Basque : Liberation
Chapter 8; The stratagem.

Clubs.

"Where did you bring your money?"

"Abis, Boss. Make it easy to buy cigarettes."

The noise of EDM music makes them have to chat close together. Hangover, already spent a lot of bottles trying to remove the weird. But the day is not too late.

"The two still want to drink."

"There's a cave needs to be eleven o'clock. So can't get you, boss." Keni.

"Where the hell are you?" Asked Rengga in a slurred tone.

"Regular, Boss. Girls." Answer's short.

Rengga nodded in understanding. "Ohh jaudah. Phone 'ATM' tell him to pay, same buyin cave drink another bottle."

Before going to leave, Keni called Steven. A kid from the rich, who wore a Royal Enfield motorcycle to commute to school every day.

"I'm again at the Jaksel area, Bang." Answer the voice at the end of the phone.

"It just so happens that Deket is here. Gua wait for you to come here before ten o'clock. Bring money."

Steven agreed the instructions from Keni to attend one of the clubs in the South Jakarta area. Although heavy hearted all this time He did not dare to complain to anyone. Steven doesn't want his father's motorbike to be burned in vain by Keni. The threat made him have to obey the orders of a man.

"Udah cave phone, boss. We'll wait for him to come."

"Jaudah pesenin drinking again. Temenin cave drinking first expanse."

"Ready, Boss."

They added drinks for a moment. Enjoy the night with a nice musical beat with an alcoholic drink. Waiting for their 'ATM machine' to arrive.

Steven came to the club looking for Keni. After meeting directly treated to a note with a total of millions of rupiah. He sighed, then paid for everything without complaining.

Keni stroked Steven's hair.

"Eh ATM thank you for paying." Rengga.

"Y-yes, Bang." Steven's scared.

"Yaudah now turn your sono."

Steven felt that he was also clumsy to leave the place.

***

After shopping for coffee and other ingredients this morning. Baskara's asking for a break from her part-time job tonight. He felt he needed time to calm down. Rest is the best way. He decided to visit his friend first. That;

Vijaya.

Baskara brought some snacks for Wijaya. Remembering he was beaten yesterday. Two o'clock would have hurt him. Looking at the situation, hopefully now it has improved.

"Where are you?"

"So far good, Bas. Just a normal bruise."

"Thank you for that." Baskara was a bit awkward because since the incident they had lost contact. "Sorry, Jay."

"What about?"

"You must be afraid of squirming that malem cave."

"The cave is precisely relieved you came to digeletin cave."

"Step-"

"Gua Seneng has a strong temen like you."

Silent.

"Usually caves can only hold themselves back. But-" Baskara choked up for a moment. "Although so. When the cave is cornered. The cave can no longer hold. It's a curse."

"That's a gift from God, Bas. You were given power beyond reasonableness. You can subdue our school with your power."

Hearing that, Baskara said nothing. Of course that's a good idea. But honestly, he didn't want to hurt anyone.

"Lu can change all the tyranny in our school. So as we want." He said again excited. "The bills, taxes, and everything about that organization you must be fed up with, too, right?"

"Come, Jay. The cave just wants to protect the people around the cave."

"That person is probably dying now. But when he wakes up and suffers everything that happens. About who we are. We're gonna be bulldozed by them, Bas."

***

Open elevator.

Lala stood behind that door. Stepping forward slowly, while grasping the tote bag on his shoulder. The shiny ceramic floor reflects the high hells he wears. His face looks natural tonight. Seemed sure, whether it was imposing but his eyes skirted every door number. Similar to the number in the phone.

Now he stopped in front of the door.

Room 505.

He looked to the right and left to the end of the hall. Behind it there is glass that directly leads to the hustle and bustle of Jakarta. Staring at himself through the faint reflection in front of that door.

He feels sad to be here. Wanting to disappear went nowhere without carrying the burden that made him have to do this.

The trembling hands opened the door. It's in. Then, close it back down immediately. He hoped that no one would know of his current existence. He wanted to get it done, leave, and forget everything that had happened.

"Lu knows how to make a big problem." Said one sitting in the front seat of a mirror.

"Quick this game."

Keni's hand picked up a shot of seloki containing an alcoholic drink, sipping it once in a throat. "We should enjoy tonight."

Heavy rain is pouring down on the city of Jakarta tonight. Weather anomalies as reported on television. As if to illustrate that the sky is sad about something.

If the sky is the heart of man, the weather is his mood. Anomalies occur, drastic and unpredictable weather changes. Like a heart that easily turns into a cry when the laughter is as close as five minutes back. Because no matter how deep the pettiness is buried in the heart, it is actually only five centimeters from the chest.

Lala might be able to forgive what Keni has done before. He will remember throughout his life. Until the apology that is thrown out can only be a relief, you should know that forgetting the taste of being hurt is very difficult, like a skin wound that leaves a mark after it dries. It will remain forever.

Now Lala has been sitting in a very soft blanketed mattress. But he can't feel it. Because the tightness of the chest closes all the flavors that come at this time.

Keni. Brushed Lala's beautiful cheeks, palpating a little tiny hair near the ears. It made Lala feel like she was electrocuted.

