Letter to Atlanta
34. Contraries
"Do you really want to participate in music?"
Elisha nodded steadily, returning to sipping the orange ice he accidentally bought in the cafeteria before heading home. They were still walking towards the back parking lot of the school, where Atlanta parked her bike there.
"Yakin. You promise, you want to teach me?"
"I promise."
The man smiled after her. However, Elisa suddenly pursed her lips downwards, practically making Atlanta frown.
"But I'm not sure I can learn music for two weeks," he said, sounding a desperate tone there. "Somehow the hell, that dakjal boy only gave me two weeks to learn."
"Father, it's still a good thing Theo gave you a chance. Don't waste it, you have to be sure, you can. I promise to teach you."
Elisha sighed, throwing it rough, just as they reached the Atlanta bike parking lot.
"Come, go." Elisa patted Atlanta on the shoulder twice, telling the man to immediately ride her bicycle that was already beside her body.
"Are you afraid to ride a bike with me to the hospital?"
"Why indeed?"
Atlanta turned its head up, looking at the sky that still shows the sun, the light was still warm even though the day began in the afternoon.
"On the road a lot of dust. Especially far away."
That was what Elisha could catch from the movement of the man's hand, he chuckled for a while, then smiled sweetly.
"Why not every day, right? Bang Joni's clock is still in the office, I'm missing waiting. Anyway, I'm cool, can go with you." Elisha walked away to the trash to dispose of the plastic bag, without noticing the look on Atlanta's face.
His hand held the handlebar with all his might, trying to hold something churning inside his chest. How can the girl always manage to make her heart pound even with a sweet word.
"Come on, the korean rush." Bring along.
The man nodded stiffly, riding the bike with a still thumping feeling. While Elisha, riding a long iron stuck between the tires. Atlanta began to run her bike, as Elisha's hand on her shoulder tightened slightly, the corner of her lips raised to form a beautiful crescent moon.
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Arriving at the hospital gate, Atlanta searched the parking lot of two-wheeled vehicles, parked his bike there.
Elisha started swiping his palms together which felt like ice cubes after getting off the bike, blowing his hands with warm air from his mouth. Atlanta who realized the activities of the girl was moved, without being ordered her hand outstretched in control of the tiny hand of Elisha who felt cold due to the afternoon wind.
Atlanta blew warm air, trying to put a little warmth in the skin of Elisa's hand. The girl simply fell silent, letting the man in front of her do something with her cold hands. The large hand that was touching her fingers turned out to be very warm, the soft swipe of Atlanta's thumb was able to dispel the cold in the palm area, practically making the girl smile even though Atlanta might not realize it.
The man let go of his grasp after he was done with his task.
"Why did you refuse Jay's invitation to go home?"
Elisha snorted, he first stepped into the hospital building, and the man followed him, walking beside the girl who was equal in height to his shoulder.
"We're going to the hospital. Jay also won't be taken to the hospital. She doesn't like the smell of medicine" Elisa said in response to the Atlanta question.
Atlanta realized, his sister was very unhappy with the smell of medicine. Never mind coming to the hospital that usually smells of drugs out everywhere, when men simple was sick, both parents had to laboriously give drugs at all costs, jay will immediately rebel when the distinctive smell enters his nose.
They are still looking for the room Adin occupied. Ride the elevator that is directly addressed with a special floor VIP room. Not too far away, until the room with the number 508 caught the iris of both eyes, they immediately headed for the door, a little peek through the small glass in the middle of the door.
Ccleks...
Two people inside who heard the door open, allowed a glance. Yunaka who was sitting on the sofa while playing the phone, immediately moved from sitting after seeing Elisha enter the room with a big smile as if greeting the people inside.
"Lo's art, El. I'm here" said Yunaka, who has ruffled his waist.
Elisha raised his shoulders, and said, "Yes it is your own fault. So you have to take responsibility" he said, walking closer to the bed the boy was in.
