


~SF.L~


“What the heck, early in the morning uda grumbling at people's house.” Papou looked at Raga annoyed, now Raga knew it turned out that Dilan did not lie, missed it hard.


“As far as I dong want to say,” Raga even ruffled waist in front of his motorbike.


“Iya up to you.” Papou relented he was lazy to argue with Raga this early.


“Depart with me.”


“Mot.”


“Udah ... The truest is the same husband.” Raga immediately attached the helmet to Papou's head. “Stop talk like Ga, disgust know.”


“Iya Ma ...,” Raga's head instantly got a gift from her brash mouth.


“Mama is not yet valid, uda main KDRT.” Papou blindly hit Raga's head with his hand.


“I'm down here?” they have not yet arrived at school.


“Why, haven't you nyampe?”


“Do not want to see another student.”


“Who also came so early, I'm sure the security guard has not come.” Raga did not let Papou down, he re-gassed his bike.


“Morning Mas .. Mbak.” Greeting the security guard to Raga and Papou kindly, the security guard did call the students with the call of mas and mbak.


“Morning pack.” Reply to Raga with a friendly smile.


“Feeling like a herbalist knows called Mbak,” grumbled Papou with annoyance while opening his helmet. “Suitable anyway lo be a herbalist.”


~SF.L~


“The more days, the more sticky Ga?” Nades slurping avocado juice Raga. “My juice bego.” Raga took back her expert juice.


“Good language lo Ga.” Nades took the crackers that were in front of him.


“Bi ... soto 2 bowls well Bi.” Shouted Nades from his seat, the cafeteria was quiet at the moment, because it was a lesson and they were empty hours.


The portion of Nades meal is 2 bowls of soto, whatever he ordered was never one. Everything is always finished, nothing is left. “Where are the exhibition preparations lo?”


“Uda 75% anyway, book the place already, funds from school also uda out. Just menggumpulin paintings as much as now there are 32 paintings of our target anyway 50 paintings.”


“That's a lot, Ga.”


“Gue sure we can, so finish our school directly to the painting room to paint the rame-rame, yesterday I was at school until half-time ten pm.”


“Gak raided it?”


“There's a Bu Diana.”


Nades only nodded, two soto bowls were already in front of him. “Buy two there's free one right Bi?”


“Can close my shop.”


“Well every night Auntie's stalls close right?”


“lo comedic.” Raga immediately shook the head of Nades.


~SF.L~


Papou is not a bookworm who likes to read, but he is bored in class to hear the nyiny of his classmates about the relationship between Raga and him. Can the walls of this school talk?


Papou just sat there pensively, staring at the book that opened in front of him and occasionally flipping through his pages, it was a novel. For Papou the novel was just a lie that made the reader feel deceived.


“If you're already a difficult mate well, make evasive.” Papou jumped in shock, suddenly there was a Raga next to him, the man was holding his hand to support his chin, staring at Papou, why he liked to see the brown net, and he was looking at the brown net,


Papou just kept quiet, he pretended to be busy, Papou turned the pages of the novel back and started reading it. Raga directly robbed the book, “gue did not like well, tacangin.”


“Apaan anyway, balikin gak.” Papou tried to take the book back.


“Do not be noisy, this is library.”


“Smallly stupid, balikin.” Papou yelled who instantly got a shot from the library guard teacher. Instead of being afraid of Papou even back to glare at the teacher, Papou did not feel afraid of the teacher's eyes.


“ Your eyes want me to cogel,” Raga directs both fingers in front of Papou's eyes. “Commonly dong.”


Papou should probably consider learning a part from Araya, once in a while Raga should feel his punch. “Go back to school don't go home yet, we have a meeting in the same art club room Miss Diana.”


Papou just nodded resignedly, he would not be able to dodge, if he fled today then tomorrow he will be sought by Miss Diana the Death Quail of Cendikia High School.


“Iya .. yes ... already know.”


