Let go of me, Young Master!

New Life

Gea stared from a distance the building he had been living in and scavenging sustenance there turned out to have ended up here as well. Gea stared at the house for a long time because maybe she would never come back here again.

"Sir Zidane, hopefully after this you can find a suitable life partner for yourself and also for your parents." Gea muttered softly exhaling heavily as he had to leave Mr Zidane and leave from there. It feels so heavy that the heart leaves the workplace as well as being a shelter where her lover is. But life does not stop there. He still thinks he has a mother and a sister to fight for.

Gea's online taxi order finally came too. Gea immediately put her stuff in the car before she herself got in. Luckily, the taxi driver was well behaved this time. Without hesitation he wanted to help Gea put all her things in.

"Don't stop in front of the mosque." Gea knew that the distance from the mosque was very close and there was no need for a car to get in until the front of the boarding house.

"Well Ma'am," he answered and then put on a hat before running his car.

*

Tonight for Gea is a very long night. His mother and sister were already sleeping through dreams but he still could not sleep maybe because the room was too narrow and the atmosphere was hot or maybe he was still thinking about Mr. Zidane who was in the room house there.

He checked his phone who knew there was a message from Mr Zidane. Gea let out a long sigh as it turned out that none of the phones were just a few missed calls. He put down his phone and tried to close his eyes.

It's 02:00 in the morning now but it's the same she's just hanging around here and there like a baby.

"It doesn't seem like a problem if I live temporarily in a boarding house like this." Gea woke up from her sleep watching the surroundings. Although it's just that but his mother and sister can sleep soundly it makes the heart of Gea already happy.

*

Upon arriving at the apartment, Re immediately told Mr. Zidane not to fall. Ris immediately pressed the elevator button to get to the floor quickly because when using the stairs could be later even the situation of Mr. Zidane is not good.

Re pressed the password that he had remembered earlier then laid the trial asleep on the sofa first because it was not strong if raised into the room.

Re was so tired that he fell asleep near the sofa.

The morning has arrived.

Slowly Mr. Zidane opened his eyes but still felt heavy. His head was very painful and also his body felt like a soybean.

It turns out that from the kitchen Re has prepared warm milk for Mr. Zidane.

"Wake up?" tanya Re put some warm milk for the two of them.

"Heem, I have to go home soon." Mr. Zidane tried to get up from his seat but still his head hurt so much because he drank a lot last night.

"Eat him bro I ingetin once again if you are not used to drinking do not immediately drink like a cow," said Re patted Mr. Zidane's shoulder.

"Gue's really cool, Bro." Mr. Zidane shook his head.

"Chick thing?"

Then tell Mr. Zidane about his love affair with Gea.

"Yes right, Nyokap lo do not agree, even though we young generation is not the level whose name is set." Re can judge from two sides.

"Yes, yes, but you know I'm not like someone who doesn't do that." My mom used to bring women into the house.

*

"Where have you been all night?" Madam Ami put down the magazine and looked at Zidane and Re in turn.

"Aunty's habit, Zidan yesterday at Re's house, we drank until morning." Mr. Zidane immediately poked Re's feet who said too honest to his mother.

"Direm woy" sighed Mr. Zidane, because if Madame Ami knew Zidan was drinking alcohol again then he would be angry exactly like the last time Zidane drank that era is still sitting in middle school. As a punishment, he was never given an allowance for a month because he was caught drinking alcohol in the refrigerator of his papa stash.

"Is that right, Zidane?" Madam Ami looked at Zidan with an interrogating look for him to confess that what Re said was true.

"Yes, Ma." Mr. Zidane resigned because that was the reality and he could not cover up the night that had happened.

"Gosh, why are you doing this?"

"Zidan doesn't know, I still see first, you just go home there, Re." Tuasidan immediately headed to his room regardless if Re was still standing in the living room and Ami still wanted to talk to a lot.

Now it's Re's turn to be interrogated by Mrs Ami.

"You sit down Aunty wants to ask you something." Nodding while curling his lips but forcedly because he failed to escape from there surely Aunt Ami will question various things about Mr. Zidan last night.

"Good Aunt."

They sit facing each other.

"Bak Ranti, make one drink."

"Good Mom," Ranti said from the kitchen.

The atmosphere of the living room was suddenly silent because Rey could only be silent while guessing what Madam Ami would ask while Madam Ami was also the same she actually had a lot of questions to Re but saw Re who was a little panicked then Madam Ami will muffle her question first so that Re feels comfortable here.

"Re, your question mark." Enthusiastically Re nodded while giving his two thumbs up.

"Have you seen Zidane with women or he plays a lot?"

"If for Zidane I can guarantee Auntie, it's all he won't do." Re answered with confidence if God Zidan had never done so just last night he was trying to get drunk.

*

Upon arriving at Mr. Zidan's room immediately spread his body which still felt very tired but he did not forget to open his phone who knew there was a message from Gea.

"I haven't seen Gea since, where did she go?" Mr Zidane was about to call Gea by phone but he was in a hurry to remember that it was Gea's working hours, so there was no way he would pick up his phone.

Mr. Zidane then got up again from his sleep and walked into the kitchen with the intention of seeing Gea. But when he got there he did not find Gea.

"Eh, this is Gea's holiday?" ask Mr. Zidane to one of the housekeepers who happened to pass nearby.

"I'm sorry I don't know where Gea was because from yesterday she wasn't seen." The waiter then left as if harboring something fear that could not be expressed in front of Mr Zidane.