LET ME FEEL THE HYPERNOVA
The Bad

The sound of the alarm roared right at ten in the morning. Joana Radika, a 27-year-old woman who is familiarly called Jojo, is slim with a face that is still appropriate if wearing a high school uniform. He groaned softly on his bed, kicking the blanket that kept him out of the cold. He immediately woke up without following the sleepiness that is still plagued because he just slept at 4 am to finish the job.

"Joo... off work?" A cute sound came from behind the door of the room, Ranoar peeked after hearing Jojo's alarm sound, otherwise he would not dare.

Ranoar is the youngest child in the Radika family, the only male in the house, he is only 6 years old and he is a very considerate child of Jojo.

Jojo glares unresponsively, gets off the bed, and staggers out to grab a drink, Ranoar's small steps following him.

"This is already Ranoar prepared.." said Ranoar again, thrust a glass filled with cold water from the table.

"No, go there!" Jojo, ketus.

"Sister Jojo doesn't like cold water, just for Kak Nara?" Come Narasya, the second child who is one year younger than Jojo.

"But Jojo drank cold water?" Appoint Ranoar to Jojo who just opened the refrigerator and drank cold water. Jojo did not flinch in the slightest, indifferent and unconcerned, whatever Ranoar said seemed unheard of. Ranoar also did not call Jojo 'sister' because since he began to be able to speak Jojo forbid it.

"Oh, Brother Nara forgot that Brother Jojo prefers to pour his own water." Nara again reviewed the smile so that her favorite sister did not grieve because she continued to be rejected Jojo.

"Bad, your personality is why bad?!" The 46-year-old woman, who was carrying a container of vegetables, complained about her daughter's attitude of not being able to hide a single speck of hatred for a child who did not understand adult problems.

Jojo just snorted, as if not hearing his mother's cry.

"Joo, Geri sent a message yesterday. He said you couldn't be contacted?"

"Rather not to be contacted." Sahut Jojo's.

Jojo heaved a heavy sigh, he did not want to tell me that yesterday had finished his pickpocketing while on duty.

Jojo put the glass down roughly, "Mom, I want you to forget between me and Geri. I know I can't."

"Why can't it? You think engagement's a joke?"

"Just play games..."

"You're old, you should get married! Why is it so easy to say?"

"It's not easy, Mom. I'm sick, I'm crazy, and for me it's so hard!" Jojo exclaimed, this time making the mother surprised to be silent. Again, this kind of conversation does not end peacefully.

Jojo put the bottle of drink into the refrigerator and then returned to his room without any more energy. Geri, getting married, mother's nagging, Ranoar's face, come to think of it the holidays never go fun.

"Jojo always says he's sick, Jojo is sick?" Ranoar asked Nara but only answered with a headband. Nara knows, but that little boy doesn't need to know what's the biggest obstacle in Jojo's life, including his mother, who she knows is still unable to move on from her ex-lover.

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Hii... I'm Dhiares. This is a story that's always been in my head. Very disturbing, because every moment is nongol. It's a story with a lot of consideration to upload here. I hope someone reads. After that, hopefully this story becomes a positive lip, a story that inspires, and useful.

So much 💜