Wild

HEADQUARTERS

"Udah, enough!" exclaiming Alya held back the hand of Olivia who was about to add rice to her dinner plate.

"Loh why? Eat you a little."

"I don't like rice."

"Here all the rice, where are you eating what stones?" Bima spoke with a flat face.

"Yes, why!" reply Alya is sorry.

Olivia laughed a little. He pulled Bima's ear until it turned red.

"Aaaa. hurts, ma!" bima Jerrit. Wiping her ears when Olivia finished fretting. Still safe, not yet gone.

"The hunt is consumed. Ntar mommy came out, yeah. Want karaokean same old friends."

"Ready, ma! Examples of this doctor santuy, hahaha." exclaimed Bima girang somehow. Maybe he became freer when at home there was no mother.

Alya chose to be quiet about the incident at the school earlier. He did not dare to tell anyone. After dinner, he watched television while opening the gadget.

Lots of messages from friends in London. They asked where Alya was suddenly missing. So busy chattingan, Alya did not care about the lit television.

"Alya wants to see what tv hp." reprimanded Olivia. She looks beautiful wearing a purple dress and a branded bag hanging on her arm.

"Eh, mama. Want to go now?" switching topics.

"Yes. You're at home with your brother, yeah."

"Gue's going out, ma." Bima emerged from the room with her left ear still red.

"Wih, beautiful young mama wearing purple clothes. Where's the widow again, ouch!" exclaimed the man ceplas-ceplos.

Alya slapped Bima's mouth. The guy pitted, glaring confusedly at Alya. "Opaansi lu!" tepiss.

"Don't talk." Alya glared back.

"What?" Bima is still unconscious.

"Udah is not papa. This mom loves the origin of ceplos. Let mama. iiihhh!" Olivia pulled back Bima's right ear until the guy screamed. Now both of his ears are red. So balanced. Alya held back a laugh.

"Where?" ask Olivia.

"A.anu. May, ma." Bima's answer made Alya surprised. He looked at Bima while frowning.

"Where are you going?" ask Olivia curiously.

Bima drew closer to Olivia's ear whispering something. Olivia frowned looking at Alya.

"What's he saying, ma?" ask Alya.

"Secret."

"You know dong, ma..." Alya whining.

"He said it was a secret."

"Mama is not good!"

"I mean mama, Bima said it was a secret, I mean."

"Ohh said dong from earlier."

"Your gate's crazy. Mama left first. You guys, if you want to come out careful. Don't come home, yeah. Watch out!"

They shook Olivia's hands in turn. The woman went downstairs leaving them.

"Mama be careful too!" alya half yelled.

"Awas on the front page is afraid of stumbling! The past humming!" yell Bima meledek.

Olivia's voice laughed down there.

"Lu change clothes there." tell Bima.

"Where are you going?"

"Udah. Just a few words, spiel."

Alya slackly entered the room. Open the wardrobe and look for clothes to wear. Long enough he stood in front of the closet, thinking about what clothes to wear. He ended up wearing black cargo pants and a pink sweater. Alya tidied her hair and clothes in front of the mirror. When he felt okay, he opened the door. Alya was shocked to see Bima standing there.

Bima looked at Alya from top to bottom. The look on his face changed.

"Next, what else?" Alya was confused looking at Bima's expression.

"Wait a moment." Bima ran to the room. He brought back a pair of neatly folded clothes.

"Nih use it." Bima handed me the shirt.

"What is this shirt? Why should I change?" Alya was a bit upset.

"Snap, I'll wait 5 minutes."

Alya was forced to obey Bima because he was also curious to be taken where. Alya went back into the room to put on the shirt.

"Why do you have a girl's shirt, huh?"

Alya laughs. It was a denim-made crop jacket with tight jeans torn at the knees. Alya rarely wore a suit like this before. He's a rich street thug. But looking around turned out to be cool too. Alya.

"Makeup!" bima was amazed to see her sister out of the room. He even wanted to admit that Alya was really beautiful. But only in the heart.

"Where are you going? Why should gini rich clothes?"

"Lu follow me."

Bima walked down the stairs followed by Alya in the back. Arriving in the courtyard Bima ride a large motorbike type CBR beloved.

"Wait what else, up."

Bima started the motor engine and then drove at medium speed. They stopped in front of a remote building. Buildings with black glass and walls full of pilox graffiti. Alya continued to follow where Bima was stepping. They entered the building.

Alya was shocked to see the entire room was filled with many guys. Some play poker, play games, play chess, and some are chatting while smoking. On average, they wear black leather jackets with the letter B, just like Bima was wearing.

