Crescencia
Chapter 11

Crescencia placed a black pen on top of an open physics book. A little massaging his temples that were slightly throbbing pain. Crescencia exhaled a short breath while wiping away the sweat on her face. His head was staring at the clock of his room. Ten o'clock at night. Suddenly, his throat was dry. Remembering his schedule for taking medication that has been missed.

Crescencia stretches the muscles of his hands and neck. It felt like his body was crumbling and hurting all. In fact, this afternoon he was just a short walk with Nando, which was no more than two hours. However, his body now felt very sore, as if he had climbed the mountain to the top.

Crescencia got off her desk chair. Go out to get some water. However, his steps were stifled in the doorway. His head took a quick gulp when he heard the roar of a very noisy motor near his house. Crescencia automatically stepped both feet towards the balcony of her room with a little curiosity. The night wind immediately hit the entire body and waving the ends of his hair and clothes.

Crescencia hugged her own body. Slightly in pain as a cold wind pierced into his bones. Crescencia squinted her eyes. Seeing the number of motorized people in all black clothes flooded his yard. Crescencia's forehead folded, he began to wonder why they gathered together nights like this.

The focus of Crescencia immediately fell on the figure of Dika who was lowered from the top of the bike. Two burly and black men covered the boy's body.

"Jeez, Brother Dika!" Crescencia immediately ran as fast as lightning. Down the stairs with a feeling of anxiety. Crescencia even nearly hit Mira's body which also came out of her room anxiously.

Crescencia grabbed the key hanging near the door. Twist it on the door knob twice until the big door opens.

"SORRY!" peekik Crescencia panicked to see Dika who was half conscious. Especially seeing the two Dika colleagues who slightly scratched her brother's body to be helped into the house.

"Sir, why?"

Yuck.. Byurr...

Crescencia's body instantly stiffened as a foul and disgusting liquid flushed all over her body. The hair, face, and clothes of Crescencia are soaked. Crescencia held her breath, holding back the scent of Dika's vomit that really made her stomach nauseous. Crescencia's body was nailed, so that the child could only blink in disbelief when Dika again released his entrails in the form of a thick liquid scented with cheap alcohol.

"God! Icha!" Mira pulls Crescencia's arm to keep the boy from spewing Dika. He was no less surprised to see the condition of Dika who returned with a state of heavy drunkenness to have to be helped by his two colleagues to just walk.

"Clean your body first, Cha!" persemat Mira who slightly distanced himself from Crescencia due to the smell of the child's body is very unpleasant.

"But Sister, Dika...."

"Cha!" Mira snapped a little. His eyes were angry too. Crescencia gulped for a moment, then ran to her room to clean up. Arriving in the bathroom, Crescencia actually immediately vomited all of her entrails.

Mira opened the door wide. He slightly retreated, allowing all of Dika's comrades to enter the house.

"Put Dika on the couch!"

The two friends nodded, re-grogged Dika's body, then laid her on the sofa. Dika laughed and hummed indistinctly in the subconscious. Even occasionally the child vomits back due to the influence of alcohol is very strong.

"How much did he drink?" Mira glanced with annoyance at all of Dika's friends. Especially in two people who have just helped Dika, who is now removing his shirt due to Dika's vomit.

The flap-haired man with slightly red eyes was seen exhaling a short breath before chiming in. "Five bottles."

"Five bottles?!" Mira parroted in disbelief. Mira snorted as she got a sharp look with a petty smile from them.

Before long, Crescencia ran small towards them with a basin and a small towel draped over his shoulder. His wet hair he rolled up just like that. Walk staggering and sit on Dika's side.

"Bi, get me Dika's shirt." Mira nodded, then rushed towards Dika's room.

"Dare to touch me! Lo die." Dika mumbled with a grin at the end of his speech. Crescencia did not care, she immediately lifted the Dika T-shirt full of disgusting liquid.

"Go I said! Lo budek?!" Dika menoyor head of Crescencia that did not make the head moved. Precisely Dika's hand drooped just like that.

Crescencia held her breath as Dika raved indistinctly. Really, the smell of alcohol was so pungent that it pierced his nostrils. Crescencia turned to squeeze a towel on his shoulder which he had dipped in warm water in the basin. Cleansing Dika's sticky body very painstakingly.

On the other hand, someone was quietly staring fixedly at Crescencia. Both hands he put together, twisting briefly his lips that felt dry. His black net swept over Crescencia's body from top to bottom with a meaningful smile.

"Lo who?"

The head of Crescencia immediately turned his head as the heavy voice of someone raised a question. Netra Crescencia chocolate immediately fell on the figure of a man with a neatly cut hair model is now smiling looking at him.

