Prince Gesrek

Dark Side

"Because!"

Deden, who had just returned from school, was about to climb the stairs to his room, stopped his steps.

He turned towards the source of the voice, a man in a neat appearance and wearing a suit looked at Deden with an indecipherable expression.

Deden approached to face the man, staring expressionlessly at the person before him.

Plaque!

One hard slap landed heavily on the cheek to the left of Deden, the corner of his lips slightly ripped and spewed blood. Deden wiped it off immediately, after which he stared at the cynical person before him.

"What are you doing?! You're my son! Your school papa let your life be true! If your behavior continues like this, it will be placed where papa's face! " dirga said in emotion, her hands clenched tightly, her face flushed with anger.

"Oh sorry, it looks like urang is just a human being who is breathing every time. So what's the problem? If it's for the face, would you take the basin?" asked Deden flatly, he stepped towards the small table next to him.

The living room, which was usually empty and cold, suddenly felt hot filled with anger and emotion.

Dirga--Deden-Dad who had never set foot in this house for so long, suddenly came carrying all his hatred and anger.

"Basar kid doesn't know it's lucky! You should have done all my orders well! No exception!" said Dirga pointed to the face of Deden who had returned while holding a piece of paper from the desk drawer he had approached. "Gank motor! Murderous act! Bk Room! Behaviour is not good! Especially your bad behavior?!"

"Wadaw ... wadidaw," said Deden pretending to be surprised while putting his bag carelessly. "really? urang think 'Baginda Papa' has no regard for servants as children," said Deden while emphasizing on a few words.

"How dare you! Bad behavior! It's like your mother!" dirga said shouting, his jaw hardened with emotion.

Deden who heard it went up, his breathing up and down held back emotions so as not to overflow. Deden, as much as he could restrain his anger, should not look weak. "It's like that, please cross the name urang and mother urang from the family card list, so your father does not need to have family members again, easy, right?" Deden smiled as he thrust a piece of paper and pen into front of Dirga, a family card, Deden turned out to take the paper earlier.

Plaque!

Once again, a loud slap landed on Deden's cheek, Deden only grimaced softly then smiled widely, he should not look weak.

Blood flowed back in the left corner of his lips, his half-faced stiff and numb.

"Is there anything else you want to say?" asked Deden with a carefree smile.

"It's free that I raised you, if only to be a disgrace!"

"Have you ever heard the saying about the falling fruit, it is impossible to go up but down? That's a reality, it's possible that his behavior is declining from his father?" tanya Deden still showed her sweet smile.

"Basst you- "

"Wait a minute" said Deden who saw Dirga's hand raised to slap him again. Deden rubbed his right cheek. "Please put a slap on the other cheek, it's clean. The left cheek feels stiff, if slapped will not hurt. If he really intends to hurt, the right cheek has not felt it."

Plaque!

Dirga again slapped Deden in the same place, he did not care about Deden's words.

"It's not because of me! You'll probably be in jail for the rest of your life! You ha*am boy!"

Deden was not strong enough to hold his emotions, he immediately took his bag and went outside the house.

"Where are you going! I'm not done talking!"

Deden ignored the screams and mockings of Dirga, he turned on his motorbike and immediately moved away from the luxurious house he called hell.

"Mask, the answer is mask." Mr. Wiryo's voice when in the room BK again ringing in the head of Deden. "I know if all this time you wear your mask everywhere," said the voice of Mr. Wiryo is still imagined.

Deden pulls his gas strongly, he wants to get away from the only place he's coming home.

"You have a problem, just tell me. You know that if the BK teacher is not only punishing, we are also ready to help solve the problems of students as much as we can," said Mr. Wiryo when in the BK room. "Remove your mask, something fake will always be stifling." The words of Mr. Wiryo always ring in Deden's head, his breathing felt tight, he increasingly accelerated the speed of his motorbike.

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Peaceful place, not many people pass by. A student still in full uniform seemed to stand bowing his head deeply, like he was holding so much weight on his back.

After Deden spent hours driving around on his motorbike, he decided to go to a lake near his grandmother's house. The lake that always keeps him calm when his mind is messed up and problems entwine him.

"Sir, is it still strong?" tanya Deden muttered softly staring at the ground below him. "Aargha!"

Deden ruffled his hair, he also occasionally threw stones towards the lake. He screamed loudly, no matter if people would hear.

[Grep]

Someone hugged Deden tightly, stopping his movements that continued to grow his hair.

Deden fell silent, he saw the person who was hugging him. Key was hugging him tightly while closing his eyes, as if he would never let go again.

"It's okay, everything will be fine" said Key patting Deden's back. "Crying doesn't mean you're weak, you've only been strong enough to hold it all this time alone."

"Gue was weak, I think I was on the limit" said Deden sinking his head around Key's neck, returning Key's embrace tightly.

Key felt Deden's trembling body, he tightened his arms even more. "You should never smile when your heart is sad. Don't ever say something upside down."

Key never expected, a always smiling Deden, a Kafa who seemed cold, and it turns out he still does not recognize the person in front of him. He still does not recognize Deden or Kafa and now he is facing people who seem strong but very fragile.

"It hurts, Den. The Sampa Deden I know is crying?" Key spoke only in his heart, he still let Deden vent his pain.

Moments later, they embrace until the situation calms down, Deden and Key are silent and even Deden deliberately looks away from Key.

"Kok Maneh is here anyway, Key?" ask Deden who is still looking away from Key.

"My house is here. I accidentally went through the time to buy sugar."

"Oh, yes." Deden could not remember that his grandmother's house was also close to Key's house now.

"Lo why is it that I'm behind, anyway? My face is playing with me when it's malem-malem?"

"No, Key. Want when a maneh face is beautiful, urang tetep like," said Deden casually, even though Key's face has a red hue at this time. "But this is the face of the abis look poised transformers."

"Hahaha .. lo funny."

"Emang."

Key walked up to Deden and squatted down before him, looking at Deden's face as seriously as if he was looking at something. Deden who was stared at only raised next to his brow in confusion.

"Although it runs out in the tonjok transformers, but still cute, really," said Key smiled shyly.

Deden widened his eyes, not believing Key's words just now. "whatwhat? Retry. My ears are sluggish."

Key drew his face closer to Deden, their distance was now very close. "Lo cute," said Key slowly but firmly.

With a single move, now Key turned his back to Deden. His face reddened like a boiled crab after uttering it.

Deden was silent for a moment, he was still processing Key's speech. His heart was beating so hard, his mood was improving, he felt so happy.

"whatwhat? Not denger?"

"There is no repetition."

"Belom gripped, Key. Make it a ringtone." Deden teases Key, whose face is turning red.

"So!" Key slapped his face in both arms in shame, not wanting Deden to see him.

"But, lying. Urang already recorded his voice dong," said Deden showed his phone in recording mode, he played Key's voice over and over again.

"Ih ... Deden!" Key's trying to reach Deden's phone. "Remove, No!"

"No, wlee ...." Deden stuck out his tongue, trying to dodge whenever Key tried to snatch his phone.

That night, a cry in an instant can turn into a happy laugh. A wounded heart can be healed because of the presence of a precious heart.

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Hy gaes happy reading! Do not forget the chrysanthemum as well, sorry author if there is a wrong😂

Urang \= Me

Maneh \= You

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