Chased Brondong
Stalker

I was very bored with my life, plus I had to take care of the family business in Indonesia while Blue took care of the family business in Paris. In the morning I work and in the afternoon I have arrived at home, I have no friends because I am the quiet type and also jutek, indifferent to the circumstances around which I was kept away by people.

I hissed as I read the short message sent by the little boy, I don't know what his name was that dared to interrupt my break. 

I didn't return the message, I left the phone on the bed. I decided to clean myself up first, no matter what time it was night. 

I soak in warm water, making my mind calmer. I inhaled a deep breath and took it out slowly, the aromatherapy candle made my heart calm down even more. 

I remember my mother who was still in the hospital, because the mistakes of her father and his second wife made my mother in a mental hospital. Getting angry? Yes, I was very angry at the woman but she was gone, so what am I holding this grudge for. My father's mistakes traumatized me into relationships with other people, especially a man. I'm afraid of being played with, afraid of being betrayed, afraid of things that haven't even happened yet.

After thirty minutes, I decided to finish and put my nightgown back on. This is one way I have been able to sleep well, because when I saw my father bring a pregnant woman and introduce as his new wife when I was a child caused a deep trauma, because he asked me to call that woman mother. Which child would call a woman other than her mother a mother? Won't be able to do it. 

I saw the phone that had vibrated earlier, indicating the notification of incoming messages. I saw who was calling me, and that damn thing was the little boy who ruined my beautiful atmosphere. 

I called him to give him a warning, this is outrageous. 

"Hello, pretty aunt." 

"Eh, kid. This hour still bothers people, sleep there!" 

"What a tan, very fierce. I want acquaintances, aunty doesn't know my name yet." 

"Eleh, there's no need." 

"Yes, need aunty dong. Aunty has to take responsibility, blow my head." 

"That's your problem, not mine. Don't bother me!" 

"But trust yourself." 

"That's the proof."

"So, it doesn't matter." 

Just as I hung up the phone, the little boy called me back. I was so upset that I blocked his phone number, serving it drove me crazy. 

Finally I was able to breathe with relief, I tried to squint my eyes and rest from the tiredness of the world being chased. 

On a beautiful morning, I decided to exercise first around the park by way of a marathon. 

"The second meeting signifies that we are a match."

The words from someone made me look back, seeing a young man who was tall like a power pole smiling towards me. 

"stalking basics." I was annoyed, and decided to run away from the boy but he was following me. "Stop following me!"

"Hi, my name is Ariel."

I glanced at her outstretched hand forward, the sweet smile on her face adding to the atmosphere. I didn't push him, and he left, but he followed me anyway, I don't know what he wanted.