"Hi, how are you?" ask Elisha kindly. Adin smiled, nodding his head in spirit.
"Good, Brother. Adin is healthy. Whose brother? Ata's boyfriend, huh?" Her chirps.
Elisa and Atlanta exchanged looks. Somehow the atmosphere suddenly turned awkward.
"No, I'm an Atlanta schoolgirl," he replied clumsily with a small oddity.
The boy nodded again, turning his head towards Atlanta who was standing beside him, grabbing Atlanta's hand.
"Sister, Adin wants to go home. Adin was afraid of the other children nyariin Adin. Adin's afraid they haven't eaten." Whine while shaking Atlanta's hand several times.
Yunaka nudged Elisha's arm, not knowing when the man was beside Elisha.
"What did he say, El?" His whisper.
Elisha turned his head to look at Yunaka with a cynical look. "Repo."
He rotates the eyeball afterwards, and folds the hand in front. "The doctor said Adin can go home today. You don't have to think about hospital costs, everything's all done."
"Thank you, Bang." Now it was Elisha's turn to hug Yunaka's arm, the man slightly jerked before finally throwing the hug with a look of annoyance.
"Diem. You know, Lo, El. Just like my own brother."
"Abang 'kan know myself, yesterday Bang Joni who forced me to make it home. Yes, I did," he said as it was. Although undeniably the girl was very happy because Yunaka got a lesson from his own education.
Yunaka just fell silent, still showing the look of her ugly face. He did not respond at all to Elisha's words, and chose to look at his sister flat.
"Yes yes. I'm sorry, Bang. I will be more loyal, friend. Promise," he said, pointing his little finger right in front of Yunaka.
The tall man just shook his hand, then said, "Udah come on, let's go home. From yesterday I took a shower."
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It was 11 p.m., the man had just finished all his work at the restaurant. After driving Adin home, then work, and now he is leading his bike into the yard of the house, opening the closed garage door very carefully.
Bugh!
The man fell, fell, when Jay suddenly gave a raw bogeman in his left jaw.
Atlanta held her jaws that felt pained, her head turned to look at Jay who was already crouched in front, with a look of angry face clearly drawn there.
"DOG! I TOLD YOU TO GO AWAY ELISA!" The floor with a big breath, Atlanta can still see how the look of Jay's eyes that have turned red.
"LO DON'T KNOW HUMAN LANGUAGE, HUH!"
Jay turned to crush the man who had been sprawled. Atlanta only resigned when her sister slashed her collar rough.
Bugh!
"DAMNIT!"
Bugh!
"BASTARD SON! MUTE!"
Bugh!
Bugh!
Atlanta just fell silent, letting Jay vent his anger on her, letting Jay repeatedly punch her in the corner of her lips, even the man could already feel a thick, fishy-smelling liquid enter his cleft lip which he was sure was already turning blue.
Bugh!
"DEAD LO, DOG! YOU ARE A SHAME IN THIS FAMILY! YOU DISGRACE THE FAMILY, DAMN IT!"
Jay was still not satisfied, he seemed to not care about the corner of Atlanta's torn lips, bleeding there. On the contrary, the man was getting excited to vent the already inflamed resentment.
Bugh!
The male owner of the dimples on both cheeks moved, seeing firsthand the state of Atlanta that had been softened, curled under it. He smirked when he saw Atlanta's battered face, as if looking at an amazing masterpiece.
"Gue ingetin again, you have to be self-conscious. You're not perfect, DAMN it! Look out, I can go even further if you still don't know yourself."
"ATA! JAY!"
Jay turned his gaze back, seeing Bi Mirna already standing stiffly, shocked by what was captured by her own eyes.
He turned back to Atlanta.
Bugh!
Lightly, the leg kicked Atlanta's stomach very hard before going from there, until the man below coughed, he held his stomach very painful and painful. He whimpered, enduring all the pain that spread throughout his suffocating body.
Mother, sick. Ata is not strong.