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"If you can't make her happy, at least don't hurt."

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"Whose phone call?"

"Famey? Are you still here?"

Fahri looked at Aldef's goal. It was obvious that his best friend was trying to avoid the questions he asked.

"Celine again?" fahri Sarkas.

Aldef silent. Instead of answering, the man looked away. Making Fahri increasingly convinced that whatever assumptions are in his mind is true.

"Lo really, yeah, Al. After all, you're the same Celine, huh?

"Oh, or maybe, you've done something indecent with Celine? Instead, he's holding you accountable."

"Take your talk, yeah, Ri!" aldef said he did not accept Fahri's accusations just now. "Lo doesn't know anything!"

"Gue knows, Al! Do you want to leave Beby in the rooftop? Who testified? I'm!"

Fahri sighed for a moment. "Lo why, anyway, Al? The same boss as Beby? This is your girlfriend still in a mourning mood. You could call the same ex in the grave of his parents. No brains!"

"Celine just nitip greetings to Beby."

"Oh, huh? Why not send it directly? Celine must have Beby's phone number, right?"

"He didn't want to bother Beby first."

"That's what Celine said? Or the word lo?"

Fahri clucked in annoyance. "Gini, yeah, Al. If you get bored of saying. Do not replace x with p. Don't because the past has become an ex, the new nyari made into an impingement."

After throwing a string of sentences, Fahri left. However, the man returned to face Aldef right in the second step.

"If you can't make her happy, at least don't hurt."

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Beby stood in the doorway behind his house which displayed the atmosphere of the left side courtyard of the house. The breeze that brought the heat did not make Beby want to move. His eyes stared straight at a patch of his garden with his mother. Also a wooden chair that Billy deliberately made himself for where Beby sat at night. In addition to the rooms, the park is a favorite spot of Beby in this house. From there, he could freely observe the stars scattered in the sky. Beby felt that his hand could reach the beloved celestial object from here.

A drop of clear liquid spilled back from Beby's sense of sight. He still could not believe what had happened. Just yesterday his parents returned from Jakarta, just yesterday Beby chatted with Maya and Billy via video call. Now, all that can only be a memory that is embedded neatly in the depths of Beby's heart.

"Sky."

Beby looked to the right. Found Aldef still in black clothes. "Hey. Back in?"

"Remain here?"

Beby's gaze returned straight ahead. "That little garden, my work is the same mama. If the wooden chair there, deliberately make papa for me if you want to see the stars of the night."

Snippets of warm memories of togetherness between Beby and family, making his chest feel tight again.

"Gue nyesel, Al," said Beby. "If I had gone home on holiday last semester. If only I were here. Surely I can watch drakor with mom, see the stars with papa, gardening. I wish I knew they were leaving so soon. I must be home."

Aldef carried Beby's head in his arms. "Gue knows, By. I also know the same thing when I lost my dad. It feels, really sad. Not accepting reality. Angry fellow with destiny."

No words came out of Beby's mouth. Only his snuffling voice was occasionally heard. After quite satisfied crying, Beby took off Aldef's embrace.

Beby forcefully pulled both corners of his lips. "Eat first, yuk. It's the same as Shinta's sister."

Just as Beby was about to step up, Aldef's call made his intention unsettled.

"Sky."

"Hm?"

"Lo got a greeting from Celine. I am sorry he said."

A smile full of meaning was painted on Beby's lips. For some reason, Aldef's hair brimmed at the sight of him.

"Greetings to Celine."

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It is time for the sun to shine on the other side of the earth. Now, it was the turn of the moon and the star that shone upon the earth where Beby stood. Tonight, there aren't many stars in sight. But the moon is shining brightly. It was as if the stars were intentionally letting the moon refract their light.

The cold breeze tonight did not make Beby want to move from the wooden chair made by the papa in his home garden. Beby's gaze stared straight at the sky. There were two bright stars there. In Beby's shadow, the stars were the incarnations of his parents. Although in wishful thinking, but able to make both corners of Beby's lips swoop upwards.

That afternoon, Beby got a message from Anggi. His manager offered his condolences through a message. Intentionally, because you do not want to disturb Beby with the phone. Because Anggi knows, in a state of decline like this, Beby transformed into a human who is irritable to talk.

"By."

The call sourced from Beby's right made the girl then turn her head. Her vision senses found Miko in a light gray hoodie.

"It's very comfortable here," said Miko.

Beby looked straight ahead. "Kangen same atmosphere here."

Miko chuckles. "Yes, anyway. This is, right, your favorite spot in the house other than the room."

"From yesterday, I didn't see Brother cry." Beby turned to look towards Miko. "Sir Miko isn't sad?"

The question made Miko laugh bitterly. His eyeballs that originally turned to the sky, moved on the beautiful face of his beloved sister. "Which child is not sad when his parents leave him? Not a day, two more days, but forever."

Beby reflexes biting her lower lip strongly. The girl was mangosteen, confirming Miko's speech.

"Originally you know, I cry, By," continued Miko. "Gue cries when you sleep. I cried at the funeral. I cried the first time I saw my mom and dad in a lifeless state."

"Why? Why cry when I don't see, brother?"

"Gue keinget papa's message. Papa said, I have to be a good brother to you. I have to be strong. Even when I don't feel strong, I have to stay strong in front of you. Because who else will support you later?

"By, losing my mom and dad broke my heart. I feel like a child who fails, because it has not been able to make them happy. It's just their trust that I can hold and try to keep."

"Lo has made them proud, Brother," said Beby. "Lo makes them proud on your graduation day. While me? Haha. I can only give you a burden."

"Hey! I'm a tampol, yeah, your mouth!"

Beby chuckled softly. For some reason, the thin-pitched sentence sounded funny in Beby's ears. "Emang really, right? Try lo inget-inget, deh—"

"It's no use remembering the bad events of the past."

"Sister." Beby looked at Miko. "Everything that passes, must be useful. Whether it's to be remembered, or taken away. We never know what will happen in the future. But for sure, today won't come back."

"Good words."

"Huh?"

"Yes. Your words, good. Who said that?"

"I-it .. My own words, really."

Both of Miko's eyes narrowed suspiciously. "liks. People aren't in the blue book have you."

"Lo read, brother?"

"According to you?"

Beby sighed for a moment. "That's Arka's words."

"Lo still in touch with her?"

Beby nodded. "He's sick, Brother. Cancers. Stadium four."

"Huh? Since when?"

"Gue doesn't know either. I just found out a few days ago."

"But he's cheating."

"Arka is not cheating, brother. He purposely, makes me hate him."

"Certainly? Do you still love her?"

Beby laughed. "The driver, anyway, that's it." The girl moved from her sitting position. Dipping her eyes looked straight at Miko who was still in a sitting position. "Unfortunately, someone has taken over."

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