FIGURAN NOVELS
CHAPTER 7
A girl stood staring at the sky on the balcony of the room when the weather tonight was quite cold but the girl was instead wearing hotpants and short t-shirts.
The girl lowered her head and smiled faintly looking at her hand wrapped around by a bandage.
She became reminded of the incident at school that befell her was still there who cared and helped her.
Keyra knows that the girl who helped and helped treat her hands due to the hot meatballs was her classmate Ananta. The girl could be called a friend.
It's funny that Keyra doesn't have any friends but why she thinks Ananta is her friend. Keyra is also aware of themselves where they might want to be friends with a girl bully and antagonist like him.
Though Keyra knew Ananta was a very and indifferent person the same environment but why the girl suddenly helped him.
He snorted as he recalled the girl who spilled meatballs into his hands and the treatment and words of Arga in the canteen.
He was usually treated harshly.
Keyra went into the room to lay her body on the bed and looked at her room which was black and gray.
Silent, silent, cold and dark that is the definition that can be explained the condition of the room even though this room is large and luxurious but this room is the most comfortable place in this house.
Keyra picks up the phone opening a conversation with Arga. Not long after that he turned off the phone screen and gripped the phone tightly. He could no longer read the message he always sent.
Keyra smiled when she recalled the many messages she sent to Arga but none of them were answered by Arga.
Even Arga often blocked his contacts and when Keyra asked him why he said he was noisy. But it is not Keyra who is silent he changed the number and sent a message back to Arga and again blocked maybe this is the 10th time Keyra changed the number.
But now Arga does not block but the man never replies or reads messages from Keyra.
Hollow and lonely is the real life of Keyra.
This morning Keyra was tidy wearing her school uniform staring at the reflection in the mirror with a flat and empty face not long later she smiled sweetly as if the burden on her bump had disappeared. It was just a mask.
Down the stairs one by one with a radiant face but the smile that had risen slowly faded replaced with a sad face.
Keyra smiled sweetly trying to hide her disappointment and pain.
Arya_Papah Keyra kept her newspaper and looked at the princess, "Today your sister is leaving with you."
Keyra who was munching on bread stopped her chewing, "Don't want her to bring her own car."
"You know your sister can't drive a car."
"Judah Sama Pak Mamat aja." Keyra resumed her breakfast.
Arya stared intently at Keyra, "You're why she doesn't like your sister so much."
"Because she's not Keyra's sister."
"Key you can't do that either Maudy is your sister."
Keyra stared intently at the woman in front of him, "I'm sorry I didn't want her to be my sister."
"Keyra! Keep your manners as good as yours!"
"What's? It's true that she's not my sister, not even the woman in front of me, that's not my mother."
"Why are you the same as Mama."
Said Anggun_Mamah Keyra looking at her son's face with teary eyes.
Keyra got up from her seat and said, "Cih drama even my appetite so not your big taste."
"Keyra!" Arya snapped even the old jackfruit up and slapped Keyra's cheek.
"Your mother why did Keyra slap me no papa really." The woman approached Keyra and would stroke Keyra's cheek but before the hand reached Keyra tepis.
Keyra stared intently at Anggun, "Don't dare to hold my cheek with your dirty hands."
"Keyra! The more disrespectful you are to your parents!"
Keyra snorted, "Student because my behavior is declining from you sir."
"So how come sir, was my answer wrong?" Keyra continued with his question.
"My polite speech is your papah Keyra!"
Keyra held back his laughter, "Well, a father can't slap, torture and even bully his son violently to defend others."
"Even Papah does not know that the woman you always defend is a cheap woman." Keyra smiled cynically and stared intently at Anggun.
"You dare to cheaply touch you!"
Keyra smiled sweetly, "Keep it's not cheap what dong, *****? jablay's? woman night? hm whore?"
Arya once again slapped Keyra's cheek firmly and even so strongly until Keyra turned her head. A feeling of heat and soreness spread on the cheeks and corners of his lips.
Keyra looked up at the stairs when she heard the sound of footsteps and saw her sister staring at the quarrel.
Keyra stared intently at his sister ah is not the person who accommodates living in his house.
Keyra turned to look at her papa and screeched, "It is great that you continue to defend the woman and her child."
"It's only natural that they are my wife and children."
Keyra nodded her head many times, "Thank you but they're not my family"
"I'm sick of hearing it" Keyra stepped away but before that she said something.
"Oh yes I just remind you regret always comes at the end so than before regret you better a lot of repentance deh."
"It's not just because you also have to realize that you are old so multiply the practice."
Keyra continued to step up even the girl did not listen to the screams from her papa. Entering the car and closing the car tightly.
"Damn." Umpat Keyra when he saw the corner of his lips there was blood when he looked in the mirror just like it felt sore.
Yes that's what Keyra's life is not that he's being rude and disrespectful to the old but they themselves are making it this way now.
Lacking affection and always being treated harshly even the only person Keyra used to be proud of is now slowly changing attitudes and traits.
Even his own papa does not believe the words always thrown Keyra.
Keyra was driving her car at a fast pace to her school.
He remembered that he had not visited anyone in nearly a week.
'Sorry Cassie yes, Cassie has not been there for a long time.'
'Kalo Cassie is not busy Cassie will come anyway, just wait.'
Keyra sighed, she was tired of her life but there was someone who once said that we should not give up.
Because after the storm there will be a rainbow.