Orang-orang to Aratha

Orang-orang to Aratha
Chapters. 11 - Guitar And Meat Bread



"Okay, sorry. It's the last meat loaf." the canteen mom seemed reluctant to give this meat bun to Sonya and Fahruz who were fighting each other.


"I was the first one to find it, so I deserved to buy it!" ketus Sonya's.


"You feel like you found it first! I was the first to see! So, this meat bun is mine!" reply Fahruz, annoyed.


"You don't really like meat loaf! Why do you want to snatch my ration today?! Anyway, I've subscribed here!"


"You only want instant noodles! Why buy meat buns?!"


"Okay, kids. Don't fight like that. It's not good to see." The cafeteria mother tried to calm the two of them who were heating up. The students there supported the quarrel of the two of them. They bet on each other who will win the meat bun.


"Can you calm down a little?!" Aratha came from the back of Fahruz. He put some money on the table then, took the meat loaf that the two of them were after.


"I don't think any of you will win just because of meat loaf. So, I just take it." after saying that, Aratha immediately walked quickly leaving the two of them.


Sonya stared in surprise, as did Fahruz who could not believe this conclusion. "Ohhh, why was he given to her? I want to too!" Sonya was annoyed and immediately folded her hands.


"Well how else? He already paid for it. What do we do when money talks?"


"... Come on, find some other food." Fahruz immediately pulled Sonya away towards another stall. The canteen is always crowded especially during rest hours. Everyone continued to huddle like one who was doing a food demo. Push each other is never inevitable as well as the cafeteria table is always full every second. I want to buy food outside. However, the school is too stingy to let its students out during lesson time or rest.


"Hm. We are destined to eat the wind. It's all over." sonya lamented after she continued to wander around fruitlessly and aimlessly.


"Yes already. We will eat outside. Okay, back to class." Fahruz walked into his class in a weak, lethargic, lackluster motion having not eaten since morning.


"Fahruz! Watch out for you stumbling the stairs!" Sonya ran after him from behind.


"What the hell is that? My legs are long." Fahruz answered lazily. Two seconds later, Fahruz suddenly fell due to tripping on one of the stairs. The sound of his thump even seemed to be heard up to the canteen. Sonya held back her laughter, staring at Fahruz in a nagging nun-like position.


"I told you. What a hell." sibir Sonya, laughing at him from under the stairs.


...~o0o~...


Alrez was standing in the doorway of the music club room. There are musical instruments piano, violin, guitar and others. Alrez looked blank as he entered it and closed the door again. Alrez's gaze was fixed on a guitar leaning against a piano chair. For a moment, he touched her fingertips and then took it off again.


"The guitar reminds me of Mom and Dad who always fight. But Sonya wanted me to play the guitar again. Does he like it when I play it?"


Alrez sat on the piano chair, holding his guitar. The guitar almost covered his entire body as if he was hugging him. Smooth surface and smell that is often felt by him. Alrez tried to tune it and pluck it once.


However, after he did, Alrez suddenly had a headache. He immediately dropped his guitar and squeezed his head which felt like it wanted to explode. Alrez's breathing began to pant like he had just run a marathon. His body temperature was suddenly cold and sweat continued to pour from the top of his head.


The guitar made him remember his past.


"Alrez! You okay?" this girl's voice sounded panicked after Alrez heard the sound of a box of clothes falling from someone's grasp. This girl immediately stood next to Alrez, trying to make it better.


Seeing her long hair dangling down to the chest, Alrez's hopes of Sonya standing next to him were instantly shattered. He only realized that the one standing there was Kinan.


"Why are you still in school? Everyone came home five minutes ago." Kinan continued.


Alrez immediately brushed off Kinan's hand that touched his shoulder. His legs and body instantly stood upright, staring coldly at Kinan who was trying to help him.


"I'm fine! I just got home!" ketus Alrez while taking his bag and then walking in a hurry to leave the music room.


"His nature really pisses me off! Why would Sonya go out with him?!" kinan grouse, annoyed.


Alrez walked down the already deserted second-floor corridor. The new clock showed at 4pm and everyone including the teachers had already returned home. Each class door is closed. The wind blew cold and carried with it dust.


Accidentally, Alrez passed Aratha from the opposite direction. Apparently, Aratha had deliberately returned to the classroom to pick up something left there.


