Map of 7 Souls
Boyz with fun: Ep. 1

"Hello...."

Greet the young man who walked slowly in a friendly manner. The one who was greeted only smiled forcedly with a strange look and passed away from him.

The young man in the high school uniform, went back to greet different people, walked in the opposite direction and hung out with himself. Throwing the best smile on a sunny morning to everyone who is at loggerheads.

"Hello Aunt, good morning...."

The woman who was reprimanded was a little shocked. At the look of the face put up a mimic, find out if he knew the young man who had just clashed his way earlier. Aware of not recognizing students who dress in high school, - women wearing safari clothes, immediately pass-through, move away.

Can not be separated from the smile of the lips of the young man who has curly hair. Keep walking without burden. Occasionally tidying the position of the backpack that is slung on the right shoulder. Walk lightly through the sidewalk. The young man in white had sharp eyes with a mesmerizing gaze, occasionally also fixing the curls that were a little long but neat.

After a while of walking, he finally stopped at the bus stop. Leisurely, stand up and wait, putting on a dumb-ass face. His mouth is slightly open. Sometimes he looks at the clock. The mimic face is very calm but still with the mouth slightly open. Every now and then, thick and sensual lips still show the best smile of the morning to everyone who sees. However, sometimes a widened smile on the lips can change quickly with a flat face when he quits.

"There's still a lot of time..," he murmured.

The young man stood up straight, looking ahead. Sometimes down, toying with the right foot by kicking around empty space. Both wrists go into the pants pocket, left and right. It looks really cool. It seemed, this young man knew how to set up his beautiful body shape. The flat-faced look implied that he was trying to patiently wait for the next bus.

"O’...."

A spontaneous sound came out of his mouth forming the letter O when he heard the sound of a bus horn. He looked to the right and smiled faintly. The two lips were united, docked making a sweet smile but part of the mouth was in the form of a moody e-moticon. Miraculously, the young man who had the shape of wide lips, was seen

smiling, not moody, instead made her look even more adorable.

When the bus stops parallel on the side of the road, - the back of the car, stops right next to the high school boy - he allows other passengers to get on and onto the bus first. Passengers who attend most students. The young man who looked friendly, waited patiently. Finally he climbed the stairs

bus in last, go inside. Not how long the light blue bus moved.

Actually take a seat in the rear and the most peripheral position in the bus. He deliberately took a seat in the corner. After feeling a steady sitting position, he took the earphones in his pocket, then inserted both earpads into his ears. After the earpads are installed, his hands fiddled with a few buttons on the phone, listening to music from electronic devices that become gods in today's times. Head on the bus wall.

The mind drifts into childhood. Seven years ago while still living in Brastagi City, North Sumatra. There is a bitter smile on the lips when remembering the dark times as a child. But on the other hand, when recalling childhood, tucked away fond memories, visible from the sweet smile that was imprinted on the lips. His soul and spirit also seemed to be filled with vigor when recalling the memories of the past.

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He looked towards the window at a height of nearly three meters from the floor. The window was only 50 x 80 cm. There were a few slats of glass embedded wide between the window sills, and only one was good, the other three were broken on the edges. Staring at the Crescent Moon as seen from the window. His heart was a little calm. It's been her entertainment these few hours.

Realizing that he had previously met the man who kidnapped him, at that moment, Hakiki felt frightened and cried loudly. Still remember the kidnapper.

"You're your son *******!!" sniping someone who went into the warehouse. "Man like you is the one who makes living like me miserable!" snatch that guy again.

The kidnapper's body is not very high, probably about 160 cm. It looks like his stomach is slightly bulging and full of fat at the waist. The body of a man who has been realized as a kidnapper at this time, is not ideal with the height owned. Actually can not see clearly the face of a man who is short and fat, but can pay little attention to the teeth of the kidnapper slightly forward. Looks a little hard to cover the whole mouth because of the teeth.

His mind floated, flashed some memories. The face of the man who kidnapped her. The dark warehouse. Crescent Moon. Pummeling sound. The arrow that shot. Masked man in a black suit, in a hat, holding a cane. Behind the masked man's clothes was a robe.

Besides, standing the boy who was shorter than him, also wearing a mask There was a slight red color on the front. The skinny boy also wore black and slightly red clothes on his chest. In his hand was a bow on his back were several arrows

pop out of the container. This boy was standing with a flat face. No smile, but his face was pleasing to the eye. Approaching the Truth and rolling eyes while pinning a smile on the lips.

Cring....

Waking up from his sleep. He tried to look out into the street. He returns to the real world and tries to remember the buildings that the city bus has passed through from the glass windows of the bus.

"O’... has not been passed...."

When you wake up from sleep, the truth thumped a little. He was afraid of the incident again 2 days ago, his school building passed due to sleep on the bus.

The young man who is currently brushing his curls, has always experienced the same dream for the past 1 year. The pieces of the dream always show his dark childhood. His face was flat.

Some other pieces that often flicker are the faces of boys who blink their eyes. Crescent Moon. The big man standing looked at himself in the empty warehouse.

The attached smile and the flickering of the eye that was thrown, was well remembered by him. That boy, maybe not too far old with him.

The truth is trying to find the boy who met him in an empty warehouse. But since moving to Jakarta, that hope was lost. Because the incident that happened as a child was located in Medan, North Sumatra. When he and his family moved to Jakarta. For him, to find a boy as a savior in the past was a very impossible thing.

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