MY LOVELY, SAHARA
Chapter 3 - I'm Broken (Cakra )
You are the definition of a second home, after my first home was destroyed.
Cakra~
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Cakra hardly ate breakfast because he thought about his mother's problems. As a result, until school he went straight to the canteen to just fill the stomach with fried food or bread.
"Laper really ye, until diterieriakin not horrified?" tanya Rival sat next to Cakra.
"I'm afraid not to go hunting, lately rarely eat at home." The chakras continue to chew the bread piece into the mouth. After the toilet, sip warm sweet tea as a cover.
Bell ceremony sign will begin to ring. This is the reason Cakra came to the cafeteria first, because Monday was a ceremonial day and he had to eat breakfast.
"The chakras!" exciting Rival. He hesitated to tell his best friend or not.
"Hm? What's up?"
"I saw your papa all night" said Rival hesitantly.
"Oh, this is true."
"But she's the same pretty aunt, in the caffe. In fact,-" Rival is choked when Cakra turns to horror at him.
Not until answering, Cakra has escaped a heavy breath.
"Where's the caffe?" tanya Cakra, was paused by the other students who were starting to get crowded standing in the field. Yes, Cakra and Rival had unknowingly joined the twelveth graders to attend the flag ceremony.
"Later on," muttered Rival as a concubine as possible.
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Returning home from school, Cakra intends to visit a caffe which Rival said is a place that is often visited by his father. Not with adult problems! The young man just wanted to know how bad Lendra was out there.
"Val, is this the place?" ask Cakra.
Rival nodded, "it looks like the pretty aunt took care of this caffe. You see, almost every day your father is here, if I go home from school like to pass by," explained Rival.
Cakra sighed again, "but this is a long way from the office where my Papa works?" tanya Cakra doesn't believe.
However, Rival's words are true. Evidently the black pajero car owned by Papanya parked in front of the caffe just now.
"That's Om Lendra" exclaimed Rival.
Two children in white ash uniforms carrying backpacks entered the caffe area, following in which direction Papa Cakra walked.
"Mas, finally here! Kangen knew." a woman greeted Papa Cakra with a spoiled hug. A much younger woman than her mother.
Rival rubbed Cakra's shoulders, hoping that his best friend was not up to emotion.
However, it is unexpected that Rival because Cakra directly approached Lendra there.
Prok prok's...
The loud clapping chakra left Lendra and her dark lover stunned.
"I just found out that there's the most cowardly man in the world!" Spitting chakra on the floor. Staring sharply at his Papa and of course ja lang who was in the arms of the old man.
"Cakra what are you doing here?" geram Lendra's.
"Of course to surprise you, dear Lord Lendra! Divorced my mother, you cheated on her as if she were the truest human being. Hitting my mama at home just to cover up one carcass you kept. Great, very great!" exclaim the Cakra with a pressing tone.
Visitors to the cafe suddenly noticed those who suddenly became the center of attention. Lendra flushed in anger, while the woman who was with him lowered her head in shame.
"Perse My Mama!"
"You talk, Cakra!" Again Lendra will hit Cakra. However, Cakra swiftly held his Papa's hand so as not to land freely as well as the eel on his cheek.
"This is how you treat me and my mom? Always wearing hands? Haha, I wonder what if that hand I broke! What can still be with a jumawa slapping us!"
"Mas, how brazen your son is! The same time Papa himself even humiliated in public." The woman next to Lendra was trying to pump.
"Go home! We can talk at home, just be embarrassed." Lendra stared intently at Cakra.
"Oh, so! So if at home, papa can more freely throw tables and chairs without being seen by others. Ck!"
"Oh so at the KDRT house."
"Well, it's crazy to play girls again. Where the child knows in front of the eyes. O father, shame on the same age that already smells the ground."
Some people whispered and talked to each other after witnessing the Cakra and Lendra debate.
Rival who had been waiting at a safe distance gradually approached and pulled Cakra.
Even caffe visitors immediately decide to move without waiting for their order to come.
"Yes, you rioters!" screech the woman.
Lendra swiftly drew Cakra, but was restrained by Rival.
"Om don't be rude with Cakra" he shouted in defense.
Actually, he had not wanted to advance, but Rival chose to give space for Cakra to express his frustration.
"Don't interfere in my family's affairs" Lendra said.
Cakra stomped on his Papa shoes and then escaped with Rival.
"Bad!" maki Lendra's.
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Cakra was bored with Rival who kept pulling his hand.
"Stop already," he exhaled in a breath. They wear helmets and plug gass from caffe regardless of Lendra's screeches.
"I'm coming, Mas." The woman grabbed the bag and followed Lendra into the car without caring for the lull and the caffe visitors who corner her.
Areta chooses the cuek and gets into Lendra's car after putting the caffe business on her employees.
"Why don't we get divorced, we can get married!" whinek Areta is like a boy.
Lendra just sighed. "I was recently promoted to the post. So hold on first, then my image in the office becomes ugly if they know the news of my divorce because of you. I don't want you to do anything," exclaimed Lendra with a faint smile. Although some of his hair began to whiten, it did not make his charm as a senior crocodile fade.
"But Mas can corner Mbak Kinanti, Mas can make Mbak Kinanti wrong in the eyes of people." Areta is still not giving up, it's good that Lendra has been fucking her, the whole life must be a mistress. Thought that thirty-year-old woman. Due to a wrong relationship with Lendra, Areta instead transformed into a teri class actor.
Lendra parks her car outside the fence with no intention of bringing it in, while Areta shamelessly follows along like a duckling.
"Lint," cried Lendra on the doorstep.
From the kitchen direction, Kinanti came with a home-made negligee on her knees as she was making some cathering orders.
"Ck! Ma'am-mbak, pantes aja Mas Lendra not at home. You are like a gini, more like a ba bu than a wife" Areta exclaimed in a mocking tone.
Cakra put on his motorbike, he stepped in but was stunned when he saw his father angry even to the point of bringing his dark lover set foot in the house.
"Enough, Pa!" snapped Cakra. He immediately embraced Kinanti and took her away from Lendra.
"Mama hasn't finished the chakras!" kilah Kinanti, he gave up! Today too, he asked Lendra to run him.
Unknowingly, Lendra said talak to Kinanti.
Although sad not because of it, Kinanti still straightened her head.
"Yes, if you are not the wife of Mas Lendra, you lift your feet from this house" cried Areta girang.
"By pleasure" ketus Cakra.
In the afternoon, Cakra and Kinanti tidied up all their belongings. Until the night before, his black car left the Lendra residence with a very heavy rain.
"Where are we going now, Ma?" ask Cakra. The dream of having a whole family destroyed was scattered along with the wounds that his Papa had inflicted. Without wanting to understand the position of Mama, the desire of Mama and even her papa is just so baji ngan that this demanding hobby is without wanting to know anything.
"Where if you find a small contract, do you mind?" Cakra.
After turning a few paths, they finally found a suitable contract. A small house on the outskirts of Semarang. Although far from the old house, but the house is strategic and cheap. Located on the side of the highway, it's just that Cakra will have difficulty leaving school considering his motorbike is still left in his Papa's house.
"How much Ma?"
"Seven million a year, ma'am!"
"Can I get a post? I mean pay a few times," please Kinanti.
"Can I make it later," exclaimed the owner of the contract.
Cakra is dreamy, thinking about the fate of Mother Love. After the lives he and Mama changed, could they still help the parlour?
In between the Cakra daydreams, he remembered the Sahara.
"Sahara, we are the same now. My first home was destroyed, too. What if in the end I'm just like you, am I as strong as you?"