"Lu's beautiful, Lala."

"It's hard to talk rich." Lala kicked Keni's hand which was still in her cheek.

Sultry keni. His blood was already boiling by just looking at the girl in front of him.

"Try a little favor tonight." He held Lala's hand again. "Juest same thing you rasain."

Lala bit her lip looking at Keni in disgust.

It is very difficult to overcome the discomfort. Distortion of time occurs, it becomes slow until the bitterness is more piercing heart.

Someone will not come. It is better to think like that, in order to be more relieved to accept the situation.

Keny hugged him. Trying to feel comfortable. But what men rarely know. That girls are very good at pretending, about a lot of things.

"I want more." Whispers from a girl who makes Keni's libido at the end of her limit.

Unbelieving the word came from a sixteen-year-old girl in bloom. That girl has changed.

Keni felt above the wind. He smelled Lala's cheek.

Lala whimpered in shock.

Keni continued by kissing the lips of a beautiful girl that he had never tried before. Everything in front of him wants to be crushed not wanting a single thing to escape from him.

Lala let go of the kiss for a moment.

"It feels more than the shadowy cave." Keni adores.

Looking at Keni sayu. Lala without make-up looks pretty tonight. The plain-eyed girl is really exciting.

Making Keni take off the buttons on his shirt one by one. Throw it in any direction. Then he charged towards Lala. Fondled the girl. Start a match that is already known who the winner is.

Lala pasrah while pretending to enjoy this night until the end.

***

The rain is still falling slowly, no longer hard. But still complicate the movement. Jakarta is busy.

Traffic lights are still doing their job. Light up from green and then back to red. It looks like water is dripping from the cover.

The shower drains the warm water. The water evaporated after hitting Lala's body. His face was raised up. His hair was pulled back behind his back.

Water hit his face. As if closing the cry that simultaneously dripped onto the body. But He knew as much as water washed him. Will not purify his body that has been desecrated.

What makes a human being survive other than self-esteem? And now Lala feels she doesn't have it now.

Feeling meaningless, like the world goes without it. What He has means nothing.

Ms. Dina said that everyone can choose. But the reality he experienced was not. We may actually be given a chance to choose, but at the same time we have no choice.

Lala was crying. Regrets that will forever be remembered to death. Accompanied by rain. The sky understood that the girl should not cry alone.

After washing his whole body. Lala dries with a towel. His face was mirrored. Then put his clothes back on.

Lala's out of the bathroom. From behind the wall his eyes looked down at the bed. Found Keni sleeping soundly after getting enough pleasure in her body.

It all happened as he planned. Carefully try to step without making a sound. Heading to the table where Keni put the hape. Source of all problems.

Lala lifted. The lighted hape screen shows [at 03:33]. He looked to make sure Keni was not aware. The bastard was still sleeping peacefully chasing dreams.

He rubbed the screen. He wanted to delete his half-naked photo, which was on Keni's tape. Keni can no longer threaten.

Pin unlock appears. I tried several times but always wrong. He realized he couldn't break into this. And all the sacrifices He made tonight would be in vain.

The fingerprint symbol is below the screen.

[Fingerprint.]

Lala convinced herself once again. He should try it with Keni fingers one by one. Now or not at all.

Sighs. He is now convinced and points Keni's index finger at the phone screen.

Hape shook because it was the wrong finger.

Then it made Keni called from a deep sleep.

Lala was confused as to what.

Realizing again that his efforts were in vain.

The self-esteem that He has bet tonight is meaningless.

Fortunately, she still sided with Lala. Keni just turned the body. Then pull the blanket.

It was really adrenaline flowing. He again understands can not do the way fingerprint again.

Not thinking long anymore. It cannot fail. At least get rid of this damned hape. He then left the hotel room.

He opened the door in a hurry. But the door was stuck.

Access card left behind on the table.

Lala was stirring in her heart. Tiredness often occurs at important times in life. He came back in a hurry.

Got spelled there's nothing.

He opened his tote bag. Rebuked.

There aren't.

He rolled his eyes irritated.

It didn't stop there he tried to check under the bed. Tracing every corner of the room.

Told him to check the Keni shirt that was thrown at the edge of the room.

Lala regained her composure to find the access card in the pocket of the shirt. Make it dart out of the room in the early hours. He closed the door slowly.

Lala ran to the elevator.

Pushing the open button. But he had to wait for a moment. The elevator still came down from the top floor. I can't wait to keep pushing it continuously. He was worried that Keni realized his disappearance was carrying his own hape.

After a few seconds. Open elevator. Lala looked back and made sure to break into the half-open elevator.

BRAKK!

The body of busty fields crashed into him. No, but he hit. He made her look up.

"Alvin's."

"Metal."

They call names alternately.

Didn't expect someone who knew each other to meet in a place like this. Make them guess what happened to each other.

Alvin was wearing a white royale with a neat black vest. Carrying a white napkin in his arm. Lala guessed it could be that Alvin works here?

But otherwise if you see Lala's condition is a bit messy. What the hell is he doing here?

Lala's hope that no one who knew she had ever come here was gone. Because the world works in an unknown way, it makes us meet someone at unexpected times.

***