Basque : Liberation
Chapter 7; Meeting.

Tossy.

"Aww.." Nadir held back the pain.

"Hold it, yeah." Wijaya held a cotton swab that had been given alcohol, wiping the blisters on Nadir's knee.

Of course, his bruises also began to hurt all over the body.

"How are you?"

"I gapapa. The important thing is to take care of your wounds first. You've had a hard way."

Wijaya unrolled the gauze, cut it together with the adhesive, glued it to seal Nadir's wound temporarily.

"You can recover."

"It's okay. I just scuffed a little bit. Your bruises are severe let me see." Nadir was worried.

"But you stand up hard. Especially to be active. I'm taking care of you here, yeah."

Nadir was sad. Bothering others to take care of him made him indebted. And returning the favor is not easy. But he tried to agree. "okkey. But I want to take care of you too. We can take care of each other. Take off your shirt now let me see."

Wijaya flipped her body open her shirt.

Nadir provides pain relief adhesive in the bruised part of the blue. He wants to take care of his underclassman as well to make up for his guilt that may not be worth what happened.

***

The unconscious Alex is carried to the Golden Eagle headquarters. Some parts of his joints were injured, lucky he's alive. Remembering after falling from a height of five meters is not something that can be underestimated.

"Alex why?" Pras frowned in disbelief. Seeing the situation of his friend, of course, he felt concerned. Although a bit taut, they are still fellow officials. And also Pras' responsibility as a security team ensures the origin of the threat.

"Biantem, Bang. At the station."

Fara who is playing the rapes is disturbed. Get him to approach them.

"Who's the guy?"

"Murid first class, Bang. We don't know his name."

"The conditions are battered like this." Sela Fara is worried. "Bring to the cave room. Let's take care of the cave."

Hearing that, they held Alex in the medical room. It is not complete equipment. But it is enough to take care of the injured person after a fight.

As the head of the medical team in the organization Fara is in charge of handling things like this. Usually only treat students who are injured due to being bullied, some are also because they are blocked by other schools.

After looking at Alex's body. He wiped the blood, plastered the blisters, first aid that could be given.

"Where, Far. Alex's condition?" Pras asked.

"So bad, Pras. Some of the joints turn blue as well as the back, and head. There may be cracked bones, but no dislocation after the cave. But it still has to be taken."

"What do we have to do?"

"Pras, you readyin wood, cloth, same ice cubes. We have to do something."

Pras looking for items needed Fara in the warehouse. Then, take them one by one.

After Pras helped do the splinting. Fara wrapped the ice cubes in a towel and then, attached to the bruised part of the ribs and both arms that she suspected had nerve inflammation. It does it to reduce the swelling and relieve pain.

"We need to report to the chairman, Pras?"

"Dear. Let the cave take care of."

***

Nadir opened his eyes. He woke up on a bed of shaved mattresses. He laughed as he rubbed his eyes.

He threw a blanket over him. Stepping to the sink as much as possible and then washing his face with water.

Door creaking. "I'm ready for breakfast for you. Let's eat together."

Nadir. Smilingly.

Wijaya. "I helped you walk."

"Father. I can walk on my own, Jay."

"Step-"

"I'll try first." Forever.

Nadir tried to walk to the dining table. Although a little pushy but seems to be better. Wijaya guarded behind him if only Nadir fell.

They had breakfast along with omelet rice and fried tempeh.

"I want to see Alex." Said Nadir suddenly. "Semalem Fara nelfon me."

Wijaya looked confused. "After what he did. You still worried about Bang Alex?"

"You don't understand."

"Where does that mean?"

"I want to look at Alex." Rigorously. "Thank you for taking care of me."

"Yes, fix your condition. Let me take ya."

"I gapapa. Fara's gonna pick me up here."

Wijaya sighed. Can't hold Nadir back from leaving.

***

Hospitals.

Alex's condition is still not awake from his sleep. Last night they decided to take her to a nearby hospital. Sure enough the analysis from Fara about everything, lucky still had time to be given first aid properly. All the bones in Alex's body have been ronsen, no dislocations, only cracks in some parts. He is now being treated in the emergency department. With the additional supply of oxygen nosed and infusion in hand to meet Alex's body fluids, as well as electrolytes.

Pras still can't believe what happened to his friend Alex. He knew Alex wasn't that weak. Never happened like this.

Alex was surrounded by men every time he went. Pras compares with himself who prefers to work alone. How strong was the first-grade student who fought with Alex? Is he capable if he has to face one on one?

He huffed while looking after his friend all night. Feeling worried too because it has not been rumored until this morning.

Hape rings.

[Fara incoming call]

"Other gua on the road. Yes clash." Voice at the end of the phone.

"It's kalem aja. But Alex hasn't been conscious yet, Far."

"Jaudah is not to be disturbed, do not be built. The cave pick up Nadir all over."

"Ohh okay.. Careful."

"Bye. cave close ya."

Phone's over.

Fara promised to take turns looking after Alex this morning. Considering his pretty bad injury. Although now it has been infused. They think someone should take care of them, if they need anything.

***

"Lo why the hell still survive with that rich rough guy?"

"Because I love Alex."

Fara rolled her eyes.

"Lu nyiain your life time know ga."

