DIFFERING
Chap 29 (Initial of Hostility)

...The beginning of a meeting is the beginning of us judging one's attitude. And-the beginning was the beginning of a feud that would never meet the end. ...

Whatever is in this world is by the will of destiny that is in conspire with the universe. And, nature also has its own way to pay back every thing we plant. And-he was sure, that one day all would be fine as long as he had no intention of avenging evil with evil. Because whatever it is there will be time for us to reap. Let those who do evil to you, for nature knows the law of karma. No need to bother replying to his hard-earned deeds. That's what Vero applies. See how far nature retaliates for the man's crimes.

"Gini dong, it's good my money is not reduced."

That word just airs. Then the master walked towards the dining table. Take the glass that was there. "Getter!."

The move approached. Grabbing a glass is also a bottle that contains the liquid to pour. Which he then handed back to the figure in front of him.

"Drink!."

Both eyes are blotched. What did the man just say? Drinkies?

"Why?,"asked when the boy was still sitting quietly without obeying his words.

"Gue can't drink like this."

"Eat him, designed from now on. Drink fast!."

"But Bang."

"Drink or am I a chekokin?!."

He-Vero blinked twice and then again observed the glass in his hand. There was no way he could drink such a drink.

Vero. "No. You are drinking!."

Not the reply that Vero got, but a strong grip on his collar from Juna who was right in front of his face. "Temenin I'm drinking tonight, okay?!."

The soft whisper of Juna's voice managed to make the child's heart beat again. The roar of his broken breath managed to make Juna smile obliquely.

Vero was still observing the minunan, while Juna was already pouring for himself. "Try it, you'll like it!."

"Click Bang-."

Brakes

"Not much to argue! Drink up drink too. Or do I want to go into your mouth?!," cried Juna after pounding the table hard enough.

Juna began to gulp down his drink with a sharp eye that still led to Vero. However, Vero's hand slowly lifted. Until finally, the child's lips really stuck to the white glass that immediately drained the strange taste that Vero had just felt.

His forehead frowned when the bitter taste entered his throat. Giving a different sensation when he tasted repeatedly his mouth so that the bitter taste was lost. Wanting to vomit it could not when his hand was held by Juna who immediately forced Vero to drink the drink again.

Sip by sip back into Vero's esophagus. The next second the noise from the broken glass came out. Stir the corners of the house that looks grim.

"Dog!," said Juna when the glass fragment that Vero looked at hit his leg. Vero walked quickly to the sink. But in vain, the more he tried to get the liquid back out, the more it made him tormented. It was as if inside his stomach was spinning until the strange turmoil wanted to come out.

"Nonsolent!."

One pull of Vero's hair managed to make him stagger back until his body hit the table.

Juna smiled in anguish. Closer slowly to Vero. Then gripped the child's chin. "How dare you waste my drink, huh?!."

Vero didn't know what to answer. Because what came out of his mouth was as if it only provoked Juna's anger.

With one strong push, Vero fell on the floor. Where the glass fragment managed to injure his wrist.

...)( ...

For a moment, the two looked at each other as the two eyeballs clashed. They also did not know when the two of them arrived at the crowded parking lot this morning. Want not to care, but seconds after the netra caught something her steps to move. Approaching with a sharp gaze that made his opponent move violently.

"What's the matter with your hands?."

Spontaneous glimpsed wrists wrapped in bandages. "Ah-it was accidentally hit by a knife when peeling fruit."

There was a long enough pause just to observe every curve of his sister's face. Vero started to move uncomfortably. After that morning of nausea and dizziness he felt, the boy forced to stay in. Although the dizziness is still felt.

Until Varo leaves him without a word. Stepping lightly out of the parking lot with Vero still staring at the back of his brother was sliced. Why did things go back to how they used to be? When the distance between the two stretches. Planting high walls they couldn't reach each other.

Until Vero's daydreams are spoiled when the claps on the boat divert his attention. "Can I get my ID now? Need more, can't you?."

Vero nodded. Take that thing out of the bag. Handing it over to the figure who was looking at him full of probing. "What's wrong?" asked Vero, who was astonished.

But after that, he was stunned when he got an answer that seemed to make fun of him. "Lo like a drunken man, you know."

"Udah lupain! Wash your face there, your face is not pleasant to see," continued Arex then moved away.

"Emang kenatara, yes?," muttered Vero who turned to the rearview mirror of his motorbike. Where his face looks not fresh with reddened eyes. Oh no, so fucked.

There, Arex's steps were stifled when a shout from behind made him forced to stop. That broken breath that Arex heard after one life called out his name.

"What?."

"Gue will say."

"Yes what?."

"Ck, don't cut it!.

"What is it?" asked Arex again, folding his hands together in front of his chest.

"That-."

"That's what?."

The sneaky smile imprinted clearly on Arex's face saw the girl's blushing face in front of him. "Diem could not have been? Let me talk!."

"Yes, what's wrong?."

"Don't you borrow your ID for Vero again."

...)( ...

