MY HEART HAS DIJLEB-JLEBIN YOU
COSPLAY DAY

It appears that Bastian is sitting on one of the most shady park chairs, fanning himself with a hat. Bastian looked very tired. Just natural. It has been two hours Bastian surrounded the fairytale palace concept tourist attractions, in order to find the existence of Zaim who according to Nisma, secretary of Zaim, was cosplayed as a janitor. Nil. No janitor with a height above 180 inches who wears buff and head covering ala peasant.

"Where exactly are humans?" Bastian reached into his phone, intending to make another phone call.

"Breaked?"

Spontaneous Bastian moved, and the relaxer pointed the gun at the origin of the arousing voice.

Zaim lowered Bastian's gun with a broomstick handle. "You're fit for a horror movie. Want a danain cave?" zaim said, dropping his body into a chair.

Bastian sighed. "Damn."

"Your eyes minus what's blind?"

Bastian just turned his head annoyed at Zaim.

"Lu who nyari cave but how can the cave that ngutu you?" Zaim looked over.

"Patience," Bastian's mind. "You asked for it to be done."

"Keep about Ushi Widhiani?"

"Stuck. The cave has to go to Malaysia if the cave plan does not work as well" Bastian replied.

"What plan?"

"Gua believes there are clues to Ushi's past in his room. The cave plans to search his room this week. There must be a clue, even if it's in Ushi's room in Malaysia. You see, Ushi is the same bucin that used to impregnate him. Sure cave."

Zaim just nodded in response to Bastian.

"Chick if not bucin where to be invited this," added Bastian.

"Gua bucin but do not want to be told Kaoru nintuin bread torn."

"Huh? Meanin?"

Zaim. "You didn't make it, go straight to Malaysia. Tell Nisma anything you need in there."

Bastian did not reply, only looking at Zaim who was now sweeping the dry leaves again. For whatever reason, during the surrounding tourist attractions that stand on an area of three hectares of land, Bastian did not see the figure of a man dressed like a pest farmer. All janitors at tourist attractions whose admission tickets are priced Rp80,000 are on average wearing the attributes of the style, and do not sweep as clean as Zaim, and also do not graze garbage with bare hands.

"Now the cave is sure you're serious about the same leak."

"What are the benefits of dating a joke?"

"Huh? A boyfriend? Who?"

Zaim was reluctant to respond, only squatting to observe something behind the grass that was difficult to sweep.

"Don't tell me you macarin is a leak?"

"He was eighteen years old" Zaim replied at last.

"Yes still a dozen, Za. Nih, denger, based on law number 16 of 2019 on changes to law number 1 of 1974 on marriage in Indonesia, the marriage requirement of KUA is at least 19 years of age."

"Yes cave knows, but you don't know?"

"meaning?" Bastian started to bleed.

"The two can buy the law."

Bastian's blood has reached the crown and is ready to be shed at any time. But what to say, the interlocutor's answer is difficult to fend off even if only in the heart.

Bastian managed to catch his breath with great difficulty. "Continue, Love?"

"Emang what is the business of the cave as Kasih?"

"You're pregnant again, Za."

"What child is pregnant?"

"Yes, even though you are not pregnant with your child, but you are still bound by responsibility until you have a crush."

"Lu's sure the responsibility of the cave is just that?"

Bastian was silent, thinking of the answer to the same question.

"The answer is yes if he's alive. But he's dead, and only Love can't work otherwise." Zaim. "Everyone's life is complicated."

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The noise of someone who went down the stairs while Nia was making Nia, Ikbal and Ushi who were busy preparing their breakfast each, compactly turned towards the stairs. The three look impatient waiting for the emergence of the rowdy sound maker aka Vina. And finally Vina also appeared, with facial expressions too cold, like a person who just got a stray remittance. 

"Big news's. Big news." Vina pulled one of the dining chairs and read something on her phone. "Kinan and the gang, mbak canteen, history teacher XII IPS 1, our BK teacher, the same Mr. Abdul, officially out of the World Lantern."

"By?"

Vina simply nodded excitedly in response to Nia.

"What does it mean to come out of the school what about, Vin?"

"Resign, Tan. They said they came to school to get away. But some say some of them are out in the same Principal."

"Sir Abdul the cleaning service musola right? Are you bullied as well as him?" Ikbal looked at Nia.

"Ji–"

"Yes is the time of day." Vina cut off Nia's speech. "At that time the Nia again prayed, eh Pak Abdul suddenly turned on the same lamp ac musola. I ask why he is being obeyed when there are people praying, he replied no look like there are people. It's peres."

"How are those teachers, Vin?" ask Ushi again, while turning off the stove.

Vina did not reply, only turning to Nia, looking at a gaze that was as curious as Ushi.

"You twelfth grade history teacher never, Tan. But if the new BK teacher does. I saw that BK teacher who gave a toy rat to Kinan."

Ushi shook his head, while putting a plate of fried oncom on the table. "You should change schools. Today's taking care of your transfer papers, we're immediately looking for a new school."

"Don't really have to move, Mom? Kan who ngebully the Nia has been outside all."

"Do you think the bullies are just those?" Ushi throws a question at Ikbal.

"But I don't want to change schools, Tan."

"I don't want to either, Mom. The same Esa could be the same Falah nelor in class X forever if I could transfer schools," Ikbal told Nia.

No answer, Ushi just looked alternately at Ikbal and Nia sitting opposite him. Ushi realized that he had gone too far, and had made his decision unilaterally. Because honestly, Ushi was still very worried, even until this second. Bullying is no different from poisoning someone little by little, so which parent will flinch when they find their child poisoned?

When Nia becomes the victim of bullying at school, only one wants Ushi to do as soon as possible. Right, hugged Nia, and then took her to the safest place. Ushi knew Nia and Ikbal were not tempe-cental children who would only cry out for fate in a dark corner of the room. Even so Ushi's decision remains unanimous, remains unilateral, and remains inviolable.

"Cepet abisin breakfast. Keep preparing. We're going to school to take care of your transfer papers with Vina." Ushi left the dining room. "Point."