"Assalamualaikum, my people!" bima's screams distract them.

"Waalaikumsalam, mr. ustad!" reply them in unison.

"Wiiih, the boss brought a girlfriend!" yell at one of them.

"That's Erik's name." Bima pointed at the person who just shouted. Alya just nodded. Confused as to how.

"Have my girl. It's my god!" Bima shouted back. "Call me Alya." he continued.

"Beautiful bye, I swear! Lu boong look out, Bim. Adek lu bule but you're not, hahahaha." exclaimed another one inviting their laughter.

"Well that's Nico" said Bima to Alya.

Alya still did not understand what he was brought to this place for. For what reason did Bima introduce his friends who are very much it. His brother was rich to make his own country.

"Well, I'm bule, nob!" Bima replied because she was laughed at.

"Do you have a father, bim?" nico yelled again to make them rowdy.

"Dark weeey! It's dark anjaay!"

"Which lamp is the lamp."

"Woi, I'm offended, goblokk!"

"Music?"

"Transfer... teret...explainlaah~.

Foggy soul... SIN!!" they sing together. Elevate the last word in the verse of the song Opik.

"Reality, guy!" balas Bima smiled bitterly.

"Rather than you don't have a punch!" someone gushed Nico. Everyone is laughing at that guy.

"Maha..."

"Do not enter the heart. It's common." Bima said to Alya. Again Alya could only nod.

Alya was astonished to hear their unnatural jokes. But he saw Bima as if not thinking too much about it. His brother even followed busy connecting.

"Would I take it home?" Nico asked again after the commotion subsided. His face looked serious this time.

"What?" balas Bima is confused.

"Your grandfather." Nico laughed with the others.

"Can't be. What the fuck!" bima was strict but also laughed.

"Pulp ajaa. How many? Eighty million what?" cetus Nico makes the atmosphere back rowdy. They cheered the guy.

The look on Alya's face seemed to say "Ogah" to Nico. He glanced at Bima who wrapped one arm around his shoulder. It was as if it was protecting his sister from those crocodiles.

"Boro-boro eighty million, buy 76 still owes." Erik.

"When do I owe you a try? Is there any evidence?" Nico who felt that not doing that was evasive.

"Dih, yesterday afternoon that you told me to buy cigarettes at the stall deket paddy field it was."

"And I said buyin 76 trus there's a change it's for you. Huuhhhh, given wages and even asked for your berampol." Nico looked up at Erik.

They laugh at Nico. The guy grinned while covering his face.

"Just can't. No one can mess with me. Once he blisters, solo my opponent." explained Bima. His face was half serious and half joking.

"Safe, boss, safe!" they shouted, giving a thumbs up.

Alya still doesn't understand all this. His eyes were wandering around sweeping the room. He saw a girl coming down the stairs. And most surprisingly, Alya knew the girl.

"Wanda!" call Alya reflex.

Yeah, that girl is Tomboy Wanda, her classmate. Wanda's makeup looks more striking than it was at school. The girl was wearing thick eyeliner and dark red lipstick that was so blushing. His dress also looks good. That's so cool! Wanda approached Alya with a small smile.

"You here?" ask Alya. His eyes seemed to ask for an explanation.

"Yeah, this is our base. Welcome dong!" wanda smiled back.

"What?"

"Eh, go play yuk." take Wanda. It attracts Alya to join the guys sitting on the couch. Playing playing cards. Actually Alya wanted to nolak but did not know how.

"Here you go, Al. Sit on my back." said Nico.

"Looking aside, this makes Alya sit tau!" he continued to push Erik who was sitting next to him.

"Apaansi." replied Erik.

"Surge, monkey. It's for Alya."

"Dih, the dream continues. I wouldn't want him to sit next to you. Stinky clack!" erik's spray made them all laugh. Nico throws a puffed up lip.

"Here join, boss!" Galang looked at Bima while patting the empty sofa next to her.

Bima sits joined. "You guys play, I'll see."

"Which bima wants to play boongan. You really played, huh, Bim?" ask Angga. The guy sipped his pitch-black coffee.

"No. I never." - Bima shook her head quickly.

"What time?"

"That's why you came home from England?" ask Galang. The guy looked at Alya glint, their eyes had met.

"Yes, but it's not the same for him." said Bima.

"Himself?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"None plane?"

"Get getek! Yes, wear it again."

"Buck!" exclaim Galang, Nico, Erik, and Angga together.

"Gede, too, your guts." Angga looked at Alya in admiration.

