Basque : Liberation
Chapter 19; Before tomorrow.

[I haven't seen Nadir for a long time. How is Nadir?]

The short message notification averted the eyes of Nadir who was cool rolling the social media homepage.

[Thank you, Jay. That's fine.] Answer's short.

[Thankful for that. I know Nadir's brother will perform at the Retirement Show tomorrow. And I want to tell you, something's gonna happen tonight.]

Wijaya retorted again with something Nadir did not understand. [What do you mean, Jay?]

Not everyone knew about the declaration of war a month ago. Some people will attend Pensi without knowing that they have entered the battlefield unprepared. Until they realize when it's too late.

[I will love you when the time comes. After that I'll tell you a safe place to take shelter to Nadir's sister.]

Nadir thought for a moment while holding a hape after getting a message from Wijaya. Guess what really happened. He had to ask his best friend.

[There's nothing, Nad. You are a regular rich performer.] Answer Fara via chat.

Nadir believes in his best friend, he is lazy to think about anything excessive. But the warning from Wijaya also cannot be ignored just like that, he also thought to be a little careful.

[Okey.] The answer was short to Vijaya.

Shortly after that his hape rang from a number that used to call him.

[Alex incoming call.]

"I'm in front of the kosan." Speak at the end of the phone.

Nadir immediately disconnects the phone and rushes to the door.

***

21.00

[Closed]

The earphones were reflected in Melody's ear while muttering in a tone. The earphone cord next to him was in Baskara's ear listening to the same song. His eyes were directed to another corner trying to feel the music more clearly.

"Where do you think the song is, Bas?"

Baskara's Smile. "Easy listening, I love your guitar citation style."

"Thank you. That's the song I just wrote. And you're the first to be horrified."

"Am I the first to hear?" Baskara's eyes shone hearing that.

"Hmmm.." Melody nodded convincingly.

"I hope you're ready to bring it on stage. Because it's really good in my opinion."

"I'm still fine with the quote first, Bas." His answer was chuckling.

"By the way, I want to do a store first. Thanks for this malem, Mel."

"I want to help."

"Difficult, Mel. You go home first."

"But I'm gonna help you, Bas." Said forcing.

Baskara sighed lazily arguing. "Jude. Come on in. Help wash tools."

***

Nadir opened his boarding door.

Alex was already in front of the costan looking with a clear face. The upper part of his body was a little wet because it hit the rain to get here.

Nadir was shocked to see that. But He is trying to stay in control now he is nothing to the guy in front of him.

"Can I come in?"

"Why what?" Tanya Nadir. "This is all if it doesn't matter."

DEG!

Alex is not ready with Nadir's change of attitude so soon. Realizing that he is indeed a devil bastard who has hurt the angel of God's gift.

"I think it's important. But I think I'm gatau you."

"Judah what?"

"I realize Nad, I'm nobody without you, you're the reason I live."

Nadir was silent about what Alex said at this time seemed very important to him.

"I'm sorry, often mess up your days. But honestly, I still want to see your smile tomorrow, Nad."

Alex's eyes glazed over, his chest asphyxiated as his hands trembled. Expressing all the restrained feelings is very difficult for those who are not used to being honest with themselves.

"I've made the biggest mistake of my life." Further again. "I have ruined more than I have done for you. I want us to go back like we used to?"

Nadir shook his head while wiping the cries of Alex who began to spread. The highlight of his eyes was thrown into another corner holding back the cry. "Well, Lex."

"Why? Please give me a chance, Nad. To prove the seriousness of ak-"

"This is not a game! AND YOU SAID BREAKING UP WAS THAT EASY!"

The black part of Alex's eyes shrunk to hear Nadir intimidating.

"I have no price in your eyes, Alexander Leonardo?"

They stared at each other in front of the costan Nadir at sea with a speck of rain around him that tried to cool the heart in the midst of anger.

Prak!

Alex tries to grab Nadir's hand. Before touching Nadir had touched the hand that often hurt him.

"You realize I haven't survived as hard as I've been. Not just a scar on my body, but a pain that I can't imagine." Nadir said while pressing his chest, showing a very bitter heart wound, which was always given Alex.

"Nad, please think again. I beg.."

Nadir nodded again. "Don't expect it again, Lex. We have to face this world alone now."

Alex has gone as low as possible. But neither did he get to reverse the situation that He had destroyed.

Nadir stepped into the kosan. Closing the door with Alex still bowing in front of him.

BRAKK!

"Nadira Amiraa.." Call Alex banging on the door slowly.

Nadir didn't open it again. He just sat behind the door evaluating everything he had told Alex.

"Nad I beg you.."

Alex's hand stopped and now sat back to Nadir behind the door. Regretting what He has done forever.

Nadir didn't really want to hurt Alex with such words. But everything happens out of his control that is dominated by the overflow of emotions.

It is difficult to separate the two roots of trees that have long grown next to each other. When moving, should trim the roots that are stuck. And pay for everything with pain as much as roots tie together.

Fara's right.

It's not that easy to change others, and falling in love has made everyone so insane as to want to fight the world.

