
Back to a famous nightclub in Jakarta. Rayhan was gulping down his Brendly with excitement, no matter what kind of trouble that brought the man already came to this damned place even before the day completely changed for the night.
Rayhan gulped again a glass of his drink, since earlier he had been frustrated to hear his cell phone that always rings. I don't know how long the phone's been ringing, but Rayhan's intention was not to receive the incoming call.
Until finally, a hard punch on his boat from someone made Rayhan divert his attention from the flat object.
Rayhan cursed annoyed, when Candra appeared again behind him with a face ready to nag her at length.
"Rayhan stop!" Shouted Candra as her best friend reached for the glass to gulp down the drink again.
"What the hell lo?! Don't interrupt my hobby!" Rayhan shouted no less upset.
Candra shook her head, then massaged the base of her nose. He should not be inedible with emotion at the moment, there are more important things he has to say.
"Why call from me, Viona, Lisa don't you pick up?! Not even a phone from Roland to pick up?" Candra asked in a more friendly tone, she did not want to waste any time debating Rayhan.
"Gue isn't scary, and I don't want to be disturbed!" Rayhan managed to gulp back a bottle of his favorite Brandly.
"Better you go, don't bother me." Rayhan turned his head indifferently to Candra.
"Kayla! Kayla!" Shouted Candra while shaking her best friend's shoulder.
Rayhan chuckled cynically. "Why is that girl, huh? I don't care." Said later.
"KAYLA'S FATHER IS DEAD!" Rayhan who was gulping down his drink immediately choked upon hearing Candra's words spoken full of anger.
"What do you mean by Can? Did the ninja die?" Her question was in disbelief, after scattering the rest of the drink from her mouth.
Hmh! Candra screeched, so disgusted to see her current best friend.
"Java!" Rayhan jerked, then stood up with emotion.
"Lo said he didn't care, did he?! Yaudah please continue your drunkenness. This time I will not stop you. Please drink to your fullest and follow your own ego.. I'm really disappointed with Ray!" Candra left Rayhan in that godforsaken place. Really this time Candra was really disappointed in Rayhan.
The friend he used to be so proud of and a role model in his life, now turned into a loser who ran away from problems with drinks at night clubs.
As Rayhan sat back down, he still could not believe what he had just heard. She remembers how Kayla was still doing well, so why is she now suddenly getting word that the girl's father has died.
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Rayhan ran down the hospital corridor with the rest of his strength, with the man running and occasionally bumping into people who were walking. The smell of alcohol coming from his body was so stinging that some people who passed by him were annoyed.
The girl blinked and opened her eyes which were painful due to the bright lights in this room.
The first voice that entered his hearing was the sound of Ian crying bitterly beside the papa's gurney whose body was covered with white cloth.
"Come." The girl cried again, and rose from Lisa's lap to approach her brother.
Ian turned around, seeing his sister being limped walking towards him. Ian's cry stopped, he didn't want to show his weak side to Kayla. If he is weak then who else will strengthen Kayla in his life later.
"Wake up papa." Kayla cried again, approaching the body of the papa who had been covered in white cloth to cover her head.
"Papa does not want to wake up, maybe papa is angry with Kay. Brother please wake up papa yes, tell papa don't be mad at Kayla." The girl whined while crying so deeply in Ian's arms.
Everyone there felt how much suffering the brothers had experienced. Viona and Lisa have been crying in silence and hugging each other. Candra and Roland leaned against the corner of the room, they were struck but did not want to show any sadness.
Rayhan and Alex stood side by side, both of them just looking down unable to see how their loved ones were falling in the deepest trench. Inwardly eager to hold the girl in arms, but they realized. Who they are, even to just get close to Kayla, they feel they have no right.
"You stink of alcohol, do you drink?" Alex asked in a low voice, so that no one else could hear. Rayhan glanced at a glance, then melengos. He felt no obligation to answer Alex's questions.
"Don't deketin Kayla if you like to drink!"
"What right do you have to say that?! Lo who, can the uncertainty that can and should not deket him huh?" Rayhan was emotionally disturbed. His consciousness that was not yet fully returned, and seeing Kayla who was slumped made his emotions uncontrollable.
"Kayla does not like drunkards, if you do not believe please try." Alex muttered which provoked Rayhan's emotions.
But her second attention is diverted to the hysterical Kayla who has yet to accept her papa's death.
"Abang, let's wake up papa. She hasn't said welcome to Kay because of the late sleeping bang. Let's get up, papa, Kayla please!" The girl continued to whine while hitting Ian on the shoulder. But the man gave no response or answer, he just stared at his sister with watery eyes.
"Kaila. Istigfar deck, papa is not there. You have to accept the truth, papa's calm down there." Ian finally made a sound after trying to control himself.
"No! You can't say that, papa's still here. Papa is alive!" Kayla snapped in disbelief, she moved away from her brother's embrace. Then approached his papa body that had been stretched stiff with a cloth covering the entire body.
"Papa's awake." The girl hugged the stiff body of her papa. "Papa's awake! This is Kayla coming home for papa, making all Kayla's promises. Kayla will be a good and devoted child. Wake pah!" Lirih Kayla while pulling the hand of her father so that the man woke up from his eternal sleep.
"Quite Kayla!" Ian snapped while pushing his sister away from the gurney. "Papa doesn't exist. Papa is calm now, you must accept all of this!" Ian shook his sister's shoulder, hoping Kayla would gain consciousness and accept this harsh reality.
Kayla shook her head, her body and her wits refusing to believe this harsh reality. His head feels heavy, his legs are not able to support his weight. The girl collapsed losing consciousness, but before touching the floor of her body first on the deck of someone with a very pungent aroma of alcohol.
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