[TLS#1] Senior
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Meira, Bima, Bagus and Devan in the minimalist black and gray room can only grimace when they see the room is not shaped.

Azka. The brown-haired guy with the characteristic scorpion tattoo on the back of his left hand just keeps destroying his room stuff after waking up.

Blood was already pouring from the back of his right hand soaking the floor as a result of punching the mirror. Bed linen, pillows and bedcovers are no longer in place. Sleeping lights, books, and some room decorations have been scattered everywhere.

"Damn it! Goddamn it!"

"Killer!"

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Once again Azka slammed a large speaker to the floor. The guy's chest is up and down a sign he's really emotional. His bruised face from the fight with some of the thugs had now gone red.

Meira. The girl was already shedding tears when she saw Azka screaming and cursing. Although the soul was not Alka, Meira's heart was still wounded to see it. For as well, Azka and Alka are two souls in one body. The two have a close relationship.

Good and Devan just stared pity at Azka. Do not dare to interfere because it is still dear to life. Good still remember well when Azka strangled him and sutured Devan all out. At that time also Bagus already did not want to be involved with Azka which in fact was much more sinister than the figure of Alka.

A milkyo? The guy just silently looked at Azka with a myriad of question marks in his brain. Seeing the physical is different from Alka. Emotions different from the usual calm Alka now became brutal. The name Alka changed to Azka.

Meira wiped her tears and took a deep breath. He briefly looked away as a piece of glass scratched Azka's left cheek. For the second time Meira took a breath and walked over.

Good who realized it jolted followed Bima and Devan.

"Cil," exclaimed Good. His eyes sharpened looking at Meira who was just commenting on a thin smile and nodding at him.

"May, don't be crazy. You could die!" this time Devan was screaming. He also looked at Meira sharply. It was as if that gaze could stop the reckless Meira.

Meira paused for a moment. "May be all right, okay?" Meira smiled faintly at Bagus and Devan who were now shaking in disbelief.

Meira stepped back carefully. Sipped his hard-earned saliva when he heard Azka cursing a few times by punching anything the guy could reach.

"K-sister Azka...."

Azka stop. He who had turned his back to Meira now turned to stare coldly at the figure standing five meters away from his place.

Meira tried to display her best smile even though deep inside her heart wanted to fall when she saw the sharp eyes of Azka who was really sharp.

"Take it easy, brother." Meira raised her right hand in the air trying to calm Azka down. Meira gets closer to Azka without removing her smile.

However, the smile slowly dissipated as Azka showed her sharp grin. The tall guy came closer to Meira with a grin that was still on his back.

Meira stopped stepping, she gulped her hard-earned saliva. Behind him, Bagus and Devan had already put up a standby in case Azka would attack Meira.

Azka got closer until finally at a distance of one meter the guy stopped. He looked at Meira for a few seconds and then strangled the woman's neck.

"AZKA!"

"ASKA!"

The screams of Bima and Bagus and Devan echoed in the room. Devan quickly approached Meira but after just a few steps, Meira raised her hand as if telling the boy to stop.

Devan's reflexes stopped, he stared intently at Meira's back. "Lo don't be crazy, May! He could kill you!"

Nice to get close and pull Devan. "We see what Meira will do" he said, making Devan glare.

"Lo crazy?! Volunteer with Azka just as you dig your own grave!" peekik Devan's.

Nice clucking. "Believe the same, May."

"Aka really why, anyway?" Good and Devan turned a glance at Bima then shrugged his shoulders. Bima hissing slowly got such a response.

Back to Meira and Azka. Meira's breathing had been irregular ever since the burly hand had strangled her neck, yet she again displayed as much of a smile as she could. Azka's sharp gaze was enough to make her legs tremble but did not shake her intentions. He wants to try to soften Azka. That's Meira's goal.

"Lo must die! I made my life suffer! You must die!" Azka screams right in Meira's face with her hands getting tighter and tighter suffocating Meira.

With great difficulty, Meira's right hand was raised stroking Azka's arm with a cotton swipe.

"S-sa-conscious, Brother. I-This is me, Me-Meira," Meira said. The eyes were still sharp looking at him to make Meira's eyes teary.

Azka just silently looked at him with the same gaze and position. No one can guess what the guy's mind is about.

Meira's hand turned to stroke Azka's jaw and then crept into the bruised cheek of the man. Giving the best smile with hands that are still faithfully stroking every inch of Azka's face.

Bima, Devan and Bagus were made fixated on it. Seeing how Meira's courage slowly softens the brutal soul within Alka.

Azka. The pitch-black sliced guy stared intently at Meira before finally his gaze turned mellow. Chew it at Meira's neck slowly loosened and finally the brown-haired head fell on Meira's right shoulder with a regular roar of breath.

Meira commented a relieved smile. He stroked Azka's brown mane and then stuffed the boy into an already shapeless mattress. Put Azka there to sleep and approached three guys who were still stunned.

"Good Brother, Brother Devan. Mei wants to talk," he said. Makes the three men regain consciousness.

Good and Devan looked at each other and nodded.