"Not anyone," replied Crescencia quickly, and returned to her duties. Crescencia swallows its saliva. The corner of his eyes slightly glanced at the person to his right who just kept watching him. Crescencia could feel his heart suddenly beating rapidly due to the aura of the man. For some reason, Crescencia did not like that gaze.

The head of Crescencia turned his head again as the men began to move from his house. Crescencia clasped the towel in her hand tightly. His heart skipped a beat as the netra of his eyes again intersected with the jet black netra of the man who had asked him. The man grinned for a moment, then left from there.

Crescencia immediately exhaled a long breath. He wiped his suddenly sweaty face. Crescencia looked at Dika who was closing her eyes, but one hand moved in the air as if painting something. She felt worried and sorry for her brother.

"This is the shirt, Cha." Mira gives Dika a sweatshirt. Crescencia accepted and said thank you to Mira.

Mira shut the door of the house. Staring madly into the yard when the people deliberately bergebernya motor before really go from there.

"Who are they, Bi?" ask Crescencia while putting a T-shirt on Dika's body.

Mira exhaled a rough breath and replied, "They are a group of Dika motorcycle gangs. They're the ones who introduced Dika to hard drinks."

"Sokay know!"

Crescencia and Mira simultaneously turned their heads as Dika again let out his voice.

"They were my friends. Don't you fucking know. They're even more useful than me."

Crescencia held back the body of Dika who was about to rise from his place. Dika did not remain silent. The boy pushed roughly Crescencia's body with his hand muscles, making Crescencia's body stagger backward, and ended up falling to the floor.

"Cha!" Mira squealed and immediately helped Crescencia. Crescencia grimaced slightly by rubbing her right arm.

One eyebrow of Crescencia raised up. Staring at Dika in complete disbelief. Is it true that what he currently sees is his cold and stone-hearted brother? Or is it a five-year-old boy who's doing a show? I don't know, Crescencia herself could only hold back her laughter. Mira just shook her head.

"Bi, what's the antidote to alcoholic rabbis?" crescencia asked as she held Dika's hand, helping the child to sit back.

"Please! I want to fly! Yuuuhhhh!" Crescencia slightly pulled Dika's body as hard as her strength as her brother was about to collapse forward.

"All I know is one gallon of water!"

"Well?!" Crescencia immediately gasped at hearing that. Instead of realizing it, her brother could have died immediately!

"Handering, Cha. Aunt doesn't know either. But ever read, drunk people can be overcome by drinking lots of water or coconut water.

Crescencia grunting. Pushing rough Dika who was now hugging her waist. Making Dika's back head hit the sofa just like that.

"Usually, if Sister Dika is drunk again, what Auntie loves?" A pair of Crescencia eyes are squealing to ask for clarity.

"Aunty never gave me anything. Auntie let him come to his own senses. Because Auntie doesn't want to interfere with Dika's business."

Crescencia gasped at Mira's confession. Crescencia's two hands immediately clenched tightly with her slightly opened lips. Staring at Mira in great disbelief.

"I mean, Auntie? What if Brother Dika dies?!" Crescencia involuntarily raised her voice. His breath began to work quickly.

"Because I'm sure Dika won't die just because he's drunk. I used to try to help Dika, but my right cheek was even pierced with him. Yes, rather than me dying, mending I let Dika be like that."

Crescencia grunting. Today she really dislikes Mira. Crescencia turned her body, slightly stomping her two legs towards the kitchen. Show Mira if she's upset now. Meanwhile, Mira instead chuckles at Crescencia. Mira shook her head again. It was funny to him teasing the boy.

Crescencia returned with a teapot full of water and also one large glass. He immediately exhaled a rough breath looking at Dika's head coming out from the sofa. Crescencia put a teapot and glass on the table. Justifying the position of Dika's head and hands dangling to the floor.

"Oh, Brother Dika is heavy! Self-conscious dong! Icha tired of lifting it!" babble Crescencia with a little chattering. While Dika even hummed a little with a discordant tone.

Crescencia took one glass of water from the teapot. Trying to sit Dika, but Dika's back actually fell on him. Crescencia as much as possible to manage his position. And finally, he placed Dika's head over his right shoulder. Sticking the glass to Dika's lips forcefully. Crescencia poured water into the mouth of Dika up to half a glass. Dika automatically coughed, spitting out the water and hit the clothes Crescencia.

"Sir Dika!" pekik Crescencia glared. "Wet Icha clothes! Dika don't make Icha to shower twice, dong!" Crescencia. Justifies the position of the head of the Dika which he rests on the body of the sofa. While Dika was seen laughing in his subconscious.

Crescencia stood up from her seat. Waving his wet clothes with his hands. The head of Crescencia was moved when he heard something behind him. Crescencia exhaled, her head shaking small with smiling lips. Staring at Dika who dropped down on the sofa. Crescencia stared fixedly at her brother who no longer raved. Crescencia can see Dika's breathing starting to regular. And it seems, Dika started to fall asleep.

