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The caca?

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...11...

Nolan decides to contact Jonathan instead of going home and meeting his papa. There are a few things he wants to make clear to Jonathan about his father who suddenly comes to the house of his racing rival and takes back the Bugatti car that should have been completely owned by Jonathan, according to the agreement they made before the race.

Still in his school uniform, Nolan comes to a cafe that Jonathan appoints.

There was talk of talks when Jonathan who had been upset refused Nolan's invitation to meet. Naturally, but Nolan did not want to give up so easily until Jonathan finally agreed to meet him for a while.

The arrival of Nolan to the cafe is quite interesting for other visitors who are also enjoying their afternoon with a cup of black coffee. Because with the face and appearance of the extraordinary stunning bourgeois attached to Nolan, all eyes were on him. He seemed to be the center point of the rotating world.

“Sorry late.” greeting Nolan when he managed to find Jonathan and sat on the bench in front of the young man who was a year younger than him. “Lo already percent coffee?” tanya Nolan tried to break the awkwardness and silence created between the two of them.

“Light go to say what. No need to talk.” joked Jonathan was very upset because Nolan looks ordinary.

“Gue just wanted to tell you, if I did not mention to bokap race problem.”

There was no response from Jonathan. And Nolan spoke again. “Gue also does not know who said. I told you on the phone earlier.”

“But bokap Lo dateng-dateng angratin and ngancem me.”

“Ngancem?” nolan asked puzzled because all this time, his papa must have been silent after hearing Nolan's explanation. This time it was like he had miscalculated.

“Bokap Lo wants to win me if I turn back in that fucking Bugatti Lo.”

Nolan scratched the nape of his neck that was not itchy at all. Of course his father was angry. The price of the car he made the bet this time, was quite fantastic.

“Sorry.”

“Lain times, do not need to accept the call to the race if there is still a shadow bokap Lo interfered.”

“Gue knows I'm wrong. But this time I think this time it's coming to me. Usually never cared.”

Jonathan stared with a frown. “Lo again there is the same problem bokap Lo?”

Nolan hesitated. “Actually, that problem was a long time ago. But I still wake up high until now. I'm not ready for peace with bokap.”

Jonathan starts to catch something from Nolan's guts. Instead of wanting to float a bogem, Jonathan instead looked pityfully at Nolan's face that looked sad and desperate.

“Gue is not in line. And all the facilities he gave to me, also have been pulled the same he.”

Jonathan cast a shock-filled eye. He did not expect that Nolan was bankrupt. “So Lo is now bankrupt?”

Nolan wanted to laugh at that term. But he only gave a warm smile to Jonathan, then pointed to the motor he had used to come to this place. “Tuh, my last treasure. The last treasure I took from a black card papa who is now not in my wallet.”

“Serious??” jonathan still couldn't believe it.

“Hey. Lo tease me with that co-ngo face Lo yeah?” cetus Nolan was a little offended by the response Jonathan had given him.

Despite living with treasure, in fact Nolan was not as happy as people saw him. Maybe that's the line that's now in Jonathan's brain.

“So, you will be out of the club?” ask Jonathan to make sure.

“Gue is now broke Jo, it is impossible to join the club again. The car doesn't have.” kikik Nolan with a slick face. He then took off the link of his backpack, put it on the empty chair next to him, then restored his hair until the veil of his forehead stretched real. “Nothing I can be proud of now. My pocket money is just a wink a day. Motor is also again the result of stealing money bokap.”

Jonathan shook his head. “Bugatti will return to elo. This time I'm willing.”

Nolan grimaced. Back away? The papa must have sold it. “I won't hold it again, Jo. Papa seems to have caught the same hate me.”

Jonathan views pity as Nolan's confiding friend who has been close for almost a year. “Pinjem has my brother only if there is an event. Definitely my brother pinjemin.”

Nolan shook. He looks as sad as that is to the point that Jonathan offered his brother a car?

“Ngak deh Jo. I'm going to resign, really. I want to say the same bang Hayyat and say this is fine because I came also well received with him.”

Jonathan just nodded. He had no power to obstruct Nolan's intentions. They were only friends, and remained friends even though Nolan was no longer in the position as before.

“Yes if it's elo's decision. If you need it, Dateng go to me. I'll help you.”

Nolan's sincere smile rose for the friend. He got up for a moment and patted one side of Jonathan's arm wrapped in a black leather jacket.

“Thanks.”

***

Home, is the true definition of hell for Nolan. But, if he doesn't come home, what does he eat? Who will hold and give the pocket money to him? Nolan laughed at himself about it all. And in fact, he still needs Hendra, needing a father figure that he hated so much for almost four years.

He drives at night in a lazy mood. Lazy when remembering his home there are things that his father will definitely discuss. Nolan will definitely return to the argument and end up fostering a new sense of hate, which is getting tapered until Nolan is fed up.

Luckily Jonathan had bought him a meal, so he did not have to rush home from hunger. Nolan pulled over on a sidewalk with long chairs and shady trees and lampposts that gave the city beautiful vibes. He sat watching every passing vehicle. Think about what problems these people are facing. Be happy? Or, otherwise? Or are they just putting on a happy look to trick everyone who sees it?

Nolan sighed big enough, then looked up at the open sky. The moon is covered in thin clouds, and stars are appearing in other corners. Maybe there's a more fun place to be.— thought Nolan.

He grabbed his Saturn pendulum again, thinking what his mother was doing now there. Suddenly the miss came tormenting him all day. Nolan needs his mom, but he doesn't want to tell her anything for tonight. Nolan wanted to be alone, to feel everything alone.

Why are you here?

Nolan remembered who was in his class this afternoon. Cania.

That easy you forget about me, Lan?

Nolan closed his eyes. Kania was once something of value to Nolan. Something he once fought for even though he finally returned to feeling heartache. More specifically, his pain was betrayed.

I just want to make sure you're okay.

I'm doing fine.

No. gabe. Nolan lied.

Kania is the one who knows all about his problems with the papa. Kania is also a person who always gives support and comfort when he feels down. Kania is the person who knows her best.

Until he was tired of staring at the sky and his neck was sore, he lowered his gaze. Just then, he saw a silhouette that upset him this morning.

“Caca?” Nolan sharpened his gaze. “Ngapain him there?” []

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