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Meira faithfully listened to Devan and Bagus' words with hands busy treating Alka's hands and Alka's bruised face. Bima herself went home a few minutes ago.

"So this is all because of her stepmother Kak Alka?" ask Meira without distracting her. The girl dipped a small towel into a container filled with water and ice crystals. Then compressing Alka bruise.

Good nods even though Meira doesn't see it. "really. It all started when Alka was a child. He was kidnapped by his step Nyokab and in a small cabin in the woods. At that time Alka almost ate the same tiger if Gilang did not come to rescue Alka," explained Bagus. The man leaned his back on the back of the sofa while looking at the ceiling of Alka's room.

"So Gilang's sister who saved Kak Alka at that time?" ask Meira. He switched to cleaning the blood on the back of Alka's right hand with cotton.

"Yes. He used his bow to make a tiger. From there Alka began to know the Gilang until their scorang very deket." There's a sad tone when Good says that. At a glance his cooperation with Gilang imagined.

How nice that guy is. Cruel like Alka but has warm nature like Devan that makes anyone comfortable with her. Firm and unselfish. Just like Alka. But the guy is a little emotional like Good if his calm is disturbed. Gilang really is a union of them.

Devan? The guy put himself to sleep on Alka's hairy carpet. His right arm was made a pillow with a straight gaze staring at the ceiling of the room.

"It's not just that, May. But there was one more severe trauma for Alka. And I think, maybe this is why Azka can show up, ", Devan added.

Meira looks at Devan and then turns to wrap the back of Alka's right hand with gauze.

"Can Brother Devan tell you a story?"

A few seconds before Devan's breath was heard. He glanced at Good at a glance and got the guy's nod.

"At that time, one year after Alka found out that she was not the legitimate child of Om Hadi. Or rather when Alka first class High School. He returned to his home after months of seclusion. He went back to get some important stuff he needed. But unfortunately, Nyokab stepdadnya suddenly come and mengebius Alka from behind."

"Continue?" Meira looked quickly. His eyes glinted with curiosity.

Devan took a breath. It was very difficult to remember where Alka was really tormented.

"Alka fainted, and when she realized she was in the barn. Own house warehouse. He said, at that time Nyokab stepdadnya ngikat him and torture Alka all out."

"Om Hadi?"

"Om Hadi happens to have a business out of town. But I think this is the snake woman's plan." Devan gritted his teeth. Resisting deep resentment in women shaking Alka's stepmother.

"Don't get there. He told his men to take Alka somewhere. Alka also did not know the place, but what she saw really tormented the psychological Alka. There, a small house where the killing of animals and even humans. Every day Alka squirms the black hooded man who kills animals. Rats, snakes, cows, and all kinds of animals were killed adorably right in front of Alka's eyes."

Devan took his breath. He glimpsed his head at Bagus who was staring blankly upwards. Meira who had been sitting under the side of Alka's bed while cross-legged to hear the story. And Alka who was still sleeping with a thick blanket up to the waist.

"It's not just animals, it's been twice. The man killed a sadistic man in the presence of Alka who could do nothing but witness it. He brutally murdered, stabbed his victim in the chest, shredded his body. And at that moment, Alka changed. He who was originally cold turned even colder and crueler. He used to joke with us. But now, even laugh hard. It was really the most painful psychological trauma of Alka."

"Fortunately, his calmness can never be lost. Maybe that's what made Azka present. Bundanya Bagus said that the double person appeared because he did not like the character of the owner of the body. Maybe Azka does not like the same calm attitude Alka who always looks mediocre, even though many problems are borne."

Devan stopped his words and looked at Meira who was silent looking at Alka's face with sadness. Can Devan see the girl's eyes glazed over. Devan smiled faintly, now he really knew that Meira was sincere with Alka.

"But I've been horrified that Alka's sister has been secluded in her house for three years, huh?" meira asked without taking her eyes off Alka's peaceful face.

"That's a real thing. Since that incident Alka no longer wants to step foot into his house. The beginning of Alka's seclusion was not after that incident. But when after he found out that he was just a child born because of forbidden love. Well, the language is a bad boy."

"Kak Alka knows when if he's not Om Hadi's legitimate son?"

Devan wakes up and leans on the sofa. His right leg raised up against his forearm. The left leg is left to extend.

"Since third grade SMP. There he began to know who he was and left the house. But somehow he went back to his house and said he wanted to take something."

Meira's forehead is wrinkled. "So Kak Alka is not a three-year-old dong, exiled himself?" meira asked again, she turned to look at Devan.

Devan shrugged his shoulders not knowing. "Alka did not count the worst day. He never thought he'd be in that house again."

Meira nodded in understanding.

"So how? After you hear everything, and know how Alka and Azka. Are you going to give in and turn out your feelings to Alka?" ask Devan.

Good to hold her body looking at Meira. Be curious about the answer the girl will give.

Meira was silent for a few seconds before the girl commented a thin smile and looked at Alka's peaceful face.

"There's no reason for Mei to give up. Kak Azka or Kak Alka, they are the same. They are two souls in one body. And Meira loves both."

Nice and Devan throws a meaningful smile.

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