Possessive Past
CHAPTER 5 - Space and its Secrets

Kiara kept running to equalize her steps with Firga, she did not want to get angry father and mother after school later if Firga to tell the events of today to them.

"Sister, sorry, I never said that, I never told him to hit Brother, I always hindarin him, but he always deketin me, I have to what, brother? I don't know what to do, don't get angry just because things aren't as obvious as this."

Firga's steps stopped, he exhaled slowly while rubbing his cheek that felt numb due to the slap of the man earlier.

"Anged because of something you didn't say? I wasn't angry with you at first, but because of what you said I was ...." Firga clenched her hands hard and then released them with a breath. "I'm not angry with you" he said, continuing his steps.

Actually he could be the same reply men were worse than what he had got, but he remembered his father's words, getting a good stamp was not easy and had the possibility of being able to stamped bad, but he remembered his father's words, but if you get a bad stamp it will be difficult to get a good stamp again. He does not want to be rash, let alone tarnish the good name of his family just because he treats others.

"Space Sis!" shouted a woman with long hair, white skin, her body was small, her face was beautiful, Firga steps stopped, she saw the woman smiling sweetly while waving her hands, but Angkasa was silent instead.

"Auntie Erika yesterday to my house ...."

Not yet had the woman continued her words Angkasa immediately cut, "keep thinking I care?"

Firga tied his eyebrows together, he did not expect a famous Space gentleman to be able to say that to women.

The girl's cheerful face instantly disappeared, she pursed her lips. "So why, anyway, it's always like me, just like Hazel's sister is really good."

Space laughs blandly. "You should be able to value yourself, obviously you are the same Hazel is different, do not incite my mother continue, do not be spoiled with me, I do not like it at all, sick of it!" After saying that Space instantly twisted his body backwards.

Just as he rolled his eyes to meet with the eyes of Phirga, he did not speak anything, nor did he with Phirga. Finally Angkasa immediately stepped away with a hostile expression.

The woman named Arsy, he is the son of a close friend of his mother who is always matched with Angkasa. Angkasa does not like him because it always incites his mother to like him. Every time he spoke, he would carry Hazel's name until Hazel, who knew nothing, got a slur. He did not blatantly vilify Hazel's name, but because of his sweet speech the previously unignited axis immediately released small-started flames so large.

When Firga looked at Arsy, Arsy immediately smiled, his face was sweet and friendly, but who would have thought that behind it all he kept a sneaky attitude that was covered in sweet words.

Firga did not return her smile, not even she was interested in the woman. Without further ado, he just left Arsy. Again Arsy pursed his lips, his feet he stomped on the floor.

"Nyebelin really, brother Angkasa when the hell can lyrics me!" grunts, "let me know her first than Hazel, after all what a beautiful woman is emotional like her, idih."

...***...

Space immediately embraces Hazel as she watches the boy walk in the parking lot with his friends. Hazel who was surprised immediately brushed off Angkasa's hand, she thought it was not Angkasa, her eyes were already shining sharply, her lips were ready to let out spicy words, but all of that was shed again when she found out that Angkasa was the culprit.

"Ah, I guess who," said Hazel as she stroked her chest softly.

"Who are you going home with?" ask Space with a smile.

"Zel, I go first, huh?" friend said.

"Oh yes, sorry, yes ...."

"Look down, Zel," his friend replied with a laugh.

"I am, you know," said Angkasa.

Hazel laughs. "I'd like to take the school bus with them, it's, right, Monday, it's time for tutoring, so I don't think you can take me home."

Space is smiling small. "Let's go home with me," said Angkasa while walking first to his motorbike.

"Eh, you, right, tutoring, Ka," Hazel said as she walked closer toward the sky.

The space breathed slowly and smiled again. "Today I'm not tutoring," said Angkasa.

"Seriously? Later you even truant again, no, I don't want to! Soon there's a replay, you should be able to learn well."

Space laughed a little and then rubbed Hazel's cheeks slowly. "And in the end it's always you who can rank first, right? Even if I study well?"

