Mahadaras
episode 7's
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Pov Dara's
Later that night I was invited by my best friend Arinda to watch a motorcycle race. Yang Arinda said that this time Dika will participate in the race. Actually I'm still curious about that guy named Dika. I don't know why I don't think he's like any other man of his age. Plus Arind's words at that time, if Danil Arinda's lover has a life debt to Dika.
"Later tonight I pick you up, Dir" Arinda's voice made me wake up from the daydream
"Hmm how yes Nda" actually I doubt I can come with Arinda tonight
"Why the hell? Your father has come home"
"Yes, just this morning dad was home. I'm working today anyway, Nda"
"You can't take a leave of absence. Dong Ra leave permit, today only. You see, Malem later the race was Dika. And I'm sure he'll be more eager to win if there's you"
Hearing the name of the man was called somehow there was a feeling of happiness that I felt. And what was it that his best friend said, that Dika will race. Ah, I wonder what Dika was like when he was racing. It also seems that the advice of my best friend is not too bad either.
"Yes, I'll get permission from mas Sakti"
"Okay, let me know later. I'm the same Danil is ready to pick you up"
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After getting permission to leave from my boss at the cafe, I'm trying to contact Arinda to make sure it's late.
"Where is Ra, given your permission, is he your boss?"
"Yes, mas Sakti gave me permission. So today I'm on leave of work"
"Yess, yaudah, I'll pick you up at 7 at home"
"Don't stay at Nda's. You picked me up at the front stop of the complex"
"Huft, okay" though forced but Arinda seems to know what I mean
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Flashbacks
"Hello good afternoon mas Sakti"
"Yes afternoon Dara. What's up Tumben telepon mas"
"Mas, Dara today want permission?"
"Well what's up, Ra? You're sick" there's a worried tone there
"Ga kok mas, Dara healthy"
"Keep why?"
"There is a need for hehe"
"It's like a busy man"
"Hehehe, so how's mas? Couldn't"
"Yes yes, I can. You haven't taken your leave all this time"
"Thank you very much, the most handsome Sakti mas in the cafe"
Luckily, Sakti gave me permission without asking me why I should get permission today. Which is said mas Sakti is right, I have never taken my leave all this time. Yes, because I have needs outside of school.
My reason is also because I avoid too much time at home because I don't want to see my father too often. And mas Sakti knows enough about my condition and also my father.
Flashback end
"Where are you going?"
The baritone voice made my footsteps stop and looked at the direction the sound was coming from. There, on the couch with the television showing the murder news and the cup of coffee on the table I made, my father spoke to me without looking at me.
"I'm going to go for a minute, yeah"
"Udah is starting to dare out your malem. What do you want to be? ******?"
Like a lightning strike the speech that my father threw was painful. Didn't know what Dad said to me. My logic still denies that hurtful speech comes from a father to his son.
"I just want to play with friends, Dad"
"To the club keep getting drunk"
"I know you hate me because you. But should father like this continue to be the same as me, I'm the son of father is also the same as ka Rinjani"
"Enough !! How dare you equate yourself with my son. Never feel the same as Rinjani. He's a son I'm very proud of, whereas you're a son of a pesky bearer. You're just my wife's killer"
My eyes and father meet. Dad looked at me with anger, especially when I mentioned the name ka Rinjani. For the father only ka Rinjani his son, the son who always proud of the father in front of everyone. And only ka Rinjani her son and mother. Plus I saw dad clenching his hand a sign dad was holding back his emotions.
"When, yeah. When can you think of Dira as a father's son?"
That sobbing sound involuntarily escaped my lips. As if it was no longer strong to hold this heart
"Ga will. I will never consider you a child. Remember well you're just a killer" with his index finger pointed at me it added to my tightness
"Not me. It wasn't me who made mom go, it wasn't me who made ka Rinjani go hyks" without realizing my cheeks were wet with tears
"Once I say you're a killer, you're still a killer"
"Hiks hiks" doesn't know what to say to my father anymore.
The feeling of tightness filled my chest cavity which made me no longer able to speak
"There go. No matter where you go, be ****** I don't care !"
Dad left me and went into his room. I tried to stop my crying, stop my chest.
And wipe away my tears, so that Arinda and Danil don't suspect me. I don't know why I still cry easily, even though events like this have often been felt. Father's hurtful words, insults and insults from father, even to the physical violence that father gave also I have received. But why would I still cry if it all happened.
After making sure my face was good enough, I immediately went out to meet Arinda at our appointment. On the way to the front stop of my home complex. I walk with the hand that keeps holding my chest.
The words of my father were as if I could still hear clearly in my ear. And dad's angry look when I talk about ka Rinjani and mom recklessly scares me. I don't know how many more times I'll explain to dad that it wasn't me who made mom and ka Rinjani leave. Even without my father knowing, if ka Rinjani left because of my own father.
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Luckily Arinda and Danil didn't realize I was crying. Maybe it was the night that made their view of me less clear. But thank God, so I don't have to bother explaining to them, especially to Arinda who I know would be worried. I don't want to make him uncomfortable enjoying tonight.
This is where I am now, at the parking lot where Danil raced a week ago. And here too I met that man named Dika. The man whose figure is not far from me, he just got off his bike and took off his helmet. With a black t-shirt that read "mine" lined with a dark green jeans jacket, plus jeans with a torn knee, not to mention the black shoes he stepped closer to me. Ah maybe more precisely in the direction of Danil, Arinda's lover.
It turns out Dika is handsome too
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