The Horizon Boundaries

Ch.25 Making the Calculation

Maisa came home with a disheveled face, messy hair, and a dirty shirt. His hand was carrying a plastic bag with a dirty shirt. Next to him was Ken. Bi Tary greeted him, her facial water panicked.

"Ouch, Non. How dirty is this?"

"It's okay, Bi. It fell down."

"Thank God then. Here Auntie bring her clothes." Bi Tari grabbed the plastic bag in her hand and entered first.

Ken took both hands. Ruffling her hair, kissing her forehead softly. "I'll go home first, yeah."

Maisa nodded, the tip of her left finger touching the forehead. Waving his right hand at Ken.

"Be careful on the road, brother."

He threw his body into bed after cleaning himself. He took a picture of his family when he was a child. He hugged the photo with an affectionate hug.

“Come spirit, Sa. Initially it was difficult but rest assured later will come happy time.”

Maisa hurriedly got up from her sleep. Working out his routine of cooking with a feeling of passion. Kio and Mr. Chandra come home tonight. Do not forget to make coffee for his father, and Bi Tari who deliver. He's got a prick with Mr. Mamat in the kitchen.

“Neng oruh why never get along with Mr and Aa? You are one family,” Tanya Mr. Mamat with his thick Sundanese accent.

Maisa smiled bitterly, “It's okay, sir! Yes it is natural that there is a problem in the family.”

“But Neng isn't sad? If Kang Mamatlai, Neng often dikeki with Mr and Aa?”

“Sure there, Kang. Yes hopefully later Papa and Ka Kio will be better with Maisa.”

"Amen!"

Maisa was a little moved. It turns out that there are still people who worry about him in this house even though it is only Bi Tari and Mr. Mamat. Maisa feels lucky to have them. At least Maisa wasn't too sad.

His hand plays the pen, occasionally biting it. He did his college assignment for a while and read and completed the lecture notes today. Finished with his assignment, he opened a diary and began writing. A minute later he closed it, put it in the drawer. His feet were walking towards the balcony. Maisa looked at the twinkling lights, occasionally there were cars and motorcycles passing on the front road of the house. The sky looks dark. Looks like it's gonna rain tonight. A fairly strong wind caressed her short hair.

He took a long breath. His eyes were still enjoying the night wind. A cold wind passed through his skin. “Stay spirit! Tomorrow awaits you.”

The morning was so cold. Since the night of heavy rain to hit the earth. Maisa is still asleep under the blanket. The clock rang, his hands lazily turning it off. His feet kicked at the blanket, his hairline stood up like a lion's mane. Maisa's Sunday is not busy. Sitting in the garden begins his painting activities. Paint slaked onto canvas. An abstract painting that has meaning to itself. All of his feelings were poured into the canvas.

Mr. Chandra who has no busy attention to Maisa from his study. He sighed. There was as much desire to approach him, chat, and joke with him. Mr. Chandra shook his head expelling his silly thoughts.

Where could I have approached the boy. The boy has taken something precious to me.

While Kio has darted away with his gang of friends. There's always a routine, that's the motto. Even if it is useful or not, he does not care. The three hang out at Caffe near Albert's photo studio.

Ken remembered something. A few days ago he accidentally passed by three women who were laughing, hearing their talk.

"I'm satisfied to have doused the girl with water. Who would dare to get close to our idol." Say straight-haired woman shoulder to shoulder.

Curly-haired girl friends also chimed in, "I also had time to sow flour."

"Feel that."

The three poked each other's arms, watching Ken walk over. Their faces blushed. One of them hit his friend on the shoulder, misbehaving.

"Hi, Brother."

Ken replied with a nod, leaving the three women hysterical behind him. It was bad to hear their conversation.

“Kok I noticed from earlier kok bengong only. Think what, you?” Erik patted his shoulder.

Ken shook his head, trying to dodge. This friend of his is sensitive as well. “I didn't think of anything, kok.”

“It looks like there's something with our pal, this. Don't think about Maisa anymore, huh? It turned out that the girl managed to melt the iceberg in your heart," Tukas Erik teased her again.

"Curtain! What's so interesting about that kid." Kio gritted annoyedly.

Ken glared at Kio. Erik chuckles at mediating the two before a fistfight. It seems that Kio is not aware that he is too overprotective of his sister.

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Maisa to the toilet after school. Spread out her umbrella just in case. Who knows if something is bothering him. And sure enough, there was watering a bucket of water and flour. The giggling sounds of some women were heard from outside.

Maisa snorted in annoyance, her lips blowing bangs on her forehead, opening the toilet door violently to the point of impact. After folding her umbrella, she came out looking for the culprit who was ruining her mood. This time I will make a calculation with them.

In the corner of the building were three girls laughing out loud. The short-haired burgundy girl cleaned her cardigan off white powder.

"I'm sure he must be soaking wet. Who told you to dare to approach Ken," said the curly-haired girl.

"Oh that's them." Both corners of Maisa's lips rose upwards forming a sneer peeking out from behind the building. His brain devised a plan of revenge.

"She's!" The voice of a familiar person in the ear called out his name.

"Oh... Brother Ken!"

Ken approached him with Kio who put up a nosebleed and Erik who always spread a smile. His eyes were fixed on a bottle of water in Ken's hands.

"I have a yes, brother. I'll change it."

"Make what?"

"There is!"

Maisa grabbed the bottle in Ken's hand. His hand reached into something in his bag. A purple marker. He took the contents, put them in a bottle, then shuffled them. Water color change purple. The grin is getting wider.

Erik grinned, "Something fishy. What do you want to do?"

"Make the calculation."

"Hoo... It can be."

Maisa approached the three women who were still cool haha hihi hihi. Maisa's feet pretended to stumble over something. His hand slashed the bottle, the water spurted watering the three girls.

The three screamed simultaneously, standing up to clean his clothes. The three of them glared at the sight of who was watering the water just now.

"You're on purpose, yeah." Burgundy haired girl screaming.

"Oh.... Sorry, Brother. Not intentionally." Maisa laughed a little.

"Well! Surely you want revenge because we were flush earlier, right?"

"Ah... So that brother doused me. But unfortunately it's not worth it." Maisa laughed mockingly.

The straight-haired girl looks so windy. He slams into Maisa, intending to pull her collar. Maisa dodged, not forgetting to deliberately raise her foot. The girl tripped on her feet, falling into the grass.

"Well, I fell down, brother."

The burgundy-haired girl slapped her slap, Maisa managed to dodge and hit the curly-haired girl.

"Friends don't slap each other. You're okay, right?"

The three screamed in annoyance. Maisa little jump left the three with a wide smile, her lips humming.

Erik held back a laugh at his silliness. Kio tried to put on a flat face. Ken approached the girl, pinched her cheek.

"Ouch... Ouch.... Sick, Brother!" Maisa held Ken's hand.

"good job. That's just my girl," whispered Ken into Maisa's ear.