Metallmorphosis
CHAPTER 56. A Semprna Night Brings Happiness at the Same Time as Pain.

“Zinnia!!” Call Ren who's chasing Zinnia. “Zinnia!!”

Zinnia didn't make Ren's call at all. He is ashamed at this moment. Picking up his father's affair while he was with Ren, was not something he could handle right now. Clearly, his heart was breaking into pieces. Destroyed by his shame that cannot be compared with words.

“Zinnia!!” Ren kept calling the girl. But the Zinnia that had run had disappeared from his sight.

In a confused state, Ren turned to his right and left to look for traces of Zinnia. His panted breath did not dampen his steps. He kept trying to catch up with Zinnia who had no where.

Zinnia continued to run and did not care about the circumstances around him. He's not crying. This time, his heart was too petrified to just let out tears. There, he was being smothered by an almost unstoppable feeling of anger.

After being quite far from the hotel, Zinnia slowed down his pace. He realized that he had not heard Ren's call anymore. The hunger that had invaded had disappeared somewhere. Replaced by the roar of breath hunting due to running too far.

In the distance, there were a group of young men and women who were partying with liquor. Sometimes they laugh because they are under the influence of alcohol. In a place not far away with them, there was a sexy-clothed woman who had just come out from inside a car. Zinnia knew the woman was a night worker.

Not knowing the shame, the man who just got out of the car then approached the woman and kissed her just like that. Seeing that, Zinnia shuddered in disgust. Reminds him of his own father.

Whether the courage came from where, Zinnia stared intently at the woman and walked past her.

“Aduh!” The woman who had finished kissing was screaming when Zinnia deliberately hit her hard. And a split second later, a wallet had already moved into Zinnia's hands.

“Oh, sorry. Not on purpose.” Zinnia said with a grin on his lips. He nodded to ‘apologize’ then turned around and walked back to leave that lovebirds.

“Hei! Waitaminute! My wallet!” It was the woman who was chasing after Zinnia.

Realizing that it had been discovered, Zinnia immediately ran the ridge avoiding the pursuit of the woman and her lover. Unfortunately, his footsteps were usually fast, now lost quickly by the woman's lover. Till...

“Aaggrrhhh!” Zinnia screeched as the man's hand had already pulled his hair. The wallet he was holding fell on the sidewalk and was immediately picked up by the woman who owned it. He immediately checked the contents of the wallet which fortunately is still intact.

BUGS!

The woman punched Zinnia in the cheek very hard. Zinnia could feel the inside of her cheek breaking and bleeding.

“Basic thief!” Jerk the man who was still gripping Zinnia's hair firmly.

“Please!” Pekik Zinnia tried to escape. But the man's grip was much stronger than his rebellion.

“Damn you. How dare I steal my girlfriend's wallet?!” Scream the man again in anger. He pulled Zinnia's hair further until the girl's head looked up. Zinnia tried to remove her hair as much as she could.

The man continued to pull Zinnia's hair and cross the already deserted highway. Apparently, he was taken to the police station that was there. What a shit the fate of Zinnia tonight.

“Leasin! Baji ngan!” Pekik Zinnia's.

“What's up?” Ask a police officer who saw a commotion in front of his office.

“This, Sir. This girl stole my girlfriend's wallet.” Adu the man. He let go of his trap by pushing Zinnia's body towards the officer.

Zinnia almost fell. Fortunately the officers arrested him.

“He stole my wallet, Sir.” Timpal the woman.

“Masuk. Clear inside.” Forced the officer who immediately led Zinnia into his office.

Zinnia sat in silence, resting her body with her arms above her knees. Staring sharply at the men and women who were making reports to the officers before him.

“Hufh!” Hela Zinnia was upset. He just let his random hair go wrong. Just like a duster.

“Cuh!” Zinnia spit in any place. He could see there was blood in his saliva.

Zinnia.

“What december?”

Still unmoved.

It turned out that Zinnia's indifference made the officer furious. He then stood up and approached Zinnia.

“Whose name?”

And Zinnia remained unmoved. He looked at the officer with a defiant look.

Currently Zinnia was hiding inside his private cave. Finding trouble is the way to escape. As he always does. Though that nature had stopped since he met Ren.

“If you want to be in jail, jail. Don't ask much.” Dengus.

“Crazy ni people. Where's your ID?”

“No.”

“Bring HP, no?”

Zinnia just woke up. He didn't bring anything. Her phone was in the bag and it looked like her bag was left in Ren's car.

Perfect.

Zinnia again threw away a face not caring.

“You really want to be in jail?” Ask officers.

“Udah, Sir. Aja prison. Model people are so unconscious even in prison. Poor basic. It's just guts.” Grunting lady.

“Bodo. From on sell *****.” Reply Zinnia. And his words certainly made the woman more angry.

The woman was about to lash out and beat up Zinnia. Fortunately, her boyfriend held her back.

“Udah, already. Don't fuss here!”

Because Zinnia was uncooperative, the officer finally inserted Zinnia into the cell at the back of the police station.

The place was a bit dark and damp. Pondering too. The smell of wetness almost dominated the place. But it did not make Zinnia tremble in fear at all. He immediately curled up in the corner of the room and tried to make himself as comfortable as possible.

The day is near dawn. And Zinnia still felt at home curled up on the floor with the simple carpet. He hugged his body to drive away the cold.

Actually, the pores have been bristling since. He was just trying to survive the torment of the cold air piercing his bones. He tried to ignore the pain. The pain that was still inferior to the pain that was lodged in his heart.

Slowly, Zinnia began cursing herself as she recalled Ren. That guy must be worried about her right now. And suddenly his heart became pias. The tear granules slowly descended past his ears. He is under the spell of endless guilt. Shame that still mounts uncontrollably.

“I'm sorry, Brother Ren.” He is in silence. Only the sound of the ear-burning mosquito accompanied him that morning.

The sound of mosquitoes slowly ushering him into dreamland. Which is the perfect escape from all the problems that exist. There, he could do whatever he wanted. This includes resting comfortably and quietly on a swing made of soft clouds.

SERIATE.....