Varo doesn't understand how he is right now. However, he was grateful when the pain came when all the students in his class had gone home one by one. And just leave him alone there. Moans slowly came out of his mouth.

That abnormal beat kept attacking Varo's chest. His hand clasped tightly onto his uniform-clad chest. Put your head on the table. He looked up when the voice of the call called him.

"Varo, why are you still here?."

"Sir Zoya herself?."

Zoya fell silent, fondling what she was talking about in time. Or, he better keep it. Until Varo's voice came back out. "So, who wants to talk about it, brother?."

"Ah, no."

Varo. Slowly but surely, the pain he felt began to subside. The two walked lightly down each corridor that was still inhabited by some students.

"That's your boyfriend not being invited home?."

Zoya's question was greeted by Varo's laughter. Unknowingly making the person next to him annoy. What's so funny try?

Varo pointed at Jeslyn who was in front of the class with some of her friends with the rest of her laughter. "That's, Jeslyn who Brother Zoya thinks is Varo's girlfriend?."

"Well, who else?!."

"Can't you think that?."

Shit, the events of that time re-spin in Zoya's brain. Until now the annoyance that does not know it for anyone still bothers him. "Yes, right?" he asked ketus then again spur his second step into the parking lot.

"No. We are not dating, just had time to pretend to date so that Vero was aware that he had the same taste Jeslyn. Jeslyn also wants to be shot quickly. Strange, aren't they both? I like it too, even in silence. The one who took the plunder was Varo."

"Huh, so just a boongan?."

Varo nodded repeatedly. Zoya cursed in her heart. Just boongan? Who has that anger been for all this time?

"Now still pretending in front of Vero?."

"Udah. His son knew, but he wasn't shot by Jeslyn. It's a pity," said Varo, ending his laughter.

There was silence until the two were parked. But the sound of Varo's voice made the other person stunned. "Sister, tomorrow's road yuk! Bosen at home."

"Where to go?."

"Where is Zoya's sister going?."

"Who am I? It's you who's hiding."

"Yes, let's fit the taste of Zoya's sister."

"Ck, my taste, really, really" he said.

There was silence before Zoya again voiced a reply that had not been able to come out. " Gramedy."

On the other hand, the loud voice kept yelling at the teenager who lowered his head. Fear of the anger of customers who are spilling their anger. The three men who sat staring at him sharply earlier did not want to hear the apology nor the responsibility he offered. And that should be what he did. However, the ego of an older person is reluctant to accept. Fortunately, the cafe manager was not there. So, for now he is still safe. However, it is useless if the word safe is not on his side when the customer begins to challenge.

"It's not easy to say indemnity!."

"Lo know, here are a lot of important files! It's not a matter of you changing my laptop!," he continued in a high voice. Then gripped the teenager's collar until the master tiptoed.

There have been many cafe visitors who began to be uncomfortable to see the chaos. In fact, some of the teen's co-workers didn't help. Because they know who their coworkers are facing. Notoriously ruthless motorcycle gangs in their neighborhood.

"Ma-sorry Brother. I was completely unintentional" she said with a body that was already shaking in fear.

Yes, he admitted wrong when his carelessness spilled soup to flush the customer's laptop. Slowly, the laptop completely dimmed and only displayed a black screen.

"I'm sorry you didn't know!."

"Have Jun, just beat it! Don't know we're tired of fighting, uh vandalized, " said one of them.

With a grinning smile, the hand slowly raised to form a fist that would be cast on a figure that was resigned. But, before actually meeting the intended point, the hand was pulled backwards until the groan of pain sounded.

"Dog! Fucking pain!," he said.

"Don't play violence. Sissy people who like to play physically do not pantes to hit my men, understand?."

With a bang, his body was pushed back. Leaving a red trace in his auction due to the strong grip of the foreign figure.

"Who are you?! How dare to interfere, do not know who we are here?!."

The man smiled slantingly, then approached with the gaze of his eagle who also got a horror reply from the three men. "Gue doesn't want to know who you are, and I also don't want to know people who solve problems using violence" he said steadily. Then glanced at the laptop on the table.

"Not to get big. It's still on and I guarantee you all your files are still there."

The man took out a few hundred thousand dollars from the wallet. Then put it on the table. "It's to pay for the damages."

"Not to be lebay. You guys, not girls!."

After patting twice the shoulders of men who are now red with the veins of the hands also the face that arises, the, he stepped up to bring the teenage maid into the kitchen area without caring for the defiant cries of the three men.

"Bang, thank you very much. If no one doesn't know how it will be."

"No need to thank. Whatever other kids' problems are my problems. Including you who have been legally a child of Warios," he replied while embracing the teenager from the side.

"Let me change."

"No need. Change your training, don't miss me. Adding martial arts is also important if there is anything we can fight. Not a loser who wants to get beat up."

The teenager smiled, then nodded. "You want to practice with your brother if that's it."

"If you're bullied by them again, say. Let me face you."

Up ahead, the three men smiled lightly upon getting information from the waiter who had just left the three.

"Find where the bascamp is!."

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