DIFFERING
Chap 37 (Last Night)

...I wish it was just a dream! ...

Every moment that felt deadly disappeared. As he had a few days ago. When the beats in there are racing more than they should. The pale face smiled widely. As if to say that he is fine. Especially to the person who is on his right side. The grip of the hand was also an anxious look still attached to the face of his sister.

"Come on home!"

"Are you seriously not sick?" asked Vero who was answered a steady nod of the empu.

"Rest for a while Var if it's still not good" said Joy.

"It's really better. Just want to rest at home."

Heavy breathing sounded. Quit when stubborn Varo takes over. Until a helping hand from Vero was avenged by Varo. "Yaudah sister, we go home first."

Hariz and Joy nodded, along with one life on the edge rushing to spur her steps away. Afraid that his existence is known. It can be big if one child knows that he can only see from afar.

"Zoy, come back. How's it?" tanya Lia prevents Zoya from riding on the bike.

"Where's what?"

"Varo's situation," replied Lia while protecting both eyes.

"Good term. Let's go!"

Lia nodded. Then ride his motorbike which is lying next to his best friend.

They will never know, that what kind of destiny they have to pass in the new year 2020.Or maybe, in 2021. For all they know, celebrating the new year is more important. Cheering under the explosion of colorful light without burden. Welcoming the new year that is ready to incite joy and sorrow.

...)( ...

The clink of the spoon clashing with the plate contrasts the silent filling of the room that has three lives there. Dinner without the figure of Papa has become commonplace for the twins. Also for Miranti who lost her husband figure. The husband chooses another woman over his own wife.

"Well, New Year's Eve Varo is going to the top."

"To the peak? Same who?"

Varo swallowed his food before replying to Miranti's question. Until then the nod from Miranti made both sides of Varo's lips lifted. "With the boys scouts. There are class brothers who are monitoring. The builder may also come along."

"Yes okay, but take care of the conditions there. Bring a thick jacket, afraid your asthma will recur. Just don't forget to bring the inhaler."

"Ready First Lady" replied Varo while saluting.

Next to the boy, there was his twin brother who was silent. His ears were not even able to hear the conversations of the two different people of that generation. Both of his hands focused on stirring the food. His gaze was even empty. Until a pair of Varo netra caught the oddity that was there.

"If you don't eat, don't stir it. Poor nation. Give to the neighbor's chicken."

Varo's voice succeeded in diverting Vero and Miranti's attention. Until the squeak of the chair being pushed back echoed. "Vero is finished Mah. Go to bed first."

Vero's steps were held back when Miranti's voice crept in the air. And after that can make Vero's heart feel squeezed. It seemed, he had injured the woman.

"Why Nak? Do you like living with your mom? Vero nyesel back here? If Vero does not like it, Vero can really stay with Papa. As long as Vero is happy, Mama is happy too."

"What the hell is Mah? No, I don't agree with Vero going back to that hell!" sahut Varo with a hardened jaw.

How could Miranti speak such a roof. In fact, Varo's efforts to make Vero stay with him again are not as easy as the divorce word Genandra said.

Miranti breathed a heavy sigh. Vero was still turning his back on the two with an abnormal gurgle.

"Your mother promised not to force you to follow who. If only because you forced Vero to stay here, it's not fair Var. Mama doesn't want to see Vero depressed and doesn't like living with Ma-."

Not yet finished Miranti spoke, close embrace had taken over her body. Stop all the words he wants to spill. The warm embrace that Vero gave managed to escape the clear liquid from his eye fertilizer.

"Enough Mah" said Vero's voice chirping with a voice that could no longer be held back.

Everything Miranti said was just nonsense to Vero. Because in reality, the boy prefers to look at Miranti as well as her brother. Miranti is wrong if she thinks Vero wants to stay with Papa.

"Vero dear Mama. Vero doesn't want to stay at Papa's."

The issue finally escaped Vero's lips. He has put down all the burdens that only he can know. Without anyone he could shoulder. In fact, Varo could not be the place to complain.

"Mama loves Vero too. If anything says to Mama, don't cover it up. If Vero does not like the same action Mama whatever it is, say it. Don't be a burden, son."

Vero nodded. Still faithfully embracing Miranti. Afraid that if he let go, Miranti will be completely lost. Enough Vero felt his identity was missing.

"Ck, if only I'd forgotten!"

...)( ...

The first time entering a place he never visited was the sensation of nausea when smelling the aroma of alcohol is very stinging. Plus, the deafening DJ's music is also a disco lamp swirling above his head.

The body staggered forward as his shoulders were pushed by a man he believed was drunk.

"No need to go down the road! You little rancid boy!" fierce guy it. Then left Vero with both eyebrows fused together.

"Who's wrong is trying? Ck, basic!"

The second after he muttered, the clap on the shoulder made the boy turn his head. Found a cold face that he never liked piercing right into his net.

"Gue thought you wouldn't come. Uh, it's still a pity to think."

Vero did not reply. Just returning that cold gaze with his flat face that had indeed been designed nicely since he was born.

