Secretary Dadakan
Flashback, Ricki's Childhood

"The guards are helpless. Grandma, my grandfather they are just old people, I want to run to them really I can't bear to see my grandmother being beaten and beaten up, and so did my grandfather. However, they are still silent about my existence. When I was about to come out to them there was one hand that pulled me."

"I'm going to open my mouth to scream when the criminals put their guns on my grandfather, and the crazy woman slapped my grandmother a few times with harsh words. However, my screams were stifled because I was in a trap and I clearly saw my grandfather and grandmother being killed on their hands, I saw their blood clearly. I feel like my body is not powered up I don't remember anything after that.

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The cheerful morning air with the gusts of wind greeted every corner of the souls who were still lulled in his beautiful dreams. The sun was shining this morning, though the light of the sun was trying to break through the cracks of the windows and the glass. However, the wind was no less pampering at that time.

Little Ricki had just opened her eyes, her tiny hands rubbing both her eyes. He was amazed at his current existence. A typical Javanese house, with walls using only neatly woven rooms. The house dominated by wood, with astonishment he opened the blanket that covered his body, how shocked when he stepped on his feet, the floor which was made of shiny and well-maintained wood.

Ricki again opened the window curtain, he was amazed because he saw the vast blue sea. The golden rays of the sun, look like reflected in the blue of the sea. So that the faint beauty of the blue sea fused with the golden color of the sun this morning.

He remembered something, where is he now? Ricki walked out of the room he occupied. Apparently, a middle-aged woman approached her.

"Good afternoon Den, introduce my name Ima, sister bi Ami," he said by greeting Ricki.

However, Ricki did not respond he still looks dazed, he was like looking for someone he walked around the house that is not spacious, his steps stopped while he asked.

"Where are my Grandma and Grandpa?" ask her, with a look for her. "Why is it so quiet here? what is this place, bik?" Ricki again asked this time with an intimidating look.

"This is my home and Ms. Ami, I'm sorry if it makes the young master uncomfortable" he said by clenching his hands.

"I'm not asking who owns this house, why am I here?" holding his chest, it seemed like Ricki remembered something. Not long after, Ricki was lying on the floor unconscious.

Currently his psychology is threatened, already several times he is in danger, he can survive because of the support of his grandparents, from the time he children he always experienced terrible events. Even the closest person was killed before his own eyes. It all happened just because of his father's mistake, that's what Ricki thought.

Since that incident, Ricki has always been a moody child, always locking herself in her room. His situation is really worrying. Even when her parents came, she refused to meet. Just watching Ricki eat and drink makes his parents happy.

Every now and then, he throws things in his room, his eyes blacken, his hair is shabby, even for a bath he does not want to do it. Her mother cried every day to see Ricki's condition. All Ricki did was sit under his bed hugging a picture of his grandparents, sometimes he fell asleep curled up below hugging a photo, every day that was all he did.

Already several psychologists who come every day, but nothing has worked, Ricki still does not open his mouth to speak. Mamy Erna could only hug without any response from Ricki, while eating even Ricki chewed her with a blank look. Mamy Erna saw that was very worried.

"Bah, how's this? ricki's situation is getting worse" he said, still hugging Ricki.

"Calm down baby, everything will be fine I will come the best psychology doctor" he said, trying to hug Ricki.

Ricki looks unhappy, he pushes his papa body and releases both his parents' arms, implied clearly the hatred of Ricki's eyes are aimed at his papa. Ricki fell asleep on his back to his parents, with his hands still clutching photos of his grandparents.

This morning, because. Ricki looked out the window he saw the figure of a small, long-haired black boy running to play on the beach, the little boy was carefree and looked joyful, when a middle-aged man came by his boat to approach the little boy. Seen in his hand carrying the fish in the bucket, the little boy accepted with a carefree laugh.

Ricki kept staring at the little boy, until he passed by and was not seen. The days passed, every morning before Ricki selelu opened the window curtain and looked at the beach, the same view every day, saw the figure of a little girl who had a carefree laugh.

The day went on, this time different than usual. Ricki opened the window curtain, he did not find the little girl he used to see, a smile that could reconcile his heart. Unknowingly, he walked out of the room and down the beach looking for the little girl.

His eyes looking at every corner, Ricki continued to walk until he reached the end of the beach which was limited by large rocks, when he would sit there was a hand that shook Ricki's arm. Ricki looked over at how surprised he was to see the little girl he was looking for.

The little girl, tilted her face to look at Ricki, until her long hair followed where her face was.

Ricki was still silent and stunned to see the beauty of the girl.

With a sweet smile, the little girl waved her hand. The girl's friendly smile stunned Ricki. The little girl again shook Ricki's hand.

"Mas, I think I just saw you?" he said by tidying up his hair. Ricki did not answer. The little girl asked again.

"Mas, where do you live? what are you doing here? don't go that way, you know? there's a ghost there! like this is his voice. Aa, Aaaaa, I'm coming, I'm a ghost" he said, raising both hands up and stylized to strangle Ricki. What a cute, adorable little girl, Ricki is already smiling inwardly. However, his lips were still silent.

The little girl, started trying to ask using her hand props. Skillfully he continued to use his hands to get Ricki to talk.

Tired he finally stopped and sat down on a wooden chair made from the trunk of a mango tree, he sat under a coconut tree.

"Why shut up? I'm asking you to talk. Answer me!" said it. "Well I will show my hand again, to meet you," said the girl, standing up to show her hand, but stopped.

"No need!" said it. "Who taught you how to props like that? it's so messed up, "he asked again. Ricki's new base, this is the first time he's opened his voice, since the incident that took his family's life.

When, Ricki would ask you something about the girl. However, his words he broke. Because, there was someone who called the girl.

" Nana....." call a middle-aged man who just returned from sailing.

" Oh, your name is Nana" he said, staring at the little girl's departure.

The girl left while waving her hand, a smile still on her lips.

"Tomorrow, we meet again!" he said while shouting.

Ricki just nodded her head, with a smile hidden from her lips.

...Seriate......

Sorry if a lot of typo, original author when heavy sleepy. But, I'll charge up for you🤧🤧😍😍

intermesso used to be 🤧

Not Strong🤔

Judge: "Do you want a divorce?"

Paijo.: "It's the judge."

Judge.: "I have no regrets?"

Paijo.: "No judge, I'm no longer strong, who is strong in the household, every day the wife runs into bars, discos and karaoke."

Judge.: "Did your wife like to drink?

Paijo.: "No judge"

Judge.: "What does dugem or ngdance like?"

Paijo.: "Not the judge."

Judge.: "Why go to the bar, discotheque, and karauke?"

Paijo. :"Let me judge. I am ashamed of my friends!!"

🤔🤭😂😂🏃🏃

help the trail well, hopefully it can be entertaining.

Greetings dear, Author 😍😍