For now, Alex and Nadir are fused into a single frame of sliced panels, limited only by a five-centimeter-thick wooden door.

We sit down, regretting everything that happened. Trying to face the world alone. Removing the chain snares that constrict both.

Nadir cried down in the room, while Alex sat down up to the ceiling of the boarding veranda with glazed eyes.

***

23.00

Sweat dripped from Baskara's forehead and body, soaking the mattress underneath. The black-haired man trained his abdominal muscles by hanging his legs to an iron pipe one meter high, lifting half of his body repeatedly.

BLAM! BLAMM!! BLAMM!!!

The sand filled boxing samsak also accompanied his training tonight. The fingers are protected by thin pads to minimize blisters on the skin. Trying to keep his breath after making a quick punch towards the samsak.

Baskara took the time to stretch his body to act tomorrow. Welcoming the day that determines the fate of the Golden Eagle school.

His eyes looked up, establishing that the decision He made was the best for everyone. He hopes that the broken world will slowly improve, he believes again that he is the main character in this story, the key holder of the fate of the people around him.

WUSH WUSHH WUSSH!

Alvin's hand tore through a large rope stuck in the wall trained his shoulder strength as well as his grip.

He chose to go to the gym on the sidelines of his work break. Because there is a gym facility at the hotel where he works. On the second floor, the flickering lights of vehicles in the city of Jakarta.

Alvin lifted the barbell with a light weight on his back doing squat moves up and down. Train his leg muscles as well as his back for tomorrow, all looking forward to the day. Expecting the best in every second passes without futility.

On the other side of Jakarta.

Silence is quiet without sound.

A hollow wooden guitar hung on the side of the wall. Melody sat down on a mattress, her hands resting on her thighs to calm down, trying to get to know yourself better for something that will happen tomorrow.

***

Nights become long, every breath becomes more pronounced, realizing that life is meaningless. Now it really feels, the roots that have been tied to each other are separated forcibly by a monster called ego.

Alex smokes his cigarette deep. His eyes closed, looking up, towards the dark sky that never lowered happiness for him.

The black clouds shifted shutting off the moonlight, turning the sky dark.

Loss is quite painful, empty empty feelings are not brimmed, no place to lean to calm down.

Alex realizes some things for now, if a sadness that now befalls him is trying to invite another sadness in the past that has happened. He still remembered all the sadness he had felt, and now all together filled a hollow heart.

As hard as he tried to remember all the happiness with Nadir, but the feeling could not be called back, only burned into a sense of name longing.

And he realized again, He realized not to miss Nadir, not to miss the place they both used to be, but only to miss the memories that had occurred from the combination of all circumstances that could not be repeated again.

His tears no longer dripped, but flowed like a waterfall after the rain.

Alex smokes his cigarette again, he sees his new cigarette half-burned, then backs it to the side of the wall to throw it in any direction. Now his head is bowed to the sidelines with his hands hugging his knees.

He realized that ego had ruined everything. His light-handed self had made the most beautiful angel of his life go away, due to the treatment of a demon like himself.

Memories of childhood are called back. Reveal all the reasons that have turned him into a light-handed guy.

PLOK!

Loud slap on Alex's cheek.

"Silly boy!" His father cursed at him, while Alex did not understand the meaning of the word. What he felt now was that he felt threatened.

"Gua told me to buy cigarettes and buy another one." Further again. "Bastard son! That's the cave's last money today."

BUKK!!

His father's feet have now reached Alex's shoulders. He was in pain, but his father didn't care. The only thing his father cared about was his cigarettes.

"Don't dad." Alex's pinta is crying. "I'm sorry."

His father smoked his last cigarette deeply. And then put it in Alex's hand. His father's left hand gripped him firmly, the other hand held him back until the cigarette died.

THE CUSS!

"Sick dad.."

"Diem's dog!"

His father lit his cigarette again, then snatched it many times.

HUS! HUS! THE CUSSS!

"Lu's not a cave boy!"

"Even father."

Memories that hurt little Alex.

A ten-year-old Alex in his infancy has a very strong memory. The memories gave an incredible pain, which did not leave its mark on the eyes. Makes him grow up to be a devil-hearted guy. Seeing the world differently without gratitude.

The meaning of his father made him sure the words were real and true. Believing himself to be low, stupid, and not the son of anyone.

His father threw him into the corner of the wall. And throw away his dead cigarette butts in any direction.

"Lu Malem is not eating!"

Alex was dragged out in the rain. His father's chair is marked with a house dampened with rainwater.

"Father cold."

"Stand in that chair."

Alex's palm wiped the rain in his eyes.

"Dad, I want to be in the room."

"Thank your hands." His father's orders were firm. "Don't go in until the cave says."

BRAKKS

His father slammed the door.

"Dad.." Alex looked at his father. But his father did not return. "Dad.."

Alex never knew what a good father was. For him to be treated is natural, until reality comes to tell him that this is an insult to the gift given by God.

His hands were still raised while standing, drowsiness attacked him to sleep standing up. Until Brother Laras came to hug him, then carried him into the room while crying over what had happened to his sister.

Every time I remember it, it brings out Alex's angry feelings for the world.

***