Just a few steps away from each other, Alrez immediately stopped his steps and asked, "What do you have to do with Sonya?"


The surprised Aratha immediately stopped her steps. His eyeballs glanced towards Alrez behind him. His gaze looked cold, clearly he was in a great hurry at the moment. He had to return home before sunset.


"Why indeed? From the beginning Sonya was deliberately close to me. Is that a problem for you?"


"I'm serious."


Alrez looks angry. He turned around and stood facing Aratha who was still on her back. "If you don't answer, I'll take Sonya back. Anyway, my problem with him is over. I'll make sure Sonya doesn't get to see you."


Aratha immediately replied, "You're a very challenging person. You think I won't do anything to stop him? I'll make sure Sonya doesn't get to see you."


...~o0o~...


"HACHIM!!"


"Why? Cockroaches get in your nose?"


"No. I think someone is talking about me. I feel creepy."


"Since when did sneezing and goosebumps become marked you were being talked about by someone else? It was cold today because it was raining soon. Maybe that's what makes you sneeze and creep."


"Ah, yes. I forgot to return Aratha's jacket. He lent me yesterday when I didn't ask for it."


"Tomorrow to return it. We'll eat today."


"Hmm, I want to eat cake."


Sonya stopped walking and glanced at the cake shop that was on the sidewalk. The cake shop looks empty. He said the one who took care of the shop was an old, myopic grandmother who could not tell which sugar and which salt. Meanwhile, not far from the cake shop is located, there is a new cake shop with young and beautiful employees.


"Are you sure you want to buy it there?" Fahruz suspected the cake was poisonous because no one came.


"Mom used to buy it there and it tastes so good! I'll keep going!" Sonya ran straight to the cake shop without taking Fahruz.


Fahruz smiled slightly, looking at Sonya who was slowly moving away from him. "Sonya still can't forget her mother. I feel less grateful because I'm not so close to you."


...~o0o~...


Alrez was seen walking into his own house on a block. The house is quite large with one shiny red car. But unfortunately, the house was only occupied by two people who rarely went home.


His father was a spender. After the divorce, he immediately bought a large house and a luxury car. It was so different with his mother. He always saves money for future needs such as sudden needs.


"Alrez! Why just go home now?!"


His father's voice was heard from the stairs. Alrez looked surprised. It was only six o'clock today and he had already met his father who was supposed to still be working.


"Not usually I go home fast. Is something going on?"


"Aren't you happy Dad came home fast? You should've been home by the time I got there and made some food for me."


"Today my school schedule is busy. I didn't get to. I just buy food outside. I'm gonna take a break."


Alrez walked straight to his room. His father chased him with a wooden stick. "The child who does not know himself!" shouted His father. He landed his wooden punch on Alrez's back until it made him shift to the side a few steps.


"You're just like your mom! Always against Dad's orders! I don't know myself!"


Alrez was silent, holding the pain in his back. He was also prepared to take the blow that his own father would launch. His hands clenched strongly, his anger surged, his mind revolted wanting to put up a fight.


"Why should I obey Dad? What do you think makes me fight like this? You never showed anything good in front of me. It's just angry and angry. Can you just beat me up every day without mercy? In the future, I don't want to be like Mom or Dad! You two are just as bad!"


A hard punch landed on Alrez's left face until it slammed to the side. Alrez even felt blood flowing out of his nose. The corner of his eyes felt so sore that it let out water.


"ONCE YOU SAY SO, YOU'RE NO LONGER A FATHER'S SON!"


"CONTINUE WHY?! FROM THE BEGINNING I NEVER FELT THAT I WAS A FATHER'S SON! DAD WOULD BE HAPPY IF I WENT MISSING RIGHT NOW!”


Alrez stood up, looking intently at his father. He was so angry that he let out words that made him his father instantly speechless. Alrez guessed it. After this, his father would definitely instantly take him out of the house and let him live outside.


His father breathed. Slowly his hands loosened after continuously clenching in annoyance. His father distracted him and said, "Clean yourself and go to sleep."


After saying a few words, his father immediately walked away leaving him. Alrez was puzzled by his much-changing nature and was far beyond his expectations. He tried to touch his bruised face. It turned out to be really painful even though it was only touched a little.