Pariban So Rokkap

Living on the streets is hard, man

If many people say home is the safest place for them, but to me, my family home is like hell to me.

How not? the mother who gave birth to me has ruined my life, not only my life, but Mami has also hurt my wife, I really don't think about what my mother did.

He used to force me to marry Netta, he used to say to follow the traditional tradition of the generations in my family.

Why has my mom changed now? Is Mami not afraid of the spirits of the dead parents, is Mami not afraid of my soul spirit, her brother Mami, Does she not feel guilty for her father Netta?

Those thoughts are what have been haunting me lately, making me reluctant to go home.

Even my hot brains bear all the burden of this thought, maybe if someone else destroyed my life I would repay him.

But this time it ruined my life My own mother, the woman who brought me into this world.

I was angry but I couldn't get back, to repay my mother, I ruined my life, that's how I got back at my family, crazy indeed!

One week I chose to live on the streets, so the parking lot, my face turned dirty and dirty, that's why no one recognized me, there are some people I know for example office children, and there are some people I know, but they didn't know that the parking exchange was me, I felt how to live on the streets.

My body is not as well groomed and athletic anymore, I am now skinny because of lack of food, sleeping on the side of the road, in mosquito bites make my whole body itch and become a piggy bank.

“Hei new boy! good to you take our land!”the sound woke me up who was sleeping.

Mr …!

A bunch of children fungki about five people with a blue crest hairstyle and round earrings in the hole of his ear, tattoos adorned his entire arm.

One of them hit the guitar on my nose, because he said I was a pak ogah on his land.

“Do not hit people carelessly,” I do not accept being hit.

Even though I am weak, I still have my pride, even though there are five I am a martial artist, breaking the hands of the five people is a young thing for me.

“Don't try to tease me stupid, I don't like it on the nosy,” I teach them a lesson.

I live on the streets like today, just want to give Mami a lesson, if her son's life is now damaged, because of the actions of the two eyes.

“For good reason, I won't do it again, but if I have a hard emotion to relieve it, my nose is bleeding because of the work of the damn ruffians.

I took a rock and hit him on the head until he bled.

“Do not try to disturb me while sleeping,” I said pushing his injured body.

All four of his friends looked terrified, took his wounded friend and left me.

“Wah .. only brothers who dare to expel them, whereas those people often turn into sellers here, otherwise they will take our sales, at the meal, but do not pay , ' he said ,” said a fruit cart salesman, who peddled his wares beside me.

“Abang has eaten yet?” the old man gave me his provisions, it did not feel good to accept them.

“Already sir, no need to eat, I sleep again,” I said.

“This is just a sale of the father, the father is very helped if the brother sits here, the rambles that did not bother the father anymore, but you should just move the place, just, I'm sure they'll call his other friends later, to avenge that earlier, they're notoriously brutal bang.”

The old man warned me, but I ignored him.

Sure enough, two hours later they had come carrying all sorts of stone tools, wood, even blatantly carrying machetes.

“Wah right I said, I told you they came too,” said the father with a frightened face.

“Father just go away from here, let me face them.”

The father who was eating again he woke up, pushed his cart away, if he was still close to me, I was afraid he would be the target.

“Hey, you hit my friend yes, you have dared, yes!”

I wasn't afraid in the least, the three thugs I've been sitting around hanging out with came to help me back then.

Between the puppies Vs thugs .

“Why lae, why are these street jellyfish on here.”

One of the people who claimed to be from the lampung, he did not feel a bit daunted, he scratched his waist, I know what was tucked in his waist.

“Gue don't want to find your problem on, leave the guy here, kite want me to chop him up!” Shouted the man who looked more pennant.

“She's our friend, you're on what to do?” if this one is fat from Medan, he is one of the bats too, people who work at night in a quiet place and pick up their victims, they work in groups.

“We don't want anything, but we just want the guy, because he hurt our friend,” he said pretentiously.

I was calm, not afraid in the slightest, if I could fight against the opponent, but if I lost the most fainting and dying, the matter of life was finished, a stupid surrender attitude .

“He hurt him earlier, because he’ first, hit the guitar to the face he’ said the kingpin who slept not far from near me, under the bridge, so the place where the kingpin gathered, although often in the police rajia but back and forth again gathered.

Finally the commotion was inevitable, dozens of people faced four people.

Life became a street gem horrified friend..Life seemed to have no price, that's what I saw at the time.

“Don't mess I don't want a commotion, if you still love your lives you should retreat humans unclear,” I said standing.

Just wanted to get closer, the sound of a police car came, everyone was in a mess including me who did not want to deal with the police including Beny.

Seeing that there were signs of commotion, maybe someone reported to the police, I ran as fast as I could, there were some children who were caught, me and the three men ran like horses.

Split up, until we get to Johar Baru, there a new hangout, here the gembelnya more.

While sitting there someone approached me, when he turned his head there were several police officers including Beny and Papi.

“Hey ..!”

I sat down to see Papi and Eva's sister, Mami, Beny looking at me with a look of disbelief.

“Jonathan? Is that you?” Papi approaching.

“Iya Pi, that's right him, I'm sorry why it's like this, you have a house, you have a family why choose to live on the streets, why ruin your life Jonathan!” Shouted Sister Eva.

“Whispering” I said, built with a limp leg –pinched, because when I ran yesterday, I fell and my base was injured.

“Jonathan don't go again let's go home, we'll fix everything,” Papi looks to hold back the cry of seeing me turn so loose.

“Home and living on the streets is better here,” I said annoyed.

Mami looked at me like that, she was crying, Eva's sister was like that too, they all looked at me with pity, I didn't like her, I didn't like being pitied.

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