Namoras
The most painful humiliation

Namora raised her head slightly when she heard some sounds of footsteps from the inside of the house coming out accompanied by a friendly greeting.

"Wah wow. I did not think that Dhani son of bang Panjul and Rendra nephew Mr. Willi could take the time to attend this birthday event of my sister. What an honor!" A friendly voice echoed from the lips of a man in his 30s.

Just when Dhani heard this voice of flattery, she stared at the direction the voice came from, then spread her arms. Smiling he also said, "Bang Arda. Uh. This brother is too complimentary,"

The one who came out of the house was Arda. Beside him was Ardi and a few others.

Because they had a very good cooperation, it is not surprising that Arda is very respectful to Panjul. Who does not know Panjul. A pretty influential person in this stone city. In fact, during the heyday of the skull gang and Jordan gang from the city of Kemuning, no one dared to offend Panjul, Ganjang and Mokmok.

Arda also sees Rudi's whereabouts among them. Then they embraced each other too.

"You're Rudi, right? Wow, you're big fast. I used to remember when you used to use color running around the house for fear of water" Arda told the story of Rudi's children.

Rudi can only smile shyly when his behavior when he was a child was dismantled here.

"Come on! Have seat. Bring your other friends here!" Arda said as he walked towards the empty table, where next to him, Namora was sitting. But, Arda immediately frowned when he saw the unwillingness in everyone's eyes.

"What's wrong? Do you stand up. Come onlah! Don't embarrass us as hosts. What do people say later? They'd think we didn't respect the guests,"

"Uhs. What's this bad smell?" Suddenly Rendra closed his nose.

"Don't you?" Diaz was astonished. But when he saw Rendra blink his eyes, Diaz immediately connected, and also followed close his nose, then again said. "Yes. I smell bad. It was as if this smell was coming out from behind the iron bars!"

"What do you mean?" Tanya Arda did not understand. Merisda also now approached them followed by Dosma and Ernita.

It didn't take long, everyone now turned their faces towards Dhani and the others.

"Bao. Let me ask Merisda. Did you invite an inmate's son to your birthday?" Diaz asked as she looked at Merisda.

"Inmate? Who is this inmate's son? Everyone present here is the best friend of the school with Merisda. As for the others are the employees in my office," Arda and Ardi still did not understand. But when he saw that the eyes of Rendra, Dhani and the others were heading towards Namora, then inevitably Arda and the others now shifted their eyes.

Namora who was sitting alone at the table seemed to be misbehaving. He hoped someone would help him at this time. But it's just hope. Because no one wants to help him.

"What's wrong? Is that smell from this table?" Rudi was as if pouring oil on a burning fire.

"Mer. Why did you invite Namora? Did you know that this is the son of an inmate?" Ask Diaz.

Pretending not to understand, Merisda was slightly surprised. But this is just acting. He immediately asked like a dazed person. "Inmate's son? Where's Namora's son of a prisoner?"

"Ask him directly!"

The whispers are starting to sound. In fact, dozens of pairs of eyes stared in disdain towards Namora. Not many people know that Namora's father, Tigor, is in prison.

Namora now really feels stripped. He was both angry and ashamed. Why on an event like this Dhani and his gang as if opening his disgrace.

"I don't know. If I had known, I wouldn't have even invited him,"

Namora looked nervous. Unable to say a word.

Now, Dosma and Ernita seem to be additional actors who begin to curse and insult Namora.

"I didn't think it turned out that the one chasing you was a child inmate. It's ruined your reputation!" The two girls' ejek.

"Shut up!" Merisda looked annoyed at this moment. But again, it's just acting.

"Who was he here with? I hope, before my sister's birthday party gets messed up, you better go home!" Shouts Arda and Ardi. Clearly now he was staring at Namora like a ringworm dog for nothing. It can even be treated as he pleases.

Merisda stared at Jericho, Juned, Jaiz, James, Julio and Jufran.

As if knowing this gaze for them, then none of them opened their mouths.

"Excite this guy. Just make a mess. How can we be friends with an inmate's son?"

Distinct words sounded from the crowd.

"Jericho! I saw you guys coming together, right? Now I beg you to tell him to leave my house. Otherwise, my show would really be ruined," Merisda asked Jericho to have Namora taken away immediately. But it seems Jericho is reluctant to drive Namora home. Because, the event has not reached its peak. He had just met a girl.

"Mer. I am the son of an inmate. But is that shit me in your eyes? My father didn't hurt anyone. So, why are you so insulting? Have you forgotten the kindness I've been giving you all along. Because of you, I even spent my savings. After what I did, you can repay me like this, "Namora starts to open her voice. That's all he can do right now. That is, to give a defense of himself.

"Dirty. What man are you. Tapping kindness. If so, I'll give you your money back!" Merisda ran into the house, then she came back again with a handful of money in her hand.

After the distance between himself and Namora stayed a few steps, he threw the money towards Namora's face. "Take your money, then go!"

Seeing this, Jericho immediately approached Namora, then whispered. "Morah. To ease things, and in order not to ruin this event, you better go home first!"

Namora looked at Jericho's face blankly. He did not expect that Jericho was so cowardly and did not defend himself. If this was Jol, he would have fought for his own sake.

"Are these the words that come out of the mouth of a friend? Do you remember that yesterday, you were the one who asked me to attend this event. You say things to convince me. Now I know that the soul of your friendship is as thin as an onion skin!" Tearful Namora said those words in front of Jericho.

Jericho also seemed to regret saying such words to Namora. Anyway, he's a little nervous.

"I'm going to go. But after this, you won't find the old Namora anymore. Because after this incident, this Namora is dead! And you (Jericho, Juned, Jaiz, James, Julio and Jufran) You are my best friend, but not my sidekick!"

After saying those words, Namora left the gift she was carrying right on the table, then she passed away leaving the venue of the event with her heart broken into pieces.

He has twice been destroyed. And this is the loudest. This punch was so strong and that he felt in a period of not up to a month.

Namora could no longer hold back her tears. Tears of disappointment, anger, resentment, and pity toward his humiliated father. And it seems, this wound even if it heals, will leave a very deep scar.

While walking, Namora pulled out her phone, then contacted Ameng to pick her up immediately.

Seriate...