Atlanna Abiyaksa
13 | Abi and Sedating Sentences

The atmosphere changed awkwardly after Navaro's arrival over the indoor field stands. Atlanna tries not to care, as much as she tries to forget if she continues to serve Navaro will remain the same. So Atlanna tried to close her eyes, or perhaps she would choose to open her heart to Raskal? no one knows, it all feels sudden.

"Sorry." The voice sounded after a long silence. Atlanna turned her head at a glance, her netra refocused towards Raskal who was busy training. "For me, you almost got trashed."

"Not nearly, but it's been."

Navaro lowered his head, he was at a loss for words. "Why did you say bawuran time yesterday, before you never gini." Atlanna pulled him back.

"Gue has to take Tear to hospital–"

"Till malem?" serobot Atlanna.

Navaro's eyebrows furrowed faintly. "Lo's angry about yesterday? I keep him mentally disturbed, Tear so dazed since being Arka's prisoner yesterday."

"Mental I'm also annoyed but you're just trying to let me go, right?"

"Lo is not Tear, you are mentally stronger than him because you used to brawl," Navaro denied, his tone rose an octave.

Atlanna muttered cynically, she stood up as Raskal looked at her from below. "As far as you are, your apology just now has nothing to do with me. Want me to be hacked even so the moons of the enemy may also you just be silent."

Navaro's hands clenched, he stared at the small back of Atlanna who was now moving down the stands to meet Raskal down there while carrying a bottle of cold drink. Seeing that, why did it feel like Navaro did not accept it?

"Waituin doi again typing.

Hello, Atlanna's beautiful."

Atlanna gave her sharp gaze making the man who had just thrown a pantun directly kicep. Raskal let out a small laugh, he received the water in Atlanna's hand and gulped it in half.

"Spil shaman dong, very potent."

Raskal muttered indistinctly. "Thanks, I'm gonna take a shower for a second. Wanna come?"

"Bujank your mouth!" not Atlanna, but Airlangga who had been stalking behind Raskal made the man to poke.

"What the hell?"

"Atlanna you shamanin where's sat?" pekiknya can't believe it.

"Lo can be diem?" sharp Raskal.

Airlangga laughed indistinctly, his lips tightened tightly by raising two fingers towards Raskal. "Maap."

Raskal's lips were open to sound again but Airlangga who returned to act irritated him. "Oath Atlanna, you have to take a seven-figure flower bath, do not want to be in the same shaman Raskal."

"We're home!" firmly Raskal pulled the arm of Atlanna making Airlangga laugh amusedly, he waved repeatedly with a funny face.

"Papay babucin!" his stranglehold made the cheerleader members who were training join squealing with excitement.

Airlangga stared at the horde of girls dressed in less material with ferocity. "What do you anjeng?"

Atlanna just shook her head looking at it from a distance, her netra looked back to the front, looking straight Raskal's back that looked wet with sweat.

"Later, I'll bring a hoodie. Why?" Raskal asked, clasping Atlanna's fingers tightly.

"Nothing, where are you going?"

Raskal smiled slightly. "Streetings. I want to know you more."

•••

Atlanna was unceasingly amazed at the beautiful sight before her. This afternoon Raskal kept his promise to take him for a walk and their destination came to a standstill by the beach while enjoying the twilight.

The crashing of the waves that are split by the new reef creates a calm sensation for both of them. The orange sun that began to dim replaced the reflected light from the moon made Atlanna smile thinly.

"Pretty." Atlanna nodded confirming Raskal's murmur while the man smiled wryly, she stared at the twilight wistfully.

"It's beautiful, but it doesn't last long." He turned towards Atlanna, fear began to gnaw at the recesses of his heart.

The Atlanna was, too complicated to understand and too broken to repair.

"Lo's the second person I trust after Navaro."

"Don't be too easy to trust people" said Raskal.

Atlanna nodded approvingly, in this world we should not be too trusting of someone even though it is a source of happiness. Sometimes, sweet sugar can also provide pain. Atlanna believed it but she chose to close her eyes, she just wanted to feel happy in her life even though it was painful.

"Have you believed in me?"

"Yes!" Atlanna answered with certainty. "There's something you hide from me but I don't care."

Raskal's body stiffened, the man's jaw seemed to harden making Atlanna laugh. How funny the world is toying with its current destiny. "Lo taught me how to live properly. I'm comfortable with me now, but I hate the same mental I'm not as strong as before."

"Lo. same as Navaro." Atlanna got up from her seat, she reached out to stroke Raskal's soft hair. "You're nothing more than a sedative sentence."

•••

A middle-aged man closed the main gate as before after seeing his young master's car enter the grounds of the house. Moments later Raskal came down with a tired-looking face, he had not had time to rest at all since the morning because of training for the final tournament of his 12th class position. Plus since he knew Atlanna, his life changed 180°.

"Tumben just got home, den?"

Raskal just nodded, he gave the key to Mr. Bagyo who served as security at his home. The man turned around about to enter the house but frowned to realize the presence of a foreign car in his garage.

"Who's it?" ask Raskal.

"Oh, it's got his den Abi."

Raskal's forehead is wrinkled. "Who else can I be?"

"Grand." Raskal turned his head quickly to hear a familiar voice in his ears. His body was sculpting, his two eyes glaring at the strapping body of someone who was now staring at him from the door making the spirit left on Raska become extinguished.

The man chuckled, walked over and patted Raskal's shoulder. "Hello?"