SUDDEN INDIGO

01. DANIAL WIRAWAN

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DANIAL WIRAWAN is busy arranging so that it looks even kece. However, she felt she had to stand out among her other school friends. After putting on the uniform, the man then applied the gel on the palm of his hand and tidied his hair with a comb.

"Lo whose kid is it? how handsome to miss!" the man praised himself through the reflection of the glass stuck in his wardrobe. As it was his habit that the man would linger in front of the mirror, not infrequently he even boasted admiring his good looks.

His school uniform is seen to press his athletic body so that it looks clearly his muscles are of course sturdy. His age may still be in a matter of dozens, but if asked about the muscles most likely he will answer from badminton training.

Not a new problem, Danial has been in the badminton club for a long time. The man even won several tournaments conducted between schools.

"His handsome man," the man murmured closer his face to the mirror.

Before reaching for the backpack, Danial first grabbed his denim jacket that was draped behind the bedroom door. Only then did the man take the backpack from under the bed and then put it on his back.

"When the child wants to change," the sentence accompanies Danial's steps as he descends the stairs.

"Why Mah?" ask Danial.

"Pake asked why else, see your shirt feet why outside?" Linda clucked at the foot of her son's shirt not where she should be.

"It's called gaul Mah" Danial said. "Eh ombuun Mah," continued Danial grimaced as his ears were ripped off by his mother.

"Not clothes!" get Linda to threaten.

"But Mah" Danial continued.

"No buts," the owner of the heavy voice clearly took notice. Linda and Danial who had been arguing in front of the stairs began to focus their attention on him. Danial found the father standing in a full-fledged office suit.

"What's in your pocket?" The hero fixed the position of his glasses that slightly darted from the place it should be. He was interested in knowing what was in his son's pocket. I thought it was a box of cigarettes.

"Hape Pah," Danial answered quickly, and it made the Hero even more suspicious. It was too easy for him to read his son's body language while hiding something.

"Love to Papa now? Papa also knows where the cell phone is, where the cigarette is," Wira's hand is outstretched showing her palm. He asked for what he believed to be a box of cigarettes.

Danial cleared up, he should have hidden the thing to the safest place. If it was discovered this way, the consequences would be fatal. Danial was very confident that his father would cut his allowance by fifty percent.

"Let's hurry!!!" the bill is certainly with a firm voice.

"Yes Pah, be patient" Danial said. Raut did not like to be shown when his hand gave a box of cigarettes to his father's hand.

Forcibly taking the cigarette, Wira then squeezed it. "Papa has forbidden you to smoke. Why is it still being done?" An emotional hero is demanding answers to his questions.

It feels like the level of emotion in the Hero is getting more turbulent. It was very unsatisfied to hear the answer from his son. Throwing a cigarette in his hand, the woman raised the corner of her lips, "It's not a matter of Danial's price! The main problem is in your health."

"But Danial is still in good health, Pah" Danial quibbled.

"Now yes, but in the next few years can you guarantee your body stays healthy? Think about your future! Think your children will have a sickly father at a young age."

Danial silently watched.

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The petriarch's BAU bursts into her sense of smell as Danial opens her door. Going forward a few steps before looking up at the sky, the man found a sign that the atmosphere of the sky was already somewhat lightening than before. The rain was no longer heavy and the black clouds were no longer visible.

Ck! Danial clucked more toward the back.

Danial's upset feelings became more apparent as the man walked into his garage. Because his keeledor store cigarette boxes carelessly so he had to bear the consequences of cutting pocket money up to fifty percent.

It is not easy to let go, considering that the pocket money that was cut was too much. If spent peeking in the canteen, classmate auto bloated his stomach.

"Argggh," Danial groaned and then put his full-face helmet over his head.

Usually Danial will long heat his motorbike but today he only takes a minute before he rides and then drives his motorbike to split the highway.

The atmosphere that is stretch makes the man with full face helmet more flexible in plugging the motor gas he uses. Some vehicles with young overtaken.

His hand was quite strong in the steering wheel. As if not satisfied with the current pace of the bike, the man then added. As a result, his actions made the speed of the motor faster than before.

Until when a cat from the left cuts its way. It made Danial stunned and displayed a look of panic. Of course so because the next action will be related to his life and death.

Trying to dodge, the man directly pointed his steering wheel towards the left. The bike hit the sidewalk and resulted in the loss of control of the driver.

"YYYYYY!" the screeches were a form of reflex as he began to feel out of control. There was nothing he could do but allow that fate to happen.

The man's body is weak in the streets. It felt like the organs in his body had been ruffled leaving their proper place. He was very sure if his consciousness had not disappeared completely, but strange because the eyeball that usually serves to see only leaves a black shadow and also pain.

In the remnants of his strength Danial tried to raise his hand, but heavy. There is nothing he can do but grimace withstanding the pain in the eyes and the rest of the body.

Not knowing why but his consciousness suddenly decreased, the sound of the crowd became faint before finally disappearing completely. Now Danial is unconscious.

...~To be Continued~...

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