Rainbow In Someone's Cloud
Pdp1. Flyer

...INFORMATION OF MISSING PERSONS...

Name: Chandani Aqsa

Age: 22 years old

Traits

Body height one hundred and fifty-eight. White skinned, dark brown eyeballs. Lined, long black biker. Last went with a white Honda Scoopy bike.

Contact.

Givan :081×××××××××

Chandra : 081××××××××

Address: Gampong Blang Ara Subdistrict Bukit Bener Meriah Regency.

I saved back the flyer I got two weeks ago. I don't know where else this criminal took me, I kept quiet because I was afraid of the threat. He always threatened, would desecrate me. I'm really afraid it's happening, I'm really afraid of being tainted by this guy who wants to be branded a villain.

Twenty days ago, I was devastated. When KKN in a village not far from my parents' address, I was scuttled on a fairly quiet street. Because of the panic the crowd came, the scuttletter took me away and also my friend's motorbike I was driving. He couldn't get the bike I was riding for five minutes, because I kept fighting and he didn't carry a sharp weapon.

Now, I don't know which area I'm in and which man I don't know his identity with. I want to go home as soon as possible, but I don't know which way to go.

"Eat this, Dek." The scavenger who was full of these tattoos, gave me the fruits back.

All this time I never eat heavy, because indeed we are far from the settlement residents. He went and came back with some fruit, which may have been the result of taking the fruit on the tree.

"Why haven't I been sent home? Or killed all of you?" I'm tired of living, if this is the story.

"Where to go? I just don't know where we are. If you die, who am I with?" He glanced at me, then laughed a little.

He's not so evil even though he's a villain, maybe because it's a novel. But all this time, he never took my veil down.

"It's a forest?" I did not get the fruit he got.

"I don't know." He pulled the skull on his head, then scratched his head.

The bike he was driving away from me was left on the road because it ran out of fuel. Stupidly, why did he take me away?

"Is it still Sumatra?" askaku.

"Give him, we don't cross the sea. Where the hell did you go home to? But if you go home, who do I run away with?" Those black lips, looking dry and chapped.

"Why should I run away? What matters is that I go home, I'm not gonna tell you about me meeting oon." I started picking up a banana that he was carrying a big bunch of.

Seen from the dirty and untidy ends, I'm sure he cut it with a makeshift tool. Yes it may be wood, or sharp stone.

He laughed off. "I'm panicking," she and her laughter eased.

He was my only friend, even though we didn't always talk.

"I'm a DPO at Payakumbuh. I was in your time, which area was it?" akunya.

He was the one the police were looking for.

"In Central Aceh, Bener Festive," I answered quickly, trying to fill the stomach with bananas again.

"Where do we mean now?" tanyanya, by taking one banana as well.

"I don't know! If I knew, I'd be home from yesterday." I eat with my veil covered.

"Tuh, huh? Where's that sheet of water?" He wiped his sweat, then continued to eat his food.

We were so unhygienic that I even drank murky water.

"To that market, which way is it going from here? Are we going out? But if I catch it first, how do you go home?"

It always makes me think.

"That strap, tell the police to take me home." I started enjoying these bananas.

"Well, if you get tainted by the police, how about it?"

Back, he just scared me more.

"Yes time yes? The police." I tried to find my own answers with my beliefs.

"Yes anyway. But if I'm in jail, how will my parents be?"

I want to throw it with a banana peel.

"Yes you're not thinking now?! We're in the woods probably, no news, no money. What about your brother and your parents?" I used to be quiet, but now I talk to him a lot. Not because I was chatty, but he kept asking me to talk.

"Actually, I don't intend to kidnap you. But I'm afraid to be alone again. Going out on the street, scared of the cops. In the woods, you're right, we don't make money." He straightened his legs and massaged his own feet, after the first banana he finished.

"You're so scared, why do you have to be a lawyer?" I didn't think about the action.

"That was my first break. Previously, I was a haunt touts in front of SMP." He took another banana.

"Why deal with the police?" I remember saying that he became a DPO.

"Ikut ngeroyok. Though follow-up, but do not know the temen who was gang-knocked it dead." He opened the banana slowly.

"Ngapain following along?" I finished my first banana.

"Yes his name is also a cry." He sighed. "If for example I move to Java, am I still a DPO? I'm fine living in the interior like this, the important thing is to send money to my family, but do you want to nemenin?"

He doesn't know who my parents are.

Tell a story for what? he's a criminal, and he actually wanted to kidnap me for wanting a ransom from my parents.

"I don't understand the DPO problem that way. Then, you're Payakumbuh's guy?" I chewed the banana slowly.

"Yes, I'm West Sumatran. What do you mean? How old are you?"

After seventeen days together, he asked about my age. He knew my name too, from the leaflets I got.

"Yes the Festive Bener. I was twenty-two years old. What's your name? Are we the same age?" My family settled there, but originally there was no Acehnese blood at all in my family.

This time I asked about him.

"Rai Faza, I'm two five. I look old, right? Understandably, from the age of Junior High I have been a hauler in the market."

The economy that urged him had to work at an early age and had to be on the streets. Why do I mention it's on the street? Because he said that he was Calo public transport in front of the school.

"Sorry, weren't you in school?" I got to pause this stomach-sucking session.

"The first-class SMP I quit. It's not because parents can't afford it, but because of friends' laughter. Continue to be invited uncle work in the market, rather than truant, make parents think. Uh the persistence, finally quitting school." She smiled sweetly.

He was a sweet black, not so thick. Especially now, we were always in the shade. So, he was not so charred as when he first met.

He was not squinty and not belo as well, but his eyelashes and eyebrows were dense. His nose was not so sharp and his body was not so tall, probably only about a hundred and sixty-five or so an inch or two.

His body was skinny cungkring, he often took off his hoodie so I learned that he had tattoos on his back, chest to his entire neck. He also has earrings on his right and left ear, but the earrings are like buttons. His hair was pitch black, because he always covered his hair with present-day skulls, probably because he was overheated in his work and it became his habit to use skulls every day.

"Why keep looking?" He scrunched his forehead.

Well, I got caught watching him.