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meet in the park

haloo guyssss sorry if there is a little violence do not be surprised tahhh don't forget his voice

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'it is true, said people there are no unlucky days in the calendar, but why do my days always fall into misfortune?, why should I be born in this family, why should I be born in this family, which even they don't want to accept me as his son!' I said lirih

"They don't want to accept you, maybe they're just prestige with you because you're golden in the family" said someone from behind me, sounding like a man's voice, but my gaze kept on the front without looking back.

"the flowers are pretty?oh yeah how did you get here alone you weren't afraid if someone was bothering you?"ask her

"they won't bother him because we're friends, and why did you come here? ask me curious

"i just want to come here, oh yeah whose name, it's very awkward not to call a name"

"Kaila"

"oh Kayla, I call Kenzo, I have to go home now it's late afternoon, aren't you being sought by your parents?"

"have you come home later sought by your parents pity they wait for your presence"

"you're Kay first"

"yes"

'in fact, someone who came to my life is just a passing cast to calm my mind' said I lirih

after Ken's departure, Kayla immediately returned home, the house whose contents were only covered by cold, Scattered Sounds and shards of goods.

in that house there is my body but my soul is no longer in that house.the house that always makes me tormented only by the words of those who hurl at me

Until in front of the main door was heard the sound of their laughter.I passed by those in the living room without burning and turned his head.

it's been a normal thing for me, going on vacation without me, shopping, staple all the activities they do all without me, I'm also not hard to leave the moment, it's not, because if I go with those who are there only I'm humiliated.

I went to the room and cleaned myself before magrib. there was a knock on my door, then I opened it turns out that came my aunt.

"yes non, this aunty there sweet martabak same slurry same milk as well, definitely non like, eaten yes, do not envy them, no there is still an aunt here ya" my aunt tried to calm me down

"yes, by the way who bought his martabak bi,"

"mang Bejo is a non aunty name can ride a motorcycle mah far away"

"ohh, ati eat with bi!" take me to eat together

"aunty had eaten earlier with mang Bejo already this for non aja, aunty wants to go down, fearing his aunt will be fired again lam long here, later if aunt fired who became her friend no again, right?"

"hehehe yes Mom thanks ya bi!"

"yes, I've got aunt out first"

it turns out there is still a good thing with me, even better than I imagined. I immediately finish it off, before dad comes to my room to give me food, (give me food?) it's like feeding an animal.

it's already half nine but father has not been to my room usually he comes at this hour to get his leftovers for me, let the most important rest I still given a place to stay, if I don't live here, where will I go?

"Kyla!" the sound of a baritone that I was very familiar with echoed in my hearing.

"yes yeah?"

"why is your value so ugly!! very far when compared to Kaka and your sister" he snapped

"it's already good well the value with the number 9 is including good even many of my classmates who get below me" said I ventured.

"IS 9 GOOD? THAT'S UGLY KAYLA, 100 IS GOOD!!" he said by pushing me until I fell on the floor, without his heart my father grabbed my hair until the position of my head looked up at his eyes

"to this day you can't get rations from me, and now you go to my study and you will do the usual punishment" she said, suppressing her every word.

"WHY JUST ME WELL, WHY DON'T THE TWO OF THEM EVER GET THE SAME PUNISHMENT AS ME IF THEIR GRADES ARE UGLY!!! WHY IS IT JUST ME" I snapped with a vague roar, because I couldn't hold back my emotions in every situation like this

"WHAT DID YOU SAY KAYLA!!! SPEAK BEFORE ME NOW LOUDLY" her remark by pulling back my hair.