Atlanna Abiyaksa
5 | Grey night

Tonight Atlanna didn't come home because her Papa was out of town for a while. Highlight his eyes look tired, his frail back he rested on the sofa, some members were busy playing uno in the main room.

"Lo have any relationship with the former basketball chief?" Atlanna's head looked up, the look on the girl's face was just plain.

"Nothing is."

"Lying" Navaro insisted, the man lay down next to Atlanna and placed his head on the girl's thigh.

Atlanna fell silent, the girl closed her eyes again as she felt a tightness inside her chest. Navaro considers her as a sister, no more and no less, should Atlanna understand and not put feelings on the man.

"Na, you're the dozen of my heads." Atlanna said her pale white hand was raised and stroked Navaro's hair gently.

"Lo know?" Navaro. "Gue's afraid of losing you."

"As a sister?"

Navaro nodded small. "Yes, whenever you are my sister. Who's close to you has to deal with me first."

"Sugary." Atlanna said calmly, the hands on the man's hair stopped. "Lo don't understand?"

"What do I not understand about you?"

"I feel like you're elo." Navaro was silent, the large room that was only inhabited by two people suddenly felt silent like there was no life. The man in a black T-shirt bearing the word 'Nava' did not respond further and chose to hide his face in Atlanna's stomach.

"Gue knows, but I don't want to know. Lo my sister, until whenever my sister. Don't feel me there for you, the feeling of wanting to touch you aja no, I love you not because of lust, I love you just as pure as I love Alana. You know it's Anna," Navaro explained at length, his hoarse voice sounded frustrated.

"Gue's afraid, my biggest fear's in lo." Navaro got up, his hands cupped Atlanna's face. "Gue's afraid someday I won't be able to see you again for as long."

••••

Raskal stared at the expanse of stars that adorned the night sky. The wind blew, gently slapping his cold face and flying his thin hair into the air.

The night feels very comfortable, whether the atmosphere or the wind always makes Raskal's mind calm.

Atlanna, the girl's been grabbing his attention lately. There was no day without a wound, at least Raskal always saw a bruise either on his forehead or his knees.

"Self harm?" raskal's mind glared far away. "Why would I want to deal with someone who is mentally disturbed?"

"Is it because she looks like Mama?"

Giving up, Raskal dropped his body to sit on his knees. The man's head leaned against the balcony barrier while staring downwards. Self harm it.

Raskal is famous for being the type of person who does not like to interfere in one's affairs, indifferent and heartless. Her lips were always open to let out scathing words and hurt the feelings of her interlocutor, it was absolute.

"Raskal?"

Messed up. Hearing that voice, Raskal's gaze turned hazy, the man hissed small holding his head that felt heavy, his two hands clenched clenched to feel the heat on his body.

Someone came, using an oversized hoodie with long hair in a beautiful booth made Raskal's mind raged.

"Atlanna?" the girl in front of him nodded softly, her flicked outstretched hand rubbed Raskal's chest sensually before collapsing into the man's embrace. "I'm your ton."

"Not." Raskal tries to restore his consciousness, the man remembers that both his parents were out of town and left this little girl in his house.

"Lo is not Atlanna!" Raskal sighed softly, his body tormented. "Lo give me what drink, motherfucker!"

The girl chuckled little. "Only small levels, you will not be tortured if you release."

"Damn it!" Raskal pushes Nita's body away from her body, the man picks up his cell phone and intends to leave the room with a stagger.

The handle of the door in the turn, and locked makes Nita only able to laugh at the man she likes tormented, her clumsy hands move rearranging her hair neatly. In his heart he was amazed, it turns out that Raskal can still recognize him despite using a style that is very similar to Atlanna in the influence of stimulant drugs.

"It could have turned out, um..." Nita tilted her face then laughed like crazy. "What if I go to Om Judo?"

As Raskal's breath hunts down, the man still tries to master his emotions while searching for the contact's name on his phone.

Long enough to wait until the sound of a phone connection connected from across there made Raskal close his eyes firmly.

"Atlanna, t-help me!"

That was all he had in mind before his gaze was completely blurred.