MY PSYCHOPATH BOYFRIEND
02. Fragile

..."The thing I never imagined would happen in my life is .. when someone I love so much goes away for good in my life."...

...~Ragel Shaquille Adhitama~...

Ragel wears his denim jacket. Fold the sleeves of the jacket over the wrists. The guy took the keys to the bike. Walk towards the door of the house, do not forget the guy locked it. Then go, along with his favorite big bike.

***

"Eh, Den Ragel. How's Den doing?" ask mang Ujang.

Ragel smiled faintly, nodding lightly at the middle-aged man who had once worked in his house. "Good News Mang. Mamang himself how are you? Right okay? Family's good news, right?" ask Ragel back.

"Good Den. Duh, mamang has not seen Aden tea for a long time. Mening pisan casep eu!" puji Mang Ujang's. Makes Ragel chuckle a little.

"Mamang is also not less handsome," praised Ragel back.

"Duh, the casep if praised. Muji returned. Mamang is already Den aged," said mang Ujang shyly.

"Yes, even though he is old. Mamang remains handsome like Ragel," said Ragel still chuckled small. Mang Ujang chuckled a little.

The son of his former employer. It can really melt the atmosphere. It had been a long time since Mang Ujang had met with Ragel. The boy who was always cheerful and chatty, now has grown up.

It felt like Ragel was still as high as his shoulder. Now, even her shoulder-height self Ragel.

"Aden wants to go to the mama's grave?" ask mang Ujang.

Ragel nodded. "Yes mang. If so, Ragel said goodbye first," said Ragel. The guy walks into the TPU gate.

Mang Ujang looked at Ragel's wide back and held him away. He had not worked at the boy's house for a long time.

Now, Mang Ujang must return to his old job before working at the boys' house.

Become a wonderful cottage TPU guard.

***

There was one request that Ragel wished it could be granted. Only one, if he knew it was impossible.

She wants her mother to live. On his side, Papa and himself. Complementing their families who have been lost because of the absence of the mother.

Maybe you're looking at Ragel's family going to be okay. After her mom left her and her papa.

You guys are wrong. Ragel felt more lost. There was something lacking in him.

"Hi Ma! May Mama be well there well," said Ragel rubbed the ceramic tombstone.

"Ragel kangen" continued Ragel lirih. The white cheek of the man was wet from a drop of tears.

"Well 5 years old, Ma. Ragel still can't believe, Mama quickly left Ragel with Papa." Ragel rubbed his face wet with tears. Ragel thinning lips. Trying to stay strong. "Mama doesn't look like Ragel and Papa? Must be kangen, right?"

The guy in the denim jacket pulled out the grass that started growing around his Mama's grave. Then sprinkle flowers.

"Mama know? 5 Years old Mama passed Ragel to Papa. And those 5 years too, Ragel grew up without Mama's affection. Ragel kangen's. Same with Mama's cooking. Same with Mom's smile. Kangen squirming Mama Jahilin Papa. Until Papa snags. I heard Mama's laughter. Same with the absurd stories of Mama. Agora ..." Those tears, kept falling soaked the cheeks of the guy with that firm face line.

Ragel. Grasping the grave of the mother. No matter how dirty his hands are. "Why should Mama leave Ragel? Why did Mama make a promise? Mama said, Mama will always be there for Ragel. Mama will always be in Ragel's life. Mama and Papa will not leave Ragel alone."

Ragel's hands dug up the soil of his Mama's tomb. The boy's tears fell more and more, until his Mama's grave was wet.

"Why ... why should the dream continue to appear Ma? Why can't Ragel sleep in peace? Ragel's afraid. Ragel is afraid of Mah. Ragel should what? So that the dream doesn't come again when Ragel sleeps?"

Ragel dug the soil of the tomb. The boy's breath is hunting. Her eyes reddened, sobs continued to come out of her lips.

But again, it wasn't a nightmare. The dream is real. Present in the life of 12-year-old Ragel.

"Ragel should what? It feels like the world is punishing Ragel. Ragel is innocent, Ragel doesn't even know what happened. Why should Ragel? Why should Ragel be punished? Why!" lirih Ragel, the guy went back to digging the grave of the mother.

"Ragel wants Mama back. Ragel wants Mama to always be next to Ragel. Ragel doesn't want to be alone. Ragel doesn't want to! Hiks, hiks, hiks, Mama must return! Mama has to come back Mah! Temenin Ragel is here! Temenin Ragel!"

Ragel tried to dig her grave with his hand.

"Geez, Ragel!" pekik Pak Tama's.

The middle-aged man approached Ragel. Take the hands of the child just a dirty puppet, then clean it.

"Ragel don't be like Gel! Istighfar Gel's! Istighfar!" Mr. Tama pulled Ragel into his arms. Calm the child just the way it is.

Earlier, when Mr. Tama would return home to pick up something that stayed. Suddenly Mang Ujang called, and told himself that Ragel was at his wife's grave.

"Udah Papa said. If you want to go to Mama's grave. Tell me Papa. Don't go alone without Papa. Papa's worried about Gel. Papa doesn't want you to do something like that."

"Ragel should be how Pah? Ragel was afraid, Ragel was afraid of Pah," raced Ragel in Papa's arms.

"Ragel! There's Papa beside you always. Don't think you're alone in this world. There's Papa!"

Ragel shook his head strongly. "Ragel wants Mama! Ragel wants Mama back Pah!" The man raised his face, looked at the Papa with reddened eyes and quivering lips.

"Gell! Conscious Gel! Conscious!" Mr. Tama cupped his son's face. "Mama's calm down there, Gel. Mama is calm. If you're sad, then Mama will be sad there. You promised Papa not to cry anymore. You forgot your promise, hm?"

Ragel it .. looks always gives his bright smile to everyone. Looks all right. Though in him, Ragel is a really fragile person.

***

Olivia stared wryly from afar at the boy who was fumbling in her Papa arms. The girl did not really hear the boy's behavior.

But Olivia knows how the guy was destroyed when the person she loved the most for good.

Olivia turned her head, looking at the white tombstone. The girl rubbed the tombstone slowly. Thinning lips. I want to feel crying.

But it seems free.

As loud as Olivia cried. As strong as Olivia convinced herself that her brother still exists. It'll just be free. Because in fact, Gilang-Bang Olivia's brother.

Will not return to his side.

"Did you know? Every time Oliv came to the tomb. The boy always cried out loud in front of his mother's grave." Olivia started the story. The girl wiped away the trace of tears on her cheeks. "Oliv wanted to approach the boy. And say, if crying can bring back the people we love are always by our side. Then I'll do the same thing, as you do every time you come to your mother's grave," Olivia said.

Olivia chuckles small. "But Oliv did not have enough courage to approach the boy. Because Oliv knows how it breaks when our loved ones leave forever and ever leave us here."

Olivia rubbed her teary face. Trying to stay strong, it really hurts. "It's still a dream bang. It's really like a dream. Brother went to leave Oliv, father, and mother. It felt like Oliv was about to wake up from a dream that Oliv had never imagined. Even if Oliv doesn't want to imagine, if you leave that fast."

Oliv sat on the ground beside his brother's grave. Rubbing the white tombstone was soft. Tidying up the flowers that began to scatter over the grave of the brother.

"But this opens the dream. It's real, it's real. And Oliv doesn't know what to do with it. If the harsh reality is ... when Oliv realized, if Brother .. is not beside Oliv anymore."

Olivia, as fragile as the boy earlier.

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