“That dong occasionally nurut kayak gini.” Papou snorted sebal.


~SF.L~


Papou is pensive in front of the white canvas with a brush in his left hand, because Papou is a left-handed. With great effort to persuade Diana to allow him to paint outside the school grounds.


“Painting it takes inspiration, it can not be in a closed room like this,” not completely Papou lied, he really just to be in the room.


Whether there was anything with Hanna, Papou wanted to paint the boy as he remembered, that green glare of eyes really made Papou like he was thrown into the past.


A little boy with green eyes holding a purple flower, Papou did not know what flower he was painting but it was clear that it was as petal as a rose but purple. The girl was standing in the middle of an extremely overcast sky.


Papou felt his phone vibrate, only the first day of bringing hp to school was troublesome. Only one number he keeps on his phone who else if not Daga.


“What's a sister?”


“can meet no, anyone I want to talkin.”


“I again in the park at that time Brother, come aja.”


It only took a few minutes, Daga instantly showed up with a bag on her shoulder, she just got home from college maybe.


“Jago paints well lo,” Papou ignores Daga, he is busy with his paintings.


“Where does it still hurt?”


“What?”


“Jidat loah,” Papou slightly rubbed his eel, still painful but not as bad as yesterday. “Uda mengingan sih, Sis. Why emang?”


“Just want it anyway. Oma uda home?”


Papou shook his head, he missed the woman so much. “Means yourself dong at home?”


“Lo uda eat?” Daga asked again, again Papou could only shake his head. Papou is mageran, he is very lazy to cook in the kitchen if, if buying food if the situation is crowded Papou people will return home or find another place.


“Slimmer snacks, no eating. Wait let me buy you food.”


Can Papou feel lethargic because of the attention given by the man, Papou feels his heart warm, may he fall in love. Well ... although time is too early to conclude.


“The money to buy food was over how many Sister? Let me change.” Papou reached into his bag to get the money in his bag.


“Do not need tomorrow if you are working, you must treat me.”


“I can't promise Sis, this is take aja.” Papou offered 50 grand.


“Kan yesterday I uda said, lo that I consider my own sister. I don't need.”


“You want a story about what Kak?” Papou remembered that Daga's original purpose here was to talk about important things.


“Owh .. I met your sister, Brother Nana. I got new facts.”


“What?” Papou looked curious, his eyes looking at Daga seriously.


“She loves you, you don't want to forgive her?”


Papou let out a long sigh, why does the hard-earned past forget coming back. Back with increasingly complicated forms. Couldn't the universe stand still for a moment, letting it rest a breath of fresh air for a while. Breathing in the pressure of fate made him tight, this was all too restrictive.


“I'm sorry about him, I just can't change my feelings for him. I hate it too much.”


“That means you haven't sorry she's as careful.” Daga slightly flicked Papou's nose, in fact he wanted to flick his head but Daga did see three bruises.


“Emang earlier she said what?”


Daga was silent for a moment recalling her meeting with Nana last night. “She said .. If she doesn't admit you as her sister because she doesn't want everyone to know that you're her sister, you must be compared to her. He doesn't want to make you sad Pou.”


Papou still could not accept that, at that time Papou was just an innocent and innocent Elementary boy. Although now Papou is no longer an Elementary boy he still can not accept that reason, too classic. He is usually compared.


For Papou and Nana's problem is not blood, Daga can not tell him he does not want to make the relationship of the girl with her family chocolate is getting destroyed.


“So Brother Nana said no, what is the relationship Hanna and the ghost that said brother always follow me.”


Daga shook her head, Nana did not tell him anything. Nana asked him to wait.


“And you know, Nana was self injury,” Daga turned her head, saw the birds chasing each other from one branch to another. The bucin bird. Daga couldn't imagine how devastated this family was.


“I don't care, want him *self injur*ing or want to kill. I don’t care.”


Nana may have died by suicide, in various cases people who committed salf injuries would have committed suicide to end their lives.