
The turmoil in Nana's heart seems to have begun to die because of the cold ice cream that he devoured with Raka. Although He has not been able to forget what He has seen, yet He has been able to determine how He will respond to this the next. This was the first time He experienced such betrayal when he just felt sorry for the person who betrayed.
You think I'm going to suffer for your betrayal. Huh ! Don't expect !!!
Not only do you men in this world know ! Lost one grows a thousand.
" Bulek, Naannaa !!! "
" Hey ! Aye." Yeah." Nana closed both ears that felt buzzing because of Raka's scream.
" Why do you have to scream anyway, Dek?"
" Yes, Bulek was called in!"
Either because of Nana's busy mind or because her hearing is disturbed by the sound of the sound system on the entertainment stage. Or because Raka's voice is too soft when calling Nana. Clearly, Nana did not hear the call from Raka.
" What is it? Hehe."
" yes. Think Zen Paklek? Oh, my shit." Raka pointed her index finger, like volunteering to give an answer. The answer Nana did not expect.
" Hieh. No, it doesn't matter !" Nana's speech is full of steadiness.
" To Dad yuk, Bulek." After being satisfied with the ice cream, the gift he requested from Nana. Raka just remembered her father.
Be present ! What if he still has? But pity this son of a man, again want to see his Father. Nana weighs between her interests and Raka's.
Finally Nana chose to focus on the interests of Raka. Then take him back to the place where they parked the boat, to find the Word. Because his conscience says, He must not be selfish to Raka who wants to meet his father. Because he is still a child and also does not know about the problems that He is experiencing now.
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" Packlek..." Raka called Zen whom he saw in the middle of his journey, carrying an item in one of his hands.
Raka took off her hand grip from Nana. Then ran over to Zen who did not hear his call, because it was a bit far away from him.
" Who is Raka the same?" Zen was shocked to see Raka appear before him.
" Same with Nana's Bulek." Raka pointed to the whereabouts of Nana who was still standing in the same place as she let go of her arm. " Pakelek, Paklek, here don't tell."
" What?" Zen ducked, because Raka wanted to whisper in his ear.
" So Bulek Nana was crying you know, his legs hurt again."
Getting a whisper from Raka, Zen's eyes fixedly stared towards Nana who was walking towards Raka.
" Dec, let's say he's looking for Dad." Nana grabs Raka's hand to pull her away from Zen. However Zen prevents Nana's actions by holding Raka's other hand.
" Mum, are your legs still hurting?" Zen was really worried about Nana. Seeing how to walk up to Raka, also not as usual.
" Not to be so attentive." Nana puts emphasis on each word.
" Here take care of your new boyfriend! Don't care about me anymore." Nana turns over and takes Raka away.
" Why is that it, Mum?" Zen grabbed Nana's hand, asking for an explanation for her words. " Mum, what does that mean?" Zen asked again because Nana was still silent. And try to let go of Zen's hand.
" Mas Zen, come here for a second." Shouted one of his friends who was also wearing the same t-shirt that Zen was wearing.
" Yes, just a moment." Zen shouted back. " Mom." Zen still clutched Nana's hand.
" Detachable. It hurts." But Zen still did not want to let go of Nana's hand.
Zen is the type of person who if he has a problem in mind, he will have difficulty thinking or doing other things. Therefore, he will continue to pursue the solution until the wedge disappears.
" Mas Zen, spit !" Voices from other friends who also need help.
Zen's head felt hot, and was unable to divide its concentration anymore. He chose to focus on Nana first, because the biggest problem is now ahead.
" What? You think I just didn't see you being so affectionate with the girls on the boat. Don't pretend to forget. I know you !" Instantly Zen was sculpting, his grip on Nana's hand became slack.
Nana did not waste the opportunity to leave Zen still silent on the spot. Again Nana's tears fell, and again caused by her feelings for Zen. I don't know how many tears He let out, even though only a moment He set foot on this island. But this time there was some relief in his heart.