Blablablablla

While continuing to babble. Nadir chose silence not to hear the babbling of his friend. He was more worried about his girlfriend. He was also grateful that Alex was still alive.

Fara pushing the gear lever. His car drove slowly amid traffic jams in Jakarta.

"Nad, long time you can die if the gini continues."

"Everybody can change you know that. And it happened to Alex." Fara.

"What if there's no one who can accept Alex in this world, Far?"

Silent.

"That's not your responsibility!"

"Alex is just as upset as his life is a mess. Actually he's a good guy. Even so, there's still Alex's old self."

"Lo's been dating for over a year. And lately it's been rough. Every time you tell me he's living a moody cave, Nad."

"I believe I can turn him into a good guy."

The car stopped stuck again.

"As before." Nadir.

"Lo must be aware that you can't change people that easily."

"That's three years, or even ten years. I'll be patient with Alex, and wait for him to change." Now Nadir was seriously looking at Fara deeply.

Fara looked at it for a moment. Then, refocus driving. "Emang go crazy if people fall in love again." He thinks that wishing for someone is a troublesome thing. Especially if your happiness is determined by others.

"As far as you are, Nad."

When a person falls in love it often occurs to him that all that has happened is destiny, and cannot live without one of them, beyond the limits of rationality. But he believed it was just a fragile perception imposed by a hopeful in falsehood.

Because reality often runs out of the control of each of the recipients of destiny. And few are willing to accept the truth.

***

Coffee shop.

Baskara put the packaged coffee beans into a basket along with vanilla syrup. Not just selling basic ingredients for coffee shops. Here also sells coffee tools from manual to automatic machines. There is also a cafe next to the store in the form of a black doff container with sliding glass.

After that he took the basket to the cashier. Don't forget to ask for a note for the materials purchase report.

Feeling less excited today Baskara decided to copy for a moment while calming down at the shop beside the store.

He ordered his favorite bitter coffee, namely; Iced Americano without sugar. Then, sit in the bartender's seat. Although as a coffee maker he still wants to try coffee made by others.

Actually he's still thinking about last night. Not feeling himself as usual. He could not control himself when that great power appeared. The blow he threw made the sound of 'KREK!'.

Makes him doubt himself. Baskara often chose not to fight at every opportunity. He promised himself that it would never happen again. Thinking, he who often held back made it like that, until when one time the retaining fortress was destroyed as well and instantly drained a torrent of water that was difficult to stem back.

It's flashing again 'BLAM!' The kick that made his opponent fall.

Baskara shook her head trying to shift her mind over the thing that was troubling her mind that morning.

He promised himself that it would never happen again. He just wanted to protect without hurting anyone. Even if that sounds impossible.

There is a passage of guitar melody while echoing looking for the tone. He looked back from the source of the sound.

A girl sat in a chair playing the guitar, with a round table in front of her with coffee.

Baskara's view did not stop him from playing. Now he began to enter the lyrics following the tone.

^^^ I see your eyes again^^^

^^^ Who saw me sincere

^^^His warmth infiltrated^^

^^^ Towards a dry heart base^^^

^^^You withhold all freedom

^^^Gulfing thorns of bitterness itself^^^

^^^Support to stand up and step^^^

^^^Warming with myself^^^

^^^Ohh with me..^^^

^^^My partner..^^^

Now his head is filled with resonating guitar passages and lyrics that are easy to follow. Distracted from the thoughts that have haunted him since last night.

The shop was quiet this morning. Customers are just the two of them. Obviously because it was still morning.

When Melody opened her eyes, she was surprised that a man was watching her. Contact immediately turned away the wrong face.

Baskara was still amazed because of the guitar game. Because seeing Melody realized her presence. He approached the girl's desk.

"Your voice is sweet, and the lyrics are good."

Melody who was not used to praise was confused as to what kind of response. "Thank you." Answer's random.

"You're alone here?"

"Yes." Yeah."

Baskara saw the coffee on Melody's desk. "Like Americano too?"

"Hmm. likes. Because according to the cave basically coffee emang taste is rich gini."

"Agreed!"

"Our taste is the same dong."

"It's the best Americano in my opinion."

They chuckle together.

A little chat about the love of marriage. Melody judged the good guys in front of her, rarely could she calm down like this interact. According to him, a guy in front of him has a different aura, an aura that seems to make people comfortable around him.

"The cave pull first." Melody said as she stood up.

"Where?"

"Part time working team at this store as a musician. The cave must be prepared first to perform in a moment."

"Ohh that's it." Hearing that Baskara thought of a good idea. "Why would you perform in a cave shop?" He started to talk relaxed.

"Great idea!" Of course it makes Melody happy. He needs a place to express himself. That aura had drawn him closer to Baskara.

"Gua ask for your contact yes."

Melody agreed and then spelled out her hape number.

"Who's your name?"

"Melody."

"Okay, Melody. See you's.. "

I don't know why in front of Baskara. Melody was calm. Remembering he was a glutton and difficult to make friends. Perhaps because of the praise he never got from others. Make it feel meaningful.

"What is your name?"

"Baskara's.."

Baskara sipped a little of his coffee. And immediately rushed while carrying his luggage.

Go home.

***

A short message appeared in Lala's tape. From the original number that is not kept by its name.

[Your waiting room is at the hotel at 11pm tonight.]

***