Am I Different?
(S2) ~ Seutas rope (2)

Kevin shouted while knocking hard on the steering wheel of the car. Then I heard a ring from his phone. He rushed to pick up the phone that had been in his pants pocket.

"Yes, what's wrong?" ask the person across the phone.

He was seen hearing the words of the person across the street.

"Meet me tomorrow, I'm a males," he said, turning off his phone.

He put his phone on the dashboard of the car. After that, the car returned at high speed again. Even the frightened me closed my eyes.

"O Allah, this is a descendant of mosquitoes yes, very fast driving it. Yes, I was in a dream to die again" I said with fear.

If I could touch Kevin, maybe the first time I'd ever do is shake his head. Not too far from here, the car stopped. I opened my eyes again, the first time I saw the large inscription on the board above the building.

"Discothey?" i wondered.

"Eh, bang. What discotheque?" I tried asking again.

Kevin got out of the car. I followed through the door of this car.

"Wiih, cool. I can break through the rich casper's door" I said with a laugh.

With my silly behavior, until I forget the first goal to follow kevin. I happily went through the car door repeatedly. When I woke up, I was about to enter the building immediately. But as I felt near the entrance, I stopped again.

The building is not too big, the sound of loud music, dim lights make me feel reluctant to enter this building. People who look full, the more crowded the room in it.

Many women are scantily dressed in this cold air. In the hugging of men to and fro, they just laughed.

"In the wind later, Ma'am," chirped me when I was in front of one woman.

Her beautiful, white, lofty parasites make her numerous in the mottled male crowd here.

"Sir, remember Allah is All-seeing. Sin, go home," I said.

Then I passed the woman, to immediately go inside looking for Kevin. I looked to the right and to the left, but I could not see him. My view is limited, because lighting only uses flickering lights.

Inside this room looked full, the person who was dancing with no shame. They are in a crowd of many people. I as a woman feel ashamed to see the behavior of other women.

They show their awrah to the man who is not their muhrim. The clothes they wear are too revealing. The long mini skirt that only covers half his thighs, clothes that are worthy of a small child wear.

The navel is clearly visible, even their cleavage is visible.

"Oh Allah, forgive me for seeing this. Brother Kevin where else is it people," I said.

I went back to look for Kevin, seen at the end of this room, he was sitting on the couch. The bottle stood upright on his desk.

I tried to get to him, I saw what he was doing. When I was nearby, he casually downed the drink in the bottle.

"Drink what the hell?" i wondered.

I read the inscription in the bottle, I know it's liquor, alcoholic beverages.

"Eh, this big brother is handsome for nothing in his life. Not afraid of what, die in a state of death?" ketus.

But darling my words won't be heard. When he was busy downing the drink, it was seen that the phone placed on the table was ringing.

I saw the name on the phone, behind the name was a picture of a beautiful woman, shoulder-length and white.

"Devi? Beautiful, this is your boyfriend, brother?" I asked when I saw him.

"Eh, I forgot, I won't sound like it" I said as I closed my mouth.

"Bregs*ek, home!" said the man.

Instantly Kevin and the man became the focus of attention of the person who was here. Kevin threw the guy's grip.

"Let go, you have no right to rule my life" said Kevin in a bouncing voice.

The man kept on pulling Kevin's hand, until he stood up. Then, in throwing money on the table maybe to pay for drinks that have been in Kevin's drink.

The man took Kevin out of the room. Arriving outside, with the heart of Kevin again threw his hand and pushed the man.

The man fell, fell to the ground. The man's shirt, which initially looked clean, was now dirty with dirt.

"Fucking kid! Go home!" yell that out in a high tone.

"The father who came home, went to the jal*ang woman again, hahaha," said Kevin as he laughed.

From here I came back to know that the man was his father. His father forcefully put Kevin in his car with the help of a driver owned by his father.

"Sir, take Kevin home. I'll drive the car!" papa Kevin's orders.

"Okay, sir," the driver replied.

I got into the car that Kevin was in. I saw Kevin close his eyes, maybe this time he'll sleep in his sleep.

"Sister Kevin, Brother Kevin. The gangs like the futility of life, want to get your head felt," I said.

I saw the driver who occasionally turned to look at Kevin.

"Den, your kasian. Since that incident, you have become a bad boy like this" said the driver.

I was confused by what the driver said, so I now conclude that Kevin used to be a good boy. But since the incident that happened to him made him turn into this.

I'm getting curious about this Kevin. To me there are many puzzles in his life. What is the cause of her change, her father or perhaps her mother? Or it could be Devi who called him earlier.

I don't know how many questions I have in my mind. Not long after, we arrived in front of his house. The driver patiently saw Kevin walking to enter the house, seen at the door of the woman he called his mother.

From a distance there was the sound of a car approaching, maybe the car his father was driving earlier.

"Why Kevin, sir?" ask mama.

"Den Kevin, drunk madam," replied the driver.

"Uneducated girls, don't know how to profit!" hardik.

The question came back in my brain.

"Well, Kevin's brother isn't this dong's daughter?" my many.

The driver kept him inside the house, then placed on the sofa living room of this house. From behind her father approached.

The woman's cynical face was shown to her husband.

"This is the kid you're proud of?" ask the woman in a high tone.

Papa Kevin just looked at the woman without answering her.

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