
The moon seemed as if it was drawing its sword into the sky, calling out a cheer full of pride
for his victory against the dead sun. Flickering para
the stars also rejoiced around the goddess of the night. When the twilight has
after night, no oxygen particles are free
contamination of cigarette smoke. As usual, members of the street children's group
the one led by the Gondrong bang gathered outside their house.
“DIEM LO!”
The loud voice of the silence breaker made the listeners
look over.
“That bang Gondrong why yak?” Ryan nodded slowly. “Samperin, yuk!”
invite him while patting Denis's hand that stops strumming guitar strings
small hers.
Azri immediately held Ryan to not move from his seat, “Eh, no, no,
Yan! Rampage is him!”
That's right Azri said. Not long ago, the man who was about three years old
those twenty years came to the presence of the five of them with faces
riled. Roughly, he pulled the arm of the little girl in a typical red white uniform
the elementary school beside him, forced the two little legs of the child to step up
move on and mingle with the other kids. Both eyes bang Gondrong
he looked at Denis, Azri, Sylvia, Ryan, and Galang.
“Lo five! Denger, yes! From now on, the boy lives with you.
Tell him he has to do something! If you don't understand, don't want to massage, kick it!
Know?!”
“Ngerti, bang,” answered all five almost simultaneously.
Bang Gondrong Nodding, “Good. Dah sono lo all, find money
again!” he turned and left.
The five children ended their leisure time. As usual, they
back to split after dinner to carry out the obligations. Make money
then give up the whole thing to bang Gondrong who just sits cross-legged
on the table, commanding his accomplices.
However, Sylvia was still silent. Two dark brown irises
come beautiful from the little girl who cries sobbing. White uniform
red, short black hair with light purple butterfly clasps, ripe sapodilla skin, black hair,
and a pink back bag. Although not similar, the shadows
he was as a youth represented by the appearance of elementary school children in
ahead of him. Wanna be sour like whatever his face, twinkle in the eyes of girls
the tomboyish stature implies pity. Fortifying iron fence
his heart seemed to fall out partially, giving a gap for empathy to show
selves.
Sylvia moved from her seat, “Whose name?” tananya while bending
both knees, crouching in front of the boy.
“Kirana...” the answer is soft among sobs.
The hand of the horse-pointed girl was busy reaching into the pocket of her shabby jeans,
“Nih,” he thrust a yellow handkerchief striped brown on Kirana.
“Lap first cheek lo.”
Despite being full of fear, Kirana moved her trembling little hand,
he grabbed it from Sylvia's hand.
“Lo come with me. Can tell you if you are traveling alone. Okay?”
Kirana nodded slowly.
***
“Sial,” umpat Sylvia in heart.
Post patrol in a small alley where he often sits waiting for his arrival
the prey can now not be used as a hiding place. Some residents have already
stay under the roof and shady trees. Their hands
it is ready with a kangungan and flashlight, keeping an eye on the surroundings to stay
be safe. Not only that, the alley portal was also closed.
Its bad. Extremely bad.
How can you earn a lot of money if not by installing
mine spikes and poke a car driver who's fooled by tactics?
A pair of Sylvia's dark brown eyes widened.
Why had this not been thought of by him since? Edwin! Yes, the young man can
As he recalled, Edwin once said that in general, he arrived home
around eight or eight. If the weather rains, road congestion will increase.
Automatically, the young man could spend more than three hours sitting in a chair
steering, waiting for another vehicle to move forward. If the route of travel
using the cutting path, he would arrive no later than ten.
“Gue knows people who can love us money. Let's not go home
pounded ama the Gondrong,” the girl immediately pulled the tiny hand of Kirana.
Unfortunately, good luck is not on their side. Once there, the fence
it's locked tight. The curtains were closed without any lights on,
except for the porch lights.
The night wind rebuked them to go home quickly. Sylvia was silent
stand up, hold the hand of the little boy he just knew. That girl didn't
heed the wind's reprimand. Although the cold pierced his ribs, he,
he still doesn't care. Very stubborn. Because there are only two
a sheet of five thousand and a sheet of ten thousand. Impossible if he comes back
only with three such rupiahs. His entire skin will be covered
injuries. Not just her skin, the skin of the innocent little girl beside her
aslo.
Kirana groaned while stroking her stomach which began to hurt.
“Kak... I'm hungry..”.
Inevitably Sylvia had to go back to walk down the small alley with
a row of dimly lit street lights. His eyes examined every building
there are. All rolling doors are
closed touching the ground. The food stalls are closed. Until finally he
find a bright light from the minimarket that gives it a little
hopefulness. Fortunately, we can't take sides. As long as there is luck, everything will be
walking is fine.
Sylvia quickly grabbed two packs of bread and a bottle of cold mineral water.
Without saying much, he put down the three things. Then take out a number
money according to the nominal listed in the cash register.
After finding a place to sit leaning back, Sylvia gave it wrong
one of the two packets of chocolate bread was on Kirana.
“Will drink it for two,” he said while opening plastic bread
hers.
Kirana did not directly devour the girl's food. He just bowed
in silence. Tears began to flow soaking both of his chubby cheeks. Blubbering
it broke out along with the raindrops that descended from the sky.
“Eh, uh, uh, how come you even cry that, anyway? I bought food!”
“I want to go home, brother! I don't want to be here! I want to be bribed to eat the same
dad!” his voice sounded raucous, “I want to go home!” it was again in
between sobs.
Seeing Kirana's broken cry like that made her think of time
then where Noel before a hard upbringing eliminates his whiny nature. Periods
when his sister, Noel, cried beaten and not fed by bang Gondrong
as punishment for going home without money. At that time, there was no one
his heart moved to help. Although his nature is really violent, it is
stay a human. A normal human being who has empathy and a desire to
be attached. He was willing to spend twice his energy so that the amount of money
received increased. Although sometimes the money given can not fill full
second pocket Noel, at least it can dampen the anger bang Gondrong. As a result, punishment
what the kid received wasn't so bad. Just a hardship or
worst of all, a slap.
Sylvia gently patted the little girl's head, “Tomorrow, I'll help you
nyari mr. lo. Well, now you eat, just keep sleeping here. I keep.
Okay?”
Kirana nodded. A sweet smile was engraved on his lips.
“That, dong! Don't cry anymore lo!” Sylvia also smiled faintly
while shuffling Kirana's short black hair.