Alya simply raised an eyebrow while smiling a flash.

"You don't feel comfortable here, mending us upwards. Wanna?" Wanda advised.

Alya nodded. They took the wooden stairs to the second floor. After the stairs, there is a long hallway that is attached to each side of the shelf. The rack contained cool helmets, motor exhausts, pelks, and other motor objects that Alya did not know. There are also lots of cool jackets hanging there.

"Whose this belongs to?" alya asked touching the black racing jacket and pink shades.

"We sell everything online. If you like to take it." replied Wanda.

"Eh, no!" Alya stopped touching the jacket. He hid his hands behind his back.

"No papa, take it. Most of this business capital is Bima who loves."

"Is she?"

"He'em. Take it if you like that jacket. Or want this helmet? It's cool, youh." Wanda instead offers a free fullface helmet that costs maybe millions.

Alya shook her head quickly. "No! It's funny to look at the color of the jacket. Keep on getting stiff, hehe."

"Huhh, yaudah come in. It's hot in here."

They continued on the way out of the hallway. At the end, there was a large room. A gathering place maybe. Wide place. There is a television and a long sofa. In the other corner there is a small kitchen. The windows are big and the view outside is beautiful. In front of the window was a mini bar as well.

"Wow, this is amazing." murmured Alya. He was amazed by the luxury of that simple place. The girl circled around the place looking around.

"Here, Al." exclaimed Wanda working on something in the kitchenette.

Alya rushed over to Wanda and saw the greatness of her friend concocting coffee. It's like a barista in a cafe.

"Like coffee, right?" ask Wanda.

"Yeah, like."

"One cup for you." Wanda put down a cup of her concoction coffee.

"And one more cup for me. Yuk!"

Wanda turned on the AC and sat down at the mini bar. Alya join.

"Thanks coffee. It's so delicious!" exclaim Alya finished tasting. He inhales the aroma of Wanda's special concoction coffee. Alya likes that. It feels really creammy.

"It's better at the rich London Cafe." Wanda chuckles. He sipped his coffee a little and put the cup on the table.

They talked at length about Alya's life in London. After quite a while, Alya changed the subject.

"What base is this?" ask Alya. The question that haunted his head. He still doesn't understand about this place and the boys.

"Bima's Headquarters." Wanda answered, confusing Alya.

"Bima headquarters how does that mean? Who owns this base? What is this base for? And who are they?" alya asked.

Wanda exhaled softly. "Before, Bima gave up this headquarters for us together. So this is our base. We are all dead Bima, we also pledge allegiance to Bima Ardja."

Alya gawked with her eyes twitching. I still don't understand what the girl said.

"Abang lu's. He's a good man. He's rebuilding our spirit. He made us feel alive." added Wanda.

"You ask who they are, they're all brokenhome kids. There is not one of them whose parents are intact."

Alya nodded in understanding.

"We're all family. And Bima is the head of our family. We always killed him, but he never looked down on us even though he was more on top. Bima thinks we're all like one family."

"So..."

"Denger, not all bad things are in the figure of your brother. He's a good man to us, Al. Your brother is great." explains Wanda. His gaze glared far out the window. Staring at the metropolitan city at night.

Alya nodded. Now he understands enough. Bima is not a random person for them. He is a leader. That is the reason why Bima feared children in school. Finally some of the mystery about his brother has been solved.

They both fell silent. Alya drank the last sip of his coffee. His mind was still sinking about the figure of Bima.

"Yeah, go home."

The voice emerged from the doorway. He stood there with both hands in his pocket, and smiled towards Alya.

Alya looked at the brother. The girl developed lips, returning Bima's smile.

"Ciee.. at home, yes, here?" Bima Goda.

"Beautiful view. This place is cool, bang." Alya replied twinkling.

"Clearly, dong."

"When you come back here again, yeah bang."

"Get me ah."

"Come."

Bima chuckled softly. "Handler."

"Aren't you afraid of them?" tanyakanya.

"You mean those guys?"

Bima nodded.

"What's afraid, there will be a brother who keeps watch." replied Alya made Bima laugh.

"Kok pede really lu." said Bima.

"Belgroff." Alya got up and took a break to return to Wanda.

"Wouldn't sleep here?" ask Wanda.

"Other times, yes." replied Alya while glancing at the watch. It was almost twelve o'clock at night.

"Tomorrow Sunday, holiday."

"Now, Nda. Wanted to smoky." Bima.

"I go home first yes, Nda." said Alya while approaching Bima. He waved his hand before disappearing from the room.

"Be careful." replied Wanda half yelling.