It's there but it's like it's not there. It is only considered a shadow whose presence does not dominate.
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Today is an important day for Dan's family. His father will be celebrating his 50th birthday. Every time it's his parents birthday, Dan feels happy. Because Dan had the opportunity to meet them again.
During this time Dan was no longer home. And not running away from home, but since he could support himself, Dan chose to live apart from his parents. It will only be an inner stress if Dan stays with his parents.
Dan gazed out the window. This afternoon, he was in a bad mood. There is indeed happiness tucked away, but sadness dominates it now. Suddenly Dan had a bad feeling about the party. It seems, the same thing will happen again, as before.
Massive party with closest colleagues, it's an event that is always held on his father's birthday. When the party goes on Dan's mentally must be tested. Through every comparison between him a
Alsava was stunned for a few seconds. Still with her tie hanging haphazardly from her collar, also a pair of shoes in his right hand. There was even a piece of white bread wedged between his lips as his eyes went wide.Why are there spirits so early in the house?"Good morning." Dadang was already standing, giving a small smile.On reflex, Alsava showed a defensive attitude. Her body took a step back, her left hand covered her chest, and the hand holding the shoe held up high. Her face was already showing her dont move-or-death expression.If I'm not mistaken, in this house there is only her. And now, Dadang appeared. What if the man meant all kinds of things?“Just a moment. I'm not here to ask you to fight."Alsava still maintains her pose. It didn't matter the man in dapper clothes in front of him raised her hands to her head with a look of astonishment. "Haum what?" Her words were not clear, blocked by the white bread that was stil
That afternoon was not the first time Adrian skip class in the last hour before the second break. The bruises on his face still haven't completely disappeared, even though the brawl happened almost a week ago.Adrian knows very well that his victory over the unbalanced beating the other day was difficult for the opponent to accept. Adrian has already taken revenge, but the grudge between the two group seems to never end.Adrian remembering the incident two days ago. At that time, he was busy gathering with his delinquent friends while smoking and sipping hot coffee at the Bi Atem stall—their regular coffee shop not far from the school. While they were chatting, suddenly a stone covered in shabby paper broke the glass of the simple display case at Bi Atem's stall. One inch from Adrian's head. It was as if it had slipped slightly from Adrian's head to emphasize the stern warning. After a few seconds, there was the sound of a motorcycle roaring which provoked Adrian
--He who started all the sprinkles turned into a giant blaze--****Sweat dripped, soaking Adrian's half-buttoned white shirt. "Go!" Amidst the noises beside SMA Nusantara, Adrian's voice was still loud.Blocks of wood and stone floated every five seconds. However, it did not extinguish the flames in Adrian's black iris.The rock floated, targeting his left eyelid. And Adrian darted to the right, dodging. Occasionally throwing along, with a large stone in the sack that had been prepared beforehand.A tall man in a black T-shirt suddenly appeared. Block right in front of Adrian.Just when a fist was in front of his face, Adrian bowed. Give a bang, push the man forward. Returned to a hard elbow in the back.Adrian cursed, half groaning. Enduring the pain in his back. Furious."Don't disturb my territory, son of a bitch!" Adrian awards a knee kick in the stomach, giving the boy no chance to fight back. Kick the
Something collapsed in the Alsava's sky, when the verdict was passed and she was sure, would be locked up forever. It all started with the divorce of her parents, a business duo who was able to move the company forward. So disciplined and strict in regulating the people under them. And Alsava, one day, will occupy one of the corporate thrones and carry on the relay of power until later she has children, and her son gives the throne to their son, and their son will sell the soul of the child for survival. From the company. Like a kingdom that will never run out of time. Until then, Alsava's parents had a big fight. Initially arguments were triggered by stress and work pressure that had accumulated for a long time. Alsava knew that her parents married only for formality. They only love their possessions, power, work, and themselves. Selfish couple who are forced to live under one roof. Giving birth to children for the sake of lowering the curse, someday. And Al
Parents are the main thing, but if you have to sacrifice your own happiness, will you still do it?****The harsh reality that Alsava still couldn't accept was her engagement to a distant cousin, the man of her mother's choice whom she didn't love at all. However, no matter how much she refused, it turned out that the engagement had taken place. The engagement ring has now been wrapped around her left ring finger.A beautiful teenager, it seems only in the Alsava imagination. In fact, Alsava now feels that her happiness is starting to fade one by one. Starting from the divorce of her parents who could not be saved, moving to a new school after feeling comfortable in her old school, and this bullshit engagement. Apart from losing a harmonious family, Alsava must also lose the right to love. Don't know what else to take from her life."We'll see!" Alsava is still waiting, what else will destroy the next life.The sound of the cellphone ringi
"Eh ?!" Alsava hurriedly returned to her senses. Lightly lapping both cheeks. "Crazy, huh?" Cursed herself. How could it be, just a smile made Alsava forget everything? That annoying creature?Alsava chuckled sarcastically, mocking herself. It must have been the problem lately had made the contents of Alsava's head shift a little.Not wanting to linger with wandering thoughts, Alsava hurriedly controlled herself. Holding a mocha-colored backpack, then patting her cheeks a few times.She took a deep breath. Immediately stared at her reflection in the windshield.Make sure her appearance was neat enough, Alsava's pale hand opened the car door. And for the first time, her slender legs stuck in the school.Her task now is to find the location of the principal's room.Like most other schools, Alsava guessed that the principal's room would be in the front row. Without realizing there has been a change in her since getting out of the car. To be sur
Slowly, Alsava entered her new class. She has been in that class for several days and trying to adapt to the climate. Even though it still feels a little strange, Alsava is starting to get to know a few people who are potential enough to be friends with over the next few years.No matter how quiet or nagging, transfer students always attract attention, right? Some people gave up on initial introductions, but there were also people who managed to get a handful of greetings from the Alsava when they wanted to shake her for an official mark of introduction.Like Nadira, who incidentally is Alsava's own classmate. Her habit of babbling at length turned out to have its own entertainment effect on Alsava. Nadira doesn't even care whether her new friends will respond or not.Once on a hot afternoon, in the middle of the second break, on the second day Alsava school there, Nadira dragged Alsava out of class and visited the canteen farthest from their class. Only to deli
There is one mystery, why Dan Iswara can be called Dadang by all students in the new Alsava High School.Initially, Nadira, a chatty but kind-hearted Alsava classmate, said that the origin was because Mr. Dan's nickname was rather ambiguous. Many students complain that the name 'Dan' is difficult to distinguish from 'Dan' as a conjugate word in Indonesian language. As a result of some children's pranks, they called Sir Dan as Sir Dadang."Even to the point of singing with the tone Benci Bilang Cinta from Radja: Pak Dadang Pak Dadang, hey! Pak Dadang Pak Dadang." Nadira joked, then giggled to herself. Alsava, who was also amused, smiled while hiding her puffed lips with her palms. It's strange, but it's true in this school.The class has just been deserted, all the students have gone home, and one by one they go out to pick up their vehicles from the parking lot or just wait to be picked up at the school stop. Except for Nadira and Alsava. They