He's Not A Bad Boy
Chapter 5 - Family

Different characters, born from different families, different conflicts, different ways of communication, to different parenting. Even so, consciously unconscious, likes not like, everything will be yourself when with family.

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Boy stiffened his jaw when he saw Anton knocking on the door of Khaira's rented house strongly, even he was reckless to use the voice of his sister on his phone to lure the girl out.

The man walked slowly toward Anton, then he quickly closed Anton's mouth and dragged him to the side of the house.

"What are you doing here?" boy asked after violently throwing Anton's body.

Instead of answering, Anton laughed mockingly when he saw the face of Boy who still had some plaster. "I thought you were in hiding, and your guts met me in this state."

"Don't do a lot of bacots, tell me now what do you want in this house?"

"If I told you I wanted to bother him, what would you do?" Anton smiled and left Boy on his bike. Maybe he did have to leave because his plans tonight had failed by the arrival of Boy.

"Bad you!"

Bugh

Unexpectedly, Boy threw his kick at Anton's back until the man fell forward. He really does not accept if a good girl like Khaira in the house is disturbed by men like her.

"Go from here, I've heard enough of you disturbing the peace of the citizens, but not this time because I will directly block you!"

Anton groaned in pain as he felt pain in his back. Just now he wanted to kick back, again the sound of police sirens stopped him.

"Hey, you think I'll just let you go after you kick me? If you're a man, I wait for you in a normal place, come alone," Anton concluded and immediately went forward the bike.

Boy who had recognized the voice was no longer frightened, he turned to Khaira's house to make sure.

"Do you think my house is a fighting arena?" The firm voice of Khaira who appeared behind the door instead of making Boy surprised, he actually smiled happily because he finally got to look at the girl who had made him subjugated.

"I'm just kicking him out for disturbing your composure" Boy replied as he rubbed his chest that was pounding faster than usual.

"Where do you know if he's upsetting me?" search Khaira.

"Ah i-it, I accidentally passed in front of your house and saw it earlier," replied Boy stuttered and of course the reason was just a lie.

Khaira rounded her mouth in response to Boy's words. "Well, then we're even, I've helped you and you've helped me, now go because it's too late." Khaira quickly entered and closed the door of her house. He was well aware, lingering outside with a foreign man at a time like this was very dangerous for him.

Boy was not at all offended by Khaira's attitude, he smiled back at the door where the girl was standing. "A unique girl," she said, then went to the motorbike not far from Khaira's house with a smile that could not be separated from her face.

Just as he was riding on a motorcycle and wearing a helmet, his smile instantly vanished without a trace when he remembered Anton's words. "Right, I still have unfinished business with that brandal." Boy immediately drove his bike to a regular place that became his meeting point with the Brandalz gang.

The atmosphere in the place was so quiet, the streets that usually became the racecourse looked so dark and quiet, there was no one at all to be seen there, either, there was no light other than the light coming from the motor light.

"You're coming too."

Boy turned his head towards the source of the voice where Anton was now walking towards him.

"Wow, relax bray, it looks like you're so impatient, tell me first, who's that girl for you? Is she your lover?"

"Whatchu mean? Is the householder a girl? I just happened to pass by and look at the trash in front of the house, so I wanted to get rid of it so as not to cause disease" Boy said, he deliberately did not answer Anton's question honestly, all this he did for the sake of Khaira's safety.

Anton clenched his hand hearing Boy's innuendo. He who was very upset finally gave a code to the members of his gang who had been hiding to come out with their own weapons.

"Unfortunately I'd rather you end up in the crack, Boy."

Boy laughed heartily at Anton's rant. "I know that, which means that you realize that your martial skills are so far below me that you're afraid of a duel and prefer to play with a wiggle, you coward, you know," sarcasm Boy raised his hand and made a code.

Shortly after, several youths who were none other than members of the Black Wings gang appeared behind the darkness of the night and brought with them their weapons. Even their numbers are far more than the members of the Brandalz gang.

"Unfortunately, I'm not a fool who can fall in the same hole many times." Boy again coded his members to start attacking, even he did not want to give Anton a chance to talk. Since yesterday he has refrained enough from retaliating against what Anton did to him a few days ago until he was helpless.

Fights between the two motorcycle gangs were inevitable again, under the dark of night and in the cold of the air. Although Brandalz's gang is outnumbered, they have no choice but to fight back. As a result, in just a few minutes, Brandalz's gang was crippled by Black Wings.

Boy returned to his house in the late night. A car parked in his yard lets the man know that his father is home. With a slow step, he entered the house that was already partly in the dark.

"Boy."

Boy slightly climbed when he heard the sound of baritone in the living room was quite dark.

"Tomorrow the morning your aunt and cousin will visit the house, I hope you are polite and do not embarrass the father in front of them" the middle-aged man said and left.

Boy looked at the father who had now passed in the dark. The myris? He certainly looks at his own situation. Shouldn't the father be asking about his activities tonight until he's as late as the other fathers?

Boy smiled wryly in silence, it seemed he was expecting too much to the father, hoping for something that was impossible to get, whether until at any time.

***

The beautiful dawn chant greeted the hearing of a girl who was still sleeping under the blanket. His eyes still felt so heavy when he opened them, the incident last night really made him restless to make it difficult to sleep.

Who's the stalker? Why does he know my name?

With his eyes closed and staggering steps, Khaira walked to the bathroom for ablution before fulfilling his duty as a Muslim.

Still in a state of prayer after performing dawn prayers. Khaira was again startled by the sound of knocking on the door in front of her house. The fear of what happened last night immediately came back.

Despite the fear, Khaira still ventured to peek out. At least by knowing who is outside, he can make a decision about what steps he should take after this, call the police or not.

"When do you want to let us out in the cold like this?"

Khaira's eyes instantly faded, followed by a dew that slowly blurred his gaze.

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