
NIT NIT..
The sound of an electrocardiograph machine monitoring the heart rate. Alex is not yet human. Nadir decided to ditch. She's worried about her boyfriend Alex.
The infusion hose is still embedded in Alex's hand, along with the oxygen supply. Every few hours the nurse controls her condition. Fruits and food are still neatly arranged on the table, no one has eaten. Nadir refused to open it. Because he knew it was supposed to be for Alex not himself.
Nadir opened the window of the room and threw the curtains to the side. Let fresh air into the room. His eyes looked at the beauty of the sky in the morning today a little cloud, not too bright either. Only in clear blue. Enveloping a tall building in the city of Jakarta, slowly the light shone from behind it.
The guilt-filled heart believes itself to be the cause until it happens this badly. The situation that had previously been complicated, was now increasingly chaotic. Alex's injury can trigger something bigger, if the organization moves along. Alex used to protect her when she was injured, Nadir thinks it's time to return the favor.
Bringing him into the past when everyone has not been anyone.
"Lu want to show off if you're the coolest here!?" Said a girl cursing.
"I'm the only one I can do." Reply Nadir.
"You don't want to be so low." Said another girl. "More tau nyebelin."
At the beginning of High School, Nadir had difficulty socializing with other students. He's a loner, at least more comfortable like that. Presentation tasks today. The best value was given to Nadir.
"Lu want to pinter alone? What about the others?"
"Nggk likes to share your cheats, stingy chicks!"
Doubt yourself. About the mistakes he made. Thinking about everything they said made Nadir's brain want to explode at any moment. Even when pensive what they say always ring in meaningless silence. Whispers disturbed him in every breath.
Wet garbage filled his bag every day. Nadir moaned in tears every time he tidied it.
Waking up in the morning feels so heavy, hoping for time to pass quickly at school, always thinking that this day is quickly finished, before going to bed must cry for hours, a nightmare that wakes up in the middle of sleep. Inner torment. Feeling that life is no longer meaningful because it considers itself to be non-existent, just a beginning.
Nadir is well-built and tall, his body is also Ideal. His face is not white but attractive and not boring, so the art teacher chose him to play a princess in one of the musical theaters.
She dresses in white with a long skirt like a real princess from a fairy tale. His forehead shone with a semi-circular crown that was connected between the hair, very suitable for Nadir. Dancing with the rhythm of music that compensates there are also some conversations that He has memorized day and night. Until a prince was present to end the drama, closed with a happy story.
But all was not as expected.
Confession, praise, and acceptance.
None of that exists.
They cheer. But not for Nadir's performance. That's a diatribe, a rant that shouldn't come out of a girl's mouth.
"Lu ain't no princess!"
"Lu burik!"
"Lu fales' voice!"
The words of the people possessed Nadir's mind. Showing who he is does not make him acceptable. He regretted having to finish the stage. So he ran to the backstage locker room and cried without making a sound. Just tears, really! It was just tears that were dripping without a sound. Not heard even a little. Shut your mouth so tightly. A sigh of restraining the overflowing emotions from the tightness of his chest.
"Lu why?"
Nadir turned his head up with mascara that was washed away by tears.
That was the first day I met Alex. Someone who can accept it. His dim eyes shone again. Because Alex heard all his complaints, making him feel like he wasn't fighting alone. Because they shared stories together.
She feels much better than before.
"Maybe a guy as handsome as Alex would like a girl***** that." Whispering sounds in the corridor.
Nadir walked to the cafeteria with Alex beside him.
"Mugkin's just for toys." Answer the friend guessing.
Alex stopped hearing that. "Lu was talking weird again. Cave burn your mouth!"
Nadir clasped Alex's arm.
"It's normal times. How dare you be a girl." Said a gossip girl after it passed away.
Nadir smiled feeling safe.
The brighter the light, the darker the shadow. The more it glows, the more it dislikes. Being popular is a gift, as well as a curse that comes together.
One day after school it rained heavily. Nadir at school wants to pass him to go home. So he reached into his backpack. Take a folding umbrella. He pulled her to open the umbrella.
He was sad to realize the umbrella had been hollowed out by an unknown person. He had to wait a little longer for the rain to stop.
Suddenly the rain stopped around him with an approaching shadow.
"You together?" That's Alex.
Nadir nodded happily.
They held each other's shoulders closer, grasped the handle of the umbrella, ran small through the rain with laughter.
But all that changes, when Laras, Alex's brother, leaves for good. The only family he has. The one who financed him to go to school had given Alex deep wounds.
Alex was buried crying for hours in the rain, falling asleep there.
Never thought it would happen to him. Her brother was picked up early by the God of the Creator of Heaven and Earth. Unable to withstand the sharp thorns that drew his chest, became living thorns in the flesh that reminded the wound of every move wherever He went.
Regrets did not arrive early. Just scared. The fear of loss. But never ready for when that happens. That regret will forever be broken. Things that cannot be changed forever.
Since then, Alex often skipped school, drunk, ran out of money to eat, Nadir could only help a little.
A loving Alex in the eyes of Nadir, now turned into a light-handed man who is unable to control himself. Nadir was quite surprised to find the first slap on his cheek. But he believes that the loving Alex is still there, Nadir believes Alex is just being upset.
But no, it becomes a habit.
Nadir believes he can change Alex as before.
Alex beat up every guy that sucks in his opinion. Leading him to the throne of this school became a higher-up. And also to get money from there.
His fingers trembled, his eyelids twitching slowly open. Consciousness calls him from deep sleep, forcing him to return to face reality.
Alex wakes.
***
"Now your bag." Baskara held out her bag. "Why do you live on the street?"