"Kuy is in!"

Vero simply complied, trailing behind when a hand pull from Juna took him somewhere. I hope tonight is not the last night. Until the second step stopped in a special room that is soundproof. The room consisting of one long sofa, two single sofas, one table, and also a karaoke kit was deliberately Juna message for the two of them.

"Sit down!"

Without much rejection, Vero sat on a single sofa. Juna was sitting on a long sofa.

Long enough the two let silence hug. Until the door screams are heard. Showing girls in***** clothes goes in with trays containing various levels of alcohol. From low to high alcohol.

"Thanks baby" said Juna after the girl placed the drink on the table. Then he rolled his eyes.

After the body*** it disappeared behind the door, Juna went forward to reach for the glass that had been filled with alcohol.

"There is no lo I so bothered to have to buy my own drink," said Juna while playing the glass. However, his gaze was still reluctant to switch from the face of Vero who was staring blankly at the table in front of him.

"Why silence?! Don't have a mouth?"

Vero remained silent. No matter in front of him there was a look of a face that started to turn red. Until the pull from his left arm makes both pairs of eyeballs meet.

"If the older one says it's being stared at!"

"Not polite!"

"Since when do you know what it means to be polite?!"

I don't know where the courage from that sentence slid so smoothly from Vero's mouth. Which increasingly makes Juna tighten the squeeze in the arms of his stepbrother who may have been flushed.

"Try repeating!" hiss Juna's voice seemed to be the beginning of the calamity that Vero could feel. And damn, the boy's mouth could not be compromised after throwing a reply. Can only be taped to a meeting that increasingly boil Juna's head.

"Drink!"

The strange taste continued to slide through Vero's esophagus. Forced check from Juna can only Vero enjoy. Without a fight that would only make him more hurt.

"Tonight, have fun with this brother of yours," said Juna while patting Vero's back repeatedly who was still coughing with a reddened face. One full glass managed to toilet, into his stomach which began to feel hot.

"Oh yeah, good thing you came. If not, this poison will enter the old bangka's stomach tomorrow."

Vero clenched his hands tightly to make his knuckles turn white. Staring at the small bottle that was inscribed with poison that I don't know what the name is in Juna's hands.

"Conscious Bang! He's also bokap lo now!" shout Vero.

"I've been dead a long time."

Not finished Vero voiced his voice, the grip of Juna was tricked to make the child inevitably open his mouth. Re-swallowing the clear liquid that hurts his esophagus as well as his stomach.

Second by second, keep going. Replacing with minutes carrying the needle.jam changing numbers. Unknowingly makes Juna lost control after being content to force his stepbrother to drink all the alcohol he ordered.

Enjoying every fine snoring that comes out of the crevice of Vero's lips that are now closed. With a dark, calming feel.

...)( ...

Today is so bright for one life that is engrossed in another world. More precisely, in the world of the hau. A bright morning accompanied by a cup of coffee is also a musih from the device managed to calm his world.

"Write it continues. Let Grandma tell your mother to pick you up and don't have to go home!."

Zoya snorted, stopping her fingers from the flat screen. He looked at his grandmother sitting across from him. "From the beginning it should have been Nek. Tell Mom I told her to pick me up to go home. Let's remember there's still one son here!"

Grandma breathed heavily. Not responding to a reply from his grandson. Letting Zoya return to her imagination. Meet the cries of netizens who ask for the latest chapter update soon.

"Are you really not going home?"

Zoya shakes. "Where to? It's at home."

"I mean Mom's house with your dad" Grandma replied.

"I don't know."

"Do you not know?"

"It doesn't know, Grandma. Just shut up, Zoya wrote it again."

Both are angry.

After three hours of struggling to finish a chapter, Zoya takes her body to the bed. Now it's time for himself. In front of a Korean drama that has always been a shy friend in addition to novels that have been many in the favorite list.

Satisfied with the spectacle, the fingers turned on internet data that immediately gave a noise from the many recent notifications.

The message from Lia was the first time Zoya opened, until the wrinkles on her forehead were printed clearly.

Lia

P

Zoy, open the class quickly!

Zoe...

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^^^What the hell is it? ^^^

Without waiting for Lia to reply, Zoya closed the chat room until the rows of several groups made her even more curious. However, after the group room chat class he opened-second that his heart felt slashed by a sharp object. Also his body was suddenly stiff. His brain function was like a complete stop to make him reluctant to digest word for word there.

Whetted

Really not?

Fathurs

Really what? If the chat is not half ogeb

Laila

What is @asiihhh?

Whetted

Send photo

(assume there is a photo of the box with photo ____ yups)

Fathurs

Heh! Where did you get that from?

Who really dong if you love inpo! Don't you make a toy

Whetted

Really. I saw this from Jeslyn's story

Ayu

Is that Varo or Vero?

Whetted

Varoso

Laila

Innalillahi wa innalillahi raji'un

Fathurs

Innalillahi wa innalillahi raji'un

Ayu

Innalillahi wa innalillahi raji'un

Lia

Innalillahi wa innalillahi raji'un

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