Crescencia exhales short. It was also impossible for him to take Dika to his room. Crescencia's own weight is much lighter than Dika's. Can-can his body was flat before Dika to the room.

Crescencia moved to remove shoes and socks that were still attached to both feet. Slightly lift two large legs Dika to find a comfortable position. Crescencia heard the fine snoring coming out of Dika's mouth. Smile for a moment, then go to Dika's room to pick up a pillow and also a blanket.

Crescencia raised Dika's head very carefully, putting the pillow there. Because Crescencia do not want if Dika aches when waking up later. Crescencia then enveloped Dika's body which began to cool. Crescencia approached her body, looking fixedly at the carving of God before her. His lips smiled very sincerely. Staring at every inch of Dika's face, starting from her thin lips and slightly black. A pair of thick eyebrows. Firm jaw. The perfect nose. Her facial skin is smooth and invisible to her pores. Ah, just this time he could look at Dika fixedly and long ago. Crescencia's hand was moved to caress Dika's black hair that was long until it touched the eyes. Dika looks very less getting affection. Either the wound as big as what Dika felt to make it like this.

Crescencia may be a little luckier than Dika. Even though his mother is gone, however, he still has the Papa who is very dear to him. Crescencia exhales slowly. He stood up to move to his room. However, his movement was stifled when Dika suddenly pulled his left arm.

Crescencia slightly jerked. Staring at his arms and hands Dika alternately. Dika still looks closed both his eyes. Even his face looks so slick. Crescencia tried to let go of Dika's hand slowly. However, surprised by Dika who suddenly made a soft voice.

"Don't stay with me."

Crescencia. He looked at Dika in great disbelief. There is fear and pleasure. Afraid that Dika is still unconscious.  And glad that Dika wanted his presence. 

"Don't stay with me. I beg you."

Crescencia jerked a second time. Swallowing his saliva with rage. Crescencia tried to let go of Dika's hand. However, his grip was tight. Crescencia was silent for a while. He also fell near Dika. Is her brother feeling lonely? I don't know, Crescencia chose to sit on the cold floor. Next to her hand, which was free from Dika's grip, was lifted up onto the sofa, right next to Dika's stomach. Crescencia wait. Staring at Dika from below by yawning a few times. Crescencia rubbed her eyes, which began to feel heavy.  Subconsciously, he placed his head on the sofa. His eyes began to shut, his gaze darkened, and Crescencia began to sleep in her sleep.

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At three in the morning, Dika suddenly woke up from his sleep. The first thing he felt was an overwhelming dizziness that struck his head. He lifted his body to sit. Close his eyes tightly, with one hand holding his head. Dika began to regulate his breathing to neutralize the feeling of tightness. Slowly, Dika opened her eyes. Strain a few times to adjust the ambient light. Dika's head instantly swept around him. He was a little confused for a moment. And just realized that now he was in the middle room of his house.

Dika's head bowed, and immediately found Crescencia down there. His forehead slightly folded, moreover looking at the blanket that wrapped around his body. In his mind he began to wonder, did that girl do it? As long as he comes home in this situation. No one wants to touch it. Dika headed Crescencia's head with his index finger several times. Wake the child up a little rough.

Crescencia raised her head. Rubbed his eyes with his free hand. Crescencia yawned with her eyes twitching. His gaze immediately fell upon Dika who was staring at him sharply.

"Lo gapain?" Dika asked coldly using his heavy and hoarse voice.

"Nemenin Kak Dika," replied Crescencia no less hoarse.

"Ngapain lo nemenin me! Who told you?!"

"Sir Dika," replied Crescencia who still looks sleepy.

"Gue?!" tanya Dika still did not understand.

Crescencia nodded small. Lifting his left hand which was still tightly grasped by Dika. Dika who realized that immediately pulled her hand quickly. He was astonished and felt awkward. Dika's gaze again sharpened as Crescencia was about to sleep again.

"Don't sleep here! Go back to your room!" dika's orders were firm. Make Crescencia's head rise again. Crescencia nodded lightly, then stood up from her place. Crescencia's body that is not balanced directly and will fall down, if only Dika did not quickly hold his body.

Dika immediately withdrew his hand again when Crescencia's body had been balanced. Stare at the back of the girl who started to move away. Crescencia walked like an undead with a mouth that kept on yawning.

Dika exhaled a long breath. Holding his head with both hands. She held a blanket at her feet. Both of his hands he looked very closely. He scratched his head which was very itchy. His mouth began to cuss his own hands. Dika went from there. Bring her pillow and blanket into the room. Dika will continue his sleep and forget what he did last night.