Rascal In Love's
Don't Go
“Rio, do not often hurt yaaa,” hiss Doctor Indra as he fixes the stitches on Rio's waist.
“Nevent use laser anyway doc,” complains Rio.
“Mahal, Rio. You are not covered by BPJS. These are categorized as brawl wounds. According to Permenkes BPJS Health does not guarantee the health services of victims of begal, brawl, until sexual violence,”
“That's a pinter-pinternya report from RS aja dok,”
Doctor Indra glanced at Rio at a glance, then shook his head. “Such things often involve the police, if from us the administration is not honest, we will be prosecuted for disrupting the investigation process.”
“Di-scan a doc his brain, lest it's been a mush we don't know, finished his behavior,” muttered Iptu Rayhan while chuckling.
“Can be, Sir. Usually people with light-sensitive brain disorders, relates the same behavior that if night ‘akif’ when daytime sleep in the canteen,”
Iptu Rayhan and Doctor Indra laughed together.
“Kalong dong me,” grumbled Rio slowly.
“Already, for treatment this time borne me only. Rio's deposit is up because,” said Doctor Indra
“It's over, doc?!”
“Already, Riooo,” hiss Doctor Indra, “If you next get hurt again, I recommend to the health center alone do not need to go to the hospital,”
Rio sighed. Even the money that his father made a deposit for Rio's maintenance fees at any time something special happened, had run out as well.
He really has nothing.
Rio's sudden attitude of silence and calm even made Doctor Indra and Iptu Rayhan unwell. Yeah it's not usually Rio behaves that way.
“Rio,” reprimand Iptu Rayhan. Rio raised his face, “Sabar yes, if your behavior is good, I help find a job,”
Again Rio just kept silent while observing Doctor Indra splashing his wound with a bandage.
“Pak Iptu...” sis Rio.
“What?” Iptu Rayhan is still seriously observing the sense doctor performing the treatment.
“Kok Father so sticky same me anyway?”
“Hm... afraid you are lost again, hard to cope anyway,”
“Dih, am I fugitive about the story? I have a personal bodyguard,”
“But dong Rio, you are too positive thinking. You're my prisoner, right I said you're under police surveillance,”
Rio just sneered in response to Iptu Rayhan. “It looks like the police have no work until it has to start me personally,”
”Hush! I'm silent, noisy.”.
**
That night Rio was staring at the things in his rented house. He just stood in the middle of the room with his waist. Average is a memorabilia. All valuables have been seized by the KPK.
The map on the table is police data on his father's case.
Because it did not find any valuable objects that could be sold, so Rio busied himself to read through his father's files. Who knows, he might learn a lesson from there. Let's just say that reading a crime novel with its object is its father.
Indeed, his father's smell is used as a learning material for his own son. But for now there's nothing he can do.
After about two hours he flipped through the file, Rio only understood the problem.
His father entered into an illegal land-selling syndicate. Because it is his position as one of the officials in the Land Agency, so he can know which locations can be used as money, and take care of as if the sales are legal.
This time his father was wrongly targeted, he played with an old conglomerate whose flight hours had already entered the area ‘belakang’. And damn, actually the one playing behind him was someone else. Rio's father was just following along. So the amount of funds that he embezzled was not so large as only about 700millions.
But the impact was huge on Rio. Had his father not killed himself, Rio would have been able to complain and ask for prayers from him. Or at least advice to find a job.
Having a family is much more able to give him the spirit of life than being alone.
Then... Rio remembered Graceful.
The reflexes he looked towards his waist.
Rio the kind who doesn't like physical relationships for too long. If with a fellow man, touched just a little he immediately emotions, he wants to make a fuss. Shaking hands for only a few seconds, it feels uncomfortable.
With women, he tried not too long. He's a bad boy, of course for the impingement he often deals with hired women. Often it is free because the woman is addicted first. It also avoids kissing, hugs, and intense things like that, of course, double safety. Anyway just come out, stay.
But with Grace, he didn't even want to leave.
Even though his waist was painful, even he was weak because his blood dripped continuously. But his mind focused on Graceful.
Looking at Grace who was compassionate to her, begging her not to go. Just like she was 10 years ago, crying asking her mother not to go. Go to the afterlife.
Don't go, mother...
Don't go, Rio...
“Why do people like to make me cry?” he lamented as he lit his cigarette and sat on the floor leaning against the wall.
Her lips were on the back of a cynical smile, her hands with cigarettes between her fingers covering her eyes. But. tears came down her cheeks.
Tears are tired.
**
Around midnight, his phone rang.
Unknown number.
Rio had not slept at that time, he was clearing his belongings to be picky to the garbage collector tomorrow, so as to earn extra money for daily meals.
He could have been the children of the rich, his habits while his father was still alive. His money he spent on mabok and wild racing betting. But if he does that now, it could be a ticket to be expelled from school sooner.
“Halo?” greet Rio.
“This is with Rio huh?” male voice. He seems to know this voice.
“Who is it?”
“I Banyu, his father Graceful. Rio-“
The voice was silent as it cut off the scream behind him.
The hysterical Graceful Voice.
“Rio, can you come here now? If you like,”
“Eh, yes Om, can. but rather long yes Om, because this hour public transportation rarely passes,”.
“Can't use a vehicle only?”
“My motorbike was seized yesterday by the police, I do not have money for online motorcycle ojek Om,”
“Your number is attached to the online ojek application is not?”
“Iya Om,”
“Om fill balance yes, you immediately order ojek online. If Om pick you up can be over time. Graceful from the shower, he said his body was very dirty. It's been three hours he took a shower, finally we had to forcefully scrape him, but he was hysterical.”
**
“Rio!! Rio!!” Gracefully ran over, forgetting about the towel that had fallen to the floor and directly splashing into the arms of Rio who had just set foot through the front door.
“Why are you going?! I woke up You are not there! You evil Rio!!” exclaim Anggun while crying roaring.
With such a noisy situation how could he explain the reason why he left? No one will hear. So he could only resign again his waist had to be pressed until his pain rose to the crown.
Rio looked at his surroundings, the ARTs of the house were gathered in a jaded state, the condition of the house was a mess. Looks like Graceful just went berserk.
Anggun Jang's swallow body was still wet, seeping into Rio's clothes. The marble floor in front of him was also full of water.
Messed up.
“Hey, Ice Queen. Pity your father lo...” sis Rio while stroking Anggun hair that is still moist.
“You weren't there just now. Then I felt really dirty. Like my body stinks and is full of mud! I can even smell alcohol and cigarette smoke on my body!”
“That's the memory of the past lo,”
Not until Rio finished his sentence, Anggun moved away while frowning, “You smell of cigarettes,”
“Iya just smoked at home,”
Then Anggun leaned over his body while sniffing Rio's body. “But the smell is the same as them,”
“They have been twisted, mixed with illegal powder as well. Yes definitely different smell.”
“You're better..” Gracefully hugged Rio back while sticking her nose on Rio's neck.
“Bau sweat is said to be good, ngaco lu ah,” Rio slightly pushed Anggun because Mr. Banyu's gaze was already very sharp on him. His daughter showed very vulgar physical contact in front of her own eyes, obviously the atmosphere became very careless.
“Contented,” muttered Anggun while twitching very tightly on Rio's body.
“Pake shirt first, ntar in the wind.” Rio finally carried Anggun's body and walked into the girl's room while having Pak Banyu accompany him to dispel the misunderstanding.
