Kan Kukejar Dreams
Facing a motorcycle gang

After Nathan's body had gone unseen, Arsen turned his head and stared intently at Angga.

"Congratulations, Angga! your goal has been achieved! My mom and sister are happy, right?" said Arsen in a cynical tone.

Angga did not answer at all. The man found it hard to believe that the Nathan he thought was weak could be as determined and brave as that, to live alone out there.

"Easy! just let him out there. Mama's sure she's just bluffing. Mostly, tomorrow or the day after tomorrow he's back home again. Even if he doesn't come back, it's better. At least the burden in this house is gone," said Pure with a slightly raised lip angle.

"Ma, how could Mama ever say __"

"Stop Arsenic! don't ask much more! Mama's going to sleep now, mama's already drowsy," Pure quickly cut off Arsen's speech. Then, the woman immediately left.

"Hemmmm, it looks like my sleep will be good tonight. The burden of my mind was gone, "Pure still had time to say those words, before entering into his room.

Arsen clucked and without saying goodbye to Angga, immediately passed away and went into his room.

Meanwhile, with a careless step, Angga went upstairs to go to his room. However, for some reason, his gaze turned towards the direction of the room that Nathan had occupied all this time. The room called Angga to step into the room he almost never entered

Angga entered and circulated his gaze to all corners of the room, which looked neat. The scent of perfume that is often used by Nathan is still left behind, so Angga like to feel that Nathan is still in the room.

Angga let out a sigh and his hand went to the wall about to turn off the lights, but he paled when his eyes caught a piece of paper that had fallen on the floor.

"Whatis that? it must be rubbish, "inward Angga as he stepped to quote the paper he thought was rubbish.

"Well, who drew this? why does it look so real? this must be a picture of Nathan," murmured Angga, amazed to see the painting on the paper. The painting where there is himself, pure mama and Arsen standing side by side. But his heart was immediately sliced to see there was a figure of Nathan staring from far away their happiness. On top of the painting is a title given by Nathan to his painting 'I Am the Invisible Child'. Unknowingly, a speck of clear liquid came out from the corner of his eye which he immediately wiped out quickly.

"What am I sad for? shouldn't I be happy, should I?" inner Angga with his hands ready to squeeze the paper containing Nathan's painting. But somehow he put it away and put it in the closet.

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Nathan drove his motorcycle down a deserted road. The tears that he tried to endure from earlier, finally escaped. Nathan was crying all over behind the helmet that covered his face.

The young man was now completely confused about where to go in the middle of a blind morning like this. To contact Bastian and Dava he felt bad because his two best friends must be sleeping now.

"I'd better stop at the park first. Tomorrow morning, I'm looking for a contract, "Nathan's mind while pulling the bike over. The young man was very grateful because he still had his prize money.

But unfortunate can not be prevented, because it appears some men wearing a motorcycle approached him. The motorbike drivers are the motorcycle gangs that have always troubled society so far.

"Hahah, it turns out we got a delicious meal this time," a man who had piercings on his ears and nose laughed loudly and got off his motorbike followed by the others.

Nathan immediately put up a vigilant attitude and prepared to protect his property.

"Hey, boy leave everything you have, if you still love your life!" a man who was no less violent than the pierced man earlier, pointed a machete towards Nathan.

"No way!" nathan replied firmly trying to show that he was not afraid at all.

The sound of laughter from the men instantly broke out filling the desolate atmosphere in the garden. They are seen staring cynically and belittling Nathan.

"It seems you don't love your life. If you don't want to surrender willingly, we'll forcefully take all your belongings including your bike."

"Get him down and get all his stuff!" tell the pierced man, who can be sure is the head of their gang.

A man with a machete in his hand slashed and swung the machete towards Nathan. However, Nathan, who was already on standby, nimbly dodged and swung his leg, giving a kick to the man's stomach, until the man bounced away.

That of course immediately provoked the anger of other motorcycle gang members. The man who numbered about eight people suddenly wanted to beat even intend to finish Nathan. Nathan now can only resign to what will happen to him, because he realizes that he cannot possibly face the eight people himself. But, he was determined to keep trying to fight back, to defend his property.

When the members of the motorcycle gang had begun to approach Nathan, suddenly heard the sound of police car sirens, to make the motorcycle gang members scatter back to their motorcycles and run away at maximum speed.

Nathan scrunched his forehead as soon as he saw no police cars passing by.

"So where did the sirens of police cars come from?" nathan murmured with eyes that circulated to all directions.

"Hey, don't look anymore, the sound came from my phone" someone patted Nathan's shoulder from behind.

Nathan turned his head and gasped in shock at the figure of the man behind him.

"Nicholas!" muttered Nathan mentioned the name of the man who became his rival in the wild racing event earlier.

"Why are you here?" nathan asked with his eyebrows linked.

"To be your guardian angel" said Nicholas casually. "Hehehe, kidding, don't take it too seriously. I didn't go home, I was still hanging out with my friends. This is me actually going back to the apartment, and I see you want to be gang-knocked by the motorcycle." continued Nicholas again, explaining.

Then Nicholas looked towards Nathan's big bag and frowned.

"Where are you taking that big bag? you were kicked out of the house, right?" ask Nicholas, slipping a little joke.

"I wasn't kicked out, but I left home by myself" Nathan replied as he grabbed his bag that had fallen off earlier.

"Why?" nicholas's eyebrows are getting wrinkled.

Nathan didn't answer at all. "Thank you for helping me!" that's all that came out of Nathan's mouth.

Nicholas exhaled, realizing that the young man before him was reluctant to tell him about the problems he was facing.

"Emm, it seems like you don't want to tell a story, and I won't force you to tell it. Where are you going now?" Nicholas switched the conversation.

"I don't know. I was about to rest in that chair, and tomorrow morning I'll find a contract. But, it seems like this place is less safe,"

Nicholas seemed to be nodding his head, understood. "Let's see, you're coming to my apartment. I just happen to want to go back to the apartment, not to the house. Because you know for yourself that if I go home now, I will definitely be flocked with a lot of questions by my mama and papa" Nicholas chuckled.

"Why are you taking me? aren't you afraid that I'm a bad person? we've just met" asked Nathan.

"I believe you're not a bad person. Even if you are a bad person, you may not have the heart to do evil to the person who helped you. Come on, don't think much more, come with me!" concluded Nicholas while stepping towards his motorbike parked quite far.

Tbc