Wijaya was silent for a moment thinking how to explain the events that had happened to him.
"Sorry cave, Jay." Baskara was actually confused as to what to respond after Wijaya explained everything. "Because the cave is interfering with your business so be this."
"Not that, Bas. Then the cave that nelfon you malem it." Wijaya tried to calm down. "We now understand the situation better."
"I mean you?"
"Yes, besides the misgivings, because our school has many enemies from other schools." Wijaya explained again. "Now we are the target of our own school officials, who are supposed to protect us."
"All wrong cave, Jay. The cave has to ask for ma-"
"Bas! The cave." Sela Wijaya's. "Lu don't need to do that. You're on the right side."
"How's the cave supposed to be?"
"Stay convinced of something you think is right. That's enough."
"Gua's worried they're chasing you again, Jay."
"Lu have no problem worrying about that." Wijaya answered that straightforwardly. He believed the protection of the mysterious person was enough to make him relieved. Like an invisible shield.
***
...[.I see your eyes again...
...Who saw me as sincere...
...Warmth infiltrated...
...Towards a dry heart]...
...[.You're withholding all freedom...
...Be able to stand up and step...
...Warming up with me]...
...[.Your eyes are like a blue ocean...
...Which does not end...
...Like kindness...
...Who can accept me]...
...[.Leave those shackles...
...Grab your freedom...
...With me you can...
...Choose what you like]...
Clapping rumbles broke for tonight's appearance. The melodious sound of melody accompanied by his guitar passages captured the hearts of many people. Baskara is not wrong to choose people to appear in his style. Makes it more crowded, under the flickering lights.
[*Note: The lyrics of the song listed are original works by the author.]
He had finished his appearance, rushing to greet his friends.
There was Lala at the table, he was present with Alvin who drove him. Meanwhile, Baskara is still focused on making orders that are increasingly piling up.
"Know, Mel. It's Alvin." Lala took turns introducing "Alvin, this is my friend Melody."
"We met once at the reception."
"Iy-yeah really twice the same time you bonyok."
"Huh? How know?"
Silent.
"The one that bopong you in my car is Melody." Lala explained while laughing.
"Don't talk about it."
Alvin clumsily doesn't understand.
"By the way, how can you start working here? Said this barista shop is also our school student huh?" Ask Lala to switch the topic.
"Yes his name, Baskara. One of our forces in the other class." Melody continued to briefly explain how she met Baskara to be able to work here.
Alvin just listened without commenting.
"That guy's wearing a black apron." His eyes turned to someone who was concocting coffee behind the espresso machine.
"You familiar?" Ask Lala.
"He's a student whose video went viral, right?"
"meaning?"
Melody and Lala did not understand.
Alvin checked his hape. then showed a viral cctv recording on social media.
"According to his report he was gang-raped by about five people. But got away. It happened at Manggarai Station."
They both watched the video. Watch the fight that happened there.
"According to the cave he was strong enough to be able to fight five people at once."
Footsteps approaching amid boisterous customers, not just one person.
Approaching Lala's desk.
"Balikin hape the cave." Said the man behind Melody. "Lu took it, didn't he?"
Those who had been focused on seeing the video show now turned at the same time towards Keni.
"You mean what?" Ask Melody ketus.
"Gua doesn't want to say much. The cave just needs to have a cave back."
Keni and his men surrounded Lala's desk, which was in the outdoor area under decorative lights.
Melody wondered why the higher-ups of the school organization were here.
"Eh, that pretentious brat is here too." Sapa Keni sneered. "Saranin's cave this time you're not gonna interfere."
Alvin was upset. Reminds him of the bullying he did to Lala some time ago. If only Keni did anything, he would not hesitate to beat him here, even though he was escorted by many men. He also began to guess, what this has to do with what happened at the hotel yesterday.
Lala walked away from the table without saying anything.
Keni tries to catch up, but Melody and Alvin put up a body for Lala.
Keni's men pull each one of them to pave the way for Alvin to act. Again driven by Keni's men. There was a fight between Melody and Alvin against Keni's men.
Keni grabbed Lala's hand.
SETTLE UP!! BRUK!!
Instantly someone slammed into Keni's body before touching Lala. Because that voice made all eyes turn to him, Baskara.
Even to the point of making Alvin stop the fight.
Melody was amazed to see Baskara's steadfast back save her best friend. It occurred to a belief that the person in front of him was able to change the lives of those around him, emitting a different aura.
Baskara twisted Keni's hand before finally slamming her. Now his hands are behind the body with the position of the face down depressed by the onslaught of Baskara's body on top of it locks.
"Lu if you make a mess here, the cave is not reluctant to beat you."
"Sick bastard!"
"Now you say all your friends make you leave. Or break your hand cave."
All eyes are still glued. After seeing it makes Alvin convinced that Baskara is not a person who can be underestimated.
Seeing the unfortunate situation Keni pulled back all his men. Because he did not go with Rengga. He should be more careful. Realizing yourself can be a top of the organization not because He is strong. But because of Rengga.
"Drop!"
***
[Golden Eagle disciple Biodata
Name: Kemal Putra aka Kimon
Age: 16 years
Height: 166 cm
Weight Loss: 74 kilograms
Address: *disguised*
St.]
Photos and other captions are contained in Wijaya's paper, which he obtained after hacking school data.
His eyes were still on his computer screen. The screen showed an article about the news of the slain Golden Eagle disciple some time ago.
Wijaya also noticed the photo of his phone from the phone given by Baskara. He drew a line from the data obtained into a reasonable information.
A few things could bring the case to light.
***