
Bab112
The second day Azkia stayed in the rented there were no obstacles whatsoever, she was immediately familiar with the kind-hearted Bu Heti.
Fortunately Azkia was able to understand her difficult life when from the beginning she was taken by her father, separated from her mother's family. So even now Azkia is mentally strong, her thoughts are like adults. What is the difficulty can immediately get a way out of it.
As is the case today, Kia gets 10,000 money from Bu Heti because it has helped make a circle of pentols, coupled with eating full and can be entertainment, because there are friends chatting as well.
Azkia's money was kept well on a shirt that had a pocket with a zipper, Azkia kept it there, then her clothes were placed at the bottom.
The room was neat, clean, clothes clothes were folded. Azkia slept even though it was still seven o'clock at night. The power of a child cannot be equated with that of an adult l, of course Azkia is exhausted. Especially with a truly tormented mind.
Bugh! Bugh! Bugh!
The sound of the door being knocked.
"Woi! Openaa!"
Bugh! Bugh!
The door is not open either.
"Bang-sat, bratty kid, sleeping kayak kebo," grumbled Gandi.
He leaned against the wall, his body hollow because it was a little mabok. While waiting, maybe her son prepares from waking up, then opens the door. However, there was no sound of people moving at all from within.
The door was pushed back until some neighbors looked out. What noise?
Gandi makes no noise at night.
Time still shows at 08:30, it is still daytime for someone to sleep .
But unlike Azkia who has been sleeping since seven, automatically at eight has fallen asleep. In maximum satisfaction. Last night was also sleep deprivation. Until the heavy sleepiness can not be held again.
Once again Gandi banged on the door and shouted.
"Azkia open!"
Azkia heard someone calling her, her eyes slowly opened. He kissed her ears.
Is he dreaming? Someone call him or reality?
Circulated views around the room, heard again whether there are calls or hallucinations alone. Viewed the window glass from behind the curtain. Is there a shadow of someone?
Askia did not feel someone was outside, she was trying to sleep again. But before long he was like hearing someone talking near his room.
"Heh, why the hell are you so noisy? Look at the people on the geliatin here," said Daryanto who just arrived.
Gandhi and Daryanto went home together. However, Daryanto went to the shop next door first to buy cigarettes. When he came home to the rented, saw the gandi was pounding on the door and actually from a distance had also heard the screams of Gandi.
Neighbors dared not protest because they saw Daryanto as someone feared in the rented complex.
Daryanto is not evil to neighbors, only there has been a problem when neighbors commit crimes. Daryanto came forward to clean it up, even to physical Adu.
Daryanto's tall body is large and he is used to living on the streets, of course winning from the troubled person.
The neighbors felt helped, but with that the neighbors were also afraid of Daryanto. Because it turns out he will not hesitate to hurt others, even though at that time the incident happened, it was long ago.
The bad guy in question, now that he does not contract there anymore, he is wrong for molesting a neighbor's child. And it's taken care of by the authorities.
Daryanto rarely greeted neighbors, even when passing in front of them. That makes it better for neighbors to find safety, although it has not been proven whether Daryanto harms neighbors or not.
All just because of Daryanto's character and the tragedy of the time that made the neighbors did not dare to mince words or fight him.
"It's been a long time since my son" said Gandi.
Daryanto tried to bang on the door, only to bang, not with a shout.
Azkia who was awake was very sure that there was someone knocking on her door and of course it must be her father, Azkia thought. He immediately stood up, walked up to the door and opened it.
"I want to go straight to the room. Tired," said Daryanto after seeing Azkia open the door.
The little boy, who was about a meter tall, had his forehead pegged on the door handle, as he grimaced in pain.
"When you sleep, don't forget****," said Gandi. Instead of checking Azkia, if anyone was hurt when her child fell.
Azkia could not explain why she could sleep so soundly.
"Don't make Daddy emotional. Back home, I want to take a break. At this hour you are sleeping. Didn't you sleep last night? What other activities? Play? Lots of kidnaps in town. Don't wander," said Gandi before completely laying himself on the mat.
While taking off his shoes which were then thrown into the corner. Gandi was still venting resentment at his son. Because it opened the door for so long. Makes Gandi's heart so dick.
Gandi did not realize that his son had no friends there, no entertainment and was alone in the contract. Must be bored. Not even food.
Gandi hooked his clothes on the back hanger of the door and threw a package of food at Azkia who was still sitting on the floor, not getting up when she fell.
"Eat the full tuh, so that you can sleep again," said Gandi.
Azkia shed her tears. He was used to receiving treatment from his father, but why was it still sad. Want to run away can't, where to ask for protection?
The same as Mrs Heti? That would be troublesome.
Azkia, though still a conscious little. Other people certainly do not want to be in big trouble, he also realizes not to be spoiled, must endure and continue to be patient.
Gandi who had been lying on the mat, with a pillow still with his bag, was disturbed by Azkia's sobbing.
"Woi! Cengeng very lo? Gus is going to sleep, out of work. Tired!" gandi shouted, throwing the scabbard beside him at Azkia.
Azkia was automatically more afraid, her seat was increasingly shuffled mepet on the wall.
"Dah, eat tuh, not very grateful anyway lo. Do you feel capable? Can you fast all day? Tomorrow I will not buy food. Lo, that's great. Not eating is also alive" said Gandi with eyes closed but still nagging.
Azkia slowly opened the food wrapping rubber.
"Oh my goodness...! Kids don't know themselves. Azkiah...! A-yah ma-u ti-dur don't know?" gandi shouted with great emphasis when he said he wanted to sleep.
Azkia immediately stopped moving her hand. He knew, his father was disturbed by the sound of crackles and rubber wrapper opening.
"Well, that. Lackeys. You can eat no noise," continued Gandi.
Azkia very slowly scooped up the rice bit by bit.
Even the mucus that came out of his nose he put on the shirt, wanting to cry sobbing, could not. In her shadow, Azkia was crying, hugging someone, but could not. On whom? That desire just crossed my mind.
Not long heard the snoring from Gandi. Azkia glanced briefly at her father, then touched the bag of crackles slowly. Turns out his father was not disturbed by the sounds, his sleep may have been sound.
Azkia immediately sped up her meal and threw away the garbage from the food wrapper in a crackle, which was prepared for garbage. After drinking, Azkia sat for a while, because remember first said her grandmother if you eat do not immediately sleep or lie down.
Azkia opened the door slowly, she wanted to come out and finish something that was choking on her heart.
The door was shut tight he went behind MCK. The rented area in front of him was still a vast land, overgrown with several wild trees and plants. On his left were several rice fields, so freely for Azkia to calm down for a moment by crying.
Azkia was sitting on a stone attached to the wall of the MCK, maybe a boundary stone of the ground or.
Although Azkia was alone she could not cry roaring, afraid to invite the attention of neighbors. However, Azkia needed to let out a tightness in her chest.
...'O God, Mother says You are all, You are all-giving, Azkia wants help, meet Azkia with mother. Said grandma, mom in Jakarta. Please tell mom Azkia is here. Pick up Azkia, God.......
...Azkia also pity on father, let father not be angry constantly, not cape, not dizzy ngurus Azkia, so Kia must go....
...But Kia wants to go to mom, Azkia does not dare to go anywhere if there is no Azkia knows. Azkiah was afraid of Allah, Azkiah wanted to be embraced, Azkiah was alone... Nikk...'...
In the midst of his cries and the voice of his heart to the creator, Azkia immediately smothered her own mouth with clothes that had been wet by tears and mucus from her nose. He saw someone passing by, not wanting until the person found out there was himself crying inside .
Seriate....