Hazel was silent. "You want to get first place?" ask Hazel slowly.

Space laughs back. "Let's go up, your mom will worry that you won't come home."

Inevitably Hazel finally boarded the Space Motorcycle.

"Ka? I can give you a chance to rank one" Hazel said on the road.

Space laughed, although his voice was not heard, Hazel could see through the rearview mirror. "You also have to learn good, do not get down because of me, getting something thanks to your own efforts is better than using others. No matter how things push, I won't be that kind of person."

"Is your mother the type of person who cares about your grades?" ask Hazel carefully.

Space smiled softly. His mother did not pay attention to his value, but to his enemies, and Angkasa was his toy robot. He finally nodded.

"Ah ... what do you think your mother is sprained, yes, same me?" hazel asks, she is still not aware of the situation - if actually the beginning of Space approached her because her mother did not want to lose to Hazel's mother.

"Don't think strangely, dear," said Angkasa.

"I'm serious, Ka ...."

Space shakes slowly. "No, remember, yeah, don't think about giving up your grades because I, I'm gonna be really mad at you, I don't want to be a loser, promise, okay?"

Hazel did not reply, her face looked sad, she was indeed as easy as changing mood. Believe me, after this what he just discussed will continue to be remembered until the evening-hours over thinking.

"Hazel, you are like watercolor, the fate of the brush, and I am empty paper that turns beautiful because of your presence," said Angkasa suddenly after a moment of silence.

"Power .. You always make me fly," Hazel said as she narrowed the Space waist plan.

"I don't just engrave words, it's all reality, I used to live like this, you're where I came home." From the darkness of my life when I am not with you, it can only be said in my heart, no matter how his mother treats him, he will not want to talk about his family problems.

"You're the one who's easy to think about, don't think about that ranking, huh?"

Hazel smiled sweetly while sticking her chin on Space's shoulder. "Later tonight call me until I go to sleep so I don't think" he said.

...***...

Firga smiled as she cupped her hands to her chest as she passed her female co-worker. Today his father took him to the office, his father has indeed taught Space since Angkasa was still Primary School. He often takes Angkasa to the office and introduces him to the workers that he is the successor of the company in the future.

Today her father has a guest from another company who turns out to be Hazel's father with his secretary and a young man who is none other than Zayn - her first child.

"I am very grateful that Mr. Arga would come here, even though my intention is to come to the company of Mr. Arga."

Mr. Arga laughed, even though he was no longer young, he still looked handsome, his face was very similar to Zayn. When he was young he must have been a dream man.

"No need to be too formal, I came here because I want to give additional funds for the construction of the orphanage, my intention is not to come, it turns out that today the work is not too much, later tonight invite family, and then I will take the family, we are dinner" said Mr. Arga.

Firga's father and Hazel's father used to be best friends, even while studying in America they were one flat. The woman who is now his wife was once a friend of Hazel's father, she was not initially hooded, but after marrying her Phirga father she changed drastically. Hazel's father was taught to recite the Qur'an and to pray properly by his father.

Gunnar laughed. "When there's a secretary here, there's a CEO, but the owner of the company can be this relaxed, huh?"

"Gue invited the secretary because after this there will be a meeting, and the Zayn, I deliberately invited to know many people, he I just appointed as CEO a few months ago, he said, if he's good I want to relax at home with my wife, let him take care of everything."

Zayn just laughed at his father. His father once told me that he was a motorcycle boy, liked to hang out, he repented while in college and it was all through the middleman of Firga's father. Although he was ultimately not as religious as the father of Phirga, at least he could read the Qur'an and pray correctly though rarely.

"Imitate your father, Zayn, he's been a hard worker from a young age, even though his son's a little restless, about pitted intelligence."

"Now I'm not happy anymore, Om, he said he was afraid of ilfeel's mother," said Zayn laughing.

"Alhamdulillah if this stingy child has repented" said Mr. Gunnar.

