Our Teen Story
PROLOGUES
Two years ago.
"Ris, who is she?" ali asked with a fine frown on his forehead. How not to be confused, Risda has just come out of the house with a man who is not known Ali.
Just as Risda looked about to reply, the man took a step forward and looked at Ali with a dislike look. "Who are you? I'm Risda's husband! don't ever bother my wife with my son again!" he shouted while pushing Ali's shoulder hard enough.
Ali's gaze immediately looked at Risda as if asking for an explanation, but the woman only nodded her head. "I'm sorry Al," he said slowly that immediately managed to make Ali's heart was destroyed instantly.
Has he been deceived all this time? didn't Risda say she was divorced from her ex-husband? "Ngapain is still here? go!" snarl the man tightly. Ali could only look grudgingly at Risda's husband, some people who passed by the courtyard of the house stared at Ali with various expressions.
Ali clenched his hands firmly, sooner or later he would definitely avenge all of this, very much not accepting of being treated like this in front of many people. "You go now Al, don't ever call me and Raisya again" Risda said without the slightest guilt to Ali.
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2 Years Later.
The chirping of magpies seems to be an encouragement on this sunny morning, some residents have gone through their routines. Some have gone to work, children are busy playing, and housewives are gossiping in vegetable stalls. But there are also those who are still asleep, Ali Mahendra, a man born in 1998 who works as a barista in a cafe that is quite crowded visitors in the city of Bandung.
"Aa, wake! Work!" The screams and the sound of the impatient knocking of the door from outside the room made Ali's eyes slowly open, irritated by his disturbed slumber, he still had time to stretch his body first.
While clucking softly, Ali stared at the door lazily. "Whispering Ca, still drowsy," Ali grumbled as he pulled back the blanket and was about to resume his sleep.
"Week clock!" answer the scream outside, heard the sound of footsteps away from his room. Ali could only breathe out slowly, one of his hands started reaching for the phone and then turning it on, immediately Ali's eyes opened wide, he immediately stood up from his sleep. At 08:37.
I want Ali to scream. "Crazy, this is bad luck!" ali quickly took the towel, but when the towel was in his hand he returned it to its place. 'There's no time for a shower'.
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Acha came down the stairs quickly when she heard her phone ring, Princess, that name that appeared on her phone screen, Princess is her classmate who already has an appointment with Acha today. "Hello Put, so come here, right?" acha asked, his hand picking up the toast that stayed one on the plate. While chewing he listened to the Princess's reply from his phone. "Okay, if it's sampe sampe aja yes" said acha then decided the call.
"Daughter?" ask Mama when she passes the dinner table. Her name is Mira's mother.
Acha nodded her head. "Yes mah, at 10 there are online classes, let's do the job together, all of you play here," replied Acha with eyes that continue to focus on her phone.
"Take a mask do not forget, still PSBB. Is she awake?"
Again Acha nodded her head. "Udah!" There was the sound of a door closing fast, followed by Ali who was descending the stairs so quickly. "Why wasn't it built earlier? so bad luck," Ali grumbled while busy wearing his favorite dark blue Adidas jacket.
Acha gave a look of dislike to Ali, he rewinded his body as Ali walked towards him."Ih, I'm sure Aa didn't take a shower, slovenly!" Acha pushed Ali strongly as the man was standing near his chair.
Ali just looked annoyed and got closer. Indeed, the pleasure is always to judge Acha like this. "Li've got a handsome gini, fragrant. The time is not bathing," replied Ali confidently made Acha immediately sneer at Ali's words that made him amused when he heard it.
"Yes, Acha really want the time to call Aa above earlier, Aa just woke up right? the time is already bathing, at most just change clothes. Pantesan is still single!"
Hearing the word singles Ali directly with a gaze of protest and do not accept. He is actually not single, but wants to be alone first in order to be close to many women. "Eits, don't sneak a single Ca. Singles are not a sell, but a choice. Many like Aa, but I'm sorry Aa refused everything because no one has managed to enter the Aa criteria." And it can be guessed that Acha again sneered at Ali's answer who never wanted to lose.
Acha took a slow breath, he turned to the motor parked on the porch. "Added Aa's old motorbike, no one will want to be hugged by Aa, who is in shame, who likes to be dead-handed in the middle of the road," said Acha.
"Acha does not want to tuh, if Acha is escorted to school using a motorbike that Acha is actually embarrassed to know," Acha grumbled that really said it from his heart.
Mira can only shake her head slowly, her two children but always argue every day, the scene like this is no longer strange. "Udah, don't fight. Ali eat first." Mira kept a plate of rice and vegetables on the table.
Just as he was about to sit down and pick up the cutlery, Ali seemed to recall something, Ali looked for a wall clock and his eyes were instantly rounded, eight past fifty-one. "Ali's leaving now, Mah, it's too late, come in at nine." Ali hurriedly walked towards the shoe rack, he put on his shoes quickly and impatiently.
"It's breakfast first, have Ali ready!" Mira warned.
Ali walked up to the dinner table, ate a spoonful of rice. "Udah, Ali's leaving huh Mah. Assalamualaikum." Ali kissed Mira's hand and walked out without waiting for an answer first.
Arriving on the terrace Ali opened the small bag that he was carrying and then heard the sound of Mira who made him go straight back into the house. "Waalaikumsalam, Ali this is the key to miss."
"Be careful, don't rush, it's important to get to work safely" Mira recalled Ali as she returned to pick up the keys.
Ali nodded his head. "Yes, Ali's leaving." Ali glanced at nine hours less six minutes, immediately Ali ran out his favorite motorbike, without being heated first. Ali immediately started the motor and drove quickly.
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In the middle of the trip, the sound of Ali's motor horn continued to sound impatiently. In the slightest he was not ashamed of some people who were looking at him with strange gazes, because what was on Ali's mind now was the time that kept rolling.
"Good, go dong!" ali shouted with annoyance because the bike in front of him did not go forward and seemed slow.
"Sabar dong Mas, also new light ijo," said the man in front of him who could not bear to see Ali's impatient and emotionally draining attitude.
Without caring about the speech, Ali immediately drove his motorbike. Not until there Ali's patience as thin as a tissue divided by 2 sheets, now another thing makes Ali clucked upset because his phone never stopped vibrating, he pulled the motor on the side of the road.
"Hello?" without seeing who contacted him first, Ali immediately used an annoyed tone so that someone who contacted him knew if he had disturbed Ali.
"For Ali, where are you? Your morning shift, right?" SPV sound. Ali scratched his non-itchy buckle, he completely forgot to ask permission too late earlier.
"Sorry Mr. Indra, this is my bike breaking down. But soon nyampe cafe. Are there guests?" ask Ali.
"From nine o'clock there are two people, Americano pesen equals V60. I was from the warehouse, see Asti again confusion in the coffee machine, I think you've entered."
Ali took her breath slowly. Why is it that when he enters early or not late, there is never a guest who comes like that, but why when he is late the guest comes as if to play tricks on him. "Yes, sir, I'll be in the garden soon."
"Okay Al, be careful."
"Ready sir."
Ali breathed heavily, the clock was nine o'clock past seventeen minutes. 'Oh Allah, may the salary not be cut' inwardly. Ali tried to turn on his motorbike several times, but his old motorbike never lived. Panic began to feel. "Dead! it must have been a lie earlier" Ali said. Now Ali is beginning to believe in the words, Ombongan is Do'a.
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Oh yes who does not know what Aa is, Aa is usually used to call an older brother or brother than us.