
"You sure you don't want to see a doctor first, Zi?!" ask Cyra worried.
As a result of being hit by his mother, his best friend became injured.
"No need! I'm doing fine! The ointment will be cured, really!" push Zizi to shake.
Although his body is sick, but Zizi tries to act ordinary, even forcing himself to drive.
The girl did not want to look weak in front of Cyra and made her friend feel more guilty because her disturbed mother beat her.
The two had just returned from an old house called the House of Heaven.
Yep! Cyra and some of his punk friends named the old house in the hope that the house became a paradise for the ODGJ and PePeng who had been wandering around unclear and underestimated its existence by the wider community.
Before returning home, Zizi was introduced to some friends of Cyra who was a punk child.
Although he looked like a thug, but his heart was soft and clean like cotton.
Evidently, they want to manage the community of the House of Heaven whose residents alone are very avoided by most people who feel disgusted with them.
At first Cyra found her mother also when meeting her punk friends who were persuading an ODGJ to want to shave her hair that was long and messy unkempt.
Cyra, who was sad to remember her mother, finally comforted herself by walking alone around the bridge where the ordinary paradise community hangs out.
When approaching the crowd, Cyra's eyes widened as soon as he saw the look on the face of the ODGJ who turned out to be his mother who he thought had been dead.
Since her meeting with her mother, Cyra decided to join the community of Heaven House founded by punk children who are now her mother's nurses.
Although makeup like a punk child in general, but the punk child that Cyra knows it turns out there are working as doctors, businessmen, and even police officers.
They both help each other manage the community, although it is not visible from the outside world. Because of their principle, helping others without riya.
And since joining the community, especially the mother in it, Cyra is determined to become a permanent donor without the knowledge of her family.
She wanted to heal her mother without the interference of her father and brother directly so that she could prove to them that she was not a spoiled girl who usually just whined like they had been throwing.
"When did you come to the House of Heaven again, Ra?"
Zizi's question breaks Cyra's daydream.
"Eh, why?!"
Cyra was excited because she was daydreaming earlier.
"When are you visiting the House of Heaven again?!"
Zizi repeated his question.
"I can come again, can't I?!"
"Are you going to a place like that again? You're not disgusted?!"
"Why disgust?! I feel sorry for them. Who, the hell would want to be like them?! I'm sorry to see it."
"What, you say that because there's my mama?! You said it like that just to cheer me up?! If yes, thank you! But I don't need any consolation." Cyra said a little sniffly.
"Ra! Just so you know, yeah! I help people like them, too, huh! Well, even if it's just a pack of food and drinks or not much money. I also give used clothes that are still suitable for street children. Do I have to tell you about that?! Like the slogan Community of the House of Heaven, giving without necessarily others is more noble. I just found out there's a community. If only you had told me earlier, I might have joined a long time ago. Huh!"
Zizi snorted in annoyance. The reason, Cyra's words had managed to slice her heart. Pretending to care because Cyra's mom was there, she said?! Huh!
"Sorry, Zi! I didn't mean to," said Cyra.
"Already, lah! Forget that! So, when are you going there again?!"
Zizi tried to melt his frustration.
"I intend to bring my old clothes that are still appropriate to wear. If I could, I would!"
"certainly can! We'll be very grateful for that" Cyra said.
Now his