Firga and secretary Hazel's father just smiled, they were both unexpected, behind the firm and wise side that the three men had, they could also joke like that. Especially Hazel's father, he thought Hazel's father was a serious man, his face was supportive, in fact behind all that he was a humorous person as well.

"You are very tall, Firga, your mother's father is not very high feeling, not long ago see you are still as a boat Om," said Mr. Arga.

Firga laughs. "I also do not know, Om, maybe the descendants of his father's father," said Firga.

"Grandfather, very complicated father father," sambar Pak Gunnar.

"Yes, that means."

And in the end they talked about the orphanage problem, it turns out Hazel's father only wanted to donate without cooperating, even he said that there was a shortage of being able to contact him.

"How much are you?" ask Mr. Arga when he wants to go home.

"19, Om, next month."

Mr. Arga just nodded his head, after which he did not say anything more and went straight home with the secretary and his son.

"If you have success later, do not forget about Arga, yes, son, he has many services in our company, when our company is still pioneering, he has reaped, he helped father a lot, son, never asked for a return. Although his face looks fierce and indifferent, the original is not like that."

Firga nodded. "Yes, Dad."

Gunnar smiled as he rubbed Firga's shoulder. "Dad always prayed that you could be more successful than Dad. Never forget those who have done good to you, and forget all the ill-treatment of others, just treatment, people do not, do good to everyone, but do not want to be fooled, he said, sincerely do anything, do not leave worship."

Firga nodded back while making up her father's words.

...***...

At ten o'clock in the evening Angkasa went up to the balcony of the house. His mother had been sleeping because of work fatigue, whether to be grateful or pity, tonight there was no quarrel, but he felt unbearable with his mother who had to fight alone to revive his family.

The eyes of Space glare deep into the sky, ten o'clock is the time where he and Hazel finished studying, they are indeed equally as hard as it was while studying, the difference, Hazel because of hobby and Space because of coercion. Actually he wants to sincerely live it all, but the bottom of his heart is not able to accept all this, he wants to be himself, become what he is interested in without being required to be perfect. However, this is the reality, inevitably he had to live everything even though half-heartedly.

As he promised this afternoon, enjoying the night air, he opened the phone to call Hazel.

It wasn't long before Hazel picked him up.

"You haven't slept?" ask Space.

"I'm waiting for you to call" Hazel said with a small laugh.

Angkasa smiled, passing by that wind hit his face, felt cold, but Angkasa did not feel disturbed.

"Hazel, have you ever thought about the ugliness I have?" ask Space.

Hazel mumbled softly. "Em .. I don't think, I always feel glare when I see you, you're really too perfect."

Angkasa smiled wistfully, he did not like the word perfect, because the word perfect squeezed him, put him in bars without doors, he was trapped in it. What people see is only he who continues to be masked because of restraints, without knowing how it actually is.

"Don't judge me to be perfect, Hazel, no human being is perfect, there must be a side where the ugliness is. Expectations that are too high often make us crumble when I know the reality, I'm not as good as you think."

"What, anyway, Ka? Why even be discussing ginian, you again why the hell from this afternoon? You hear me too often without listening, I want to be your listener too. Wh why? You got a problem?"

"I'm fine, even better than you think." But the truth is, she's not okay, not even better than what Hazel thinks.

Hazel sighed softly. "The person who always covers his wounds with good words is a liar, lies to himself, hurts himself, does not feel sorry for himself, exploits feelings."

Space laughs. "I'll be happy when I see people happy even though my heart is no longer fine, haha .. I joke, Zel, I'm really fine again."

"Ka .. whatever you're hiding now, I hope you don't get sick alone, not everyone can spill what he swallows, be it raw or ripe, and I have no problem, every human being has a portion of happiness and misery of each. If now you are in the stage of misery, someday you will be happy. Remember, yes, I'm always there for you, whenever you need me, you can say, I'll help you as much as I can."

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...There is a trailer, you know, can see on youtube with the format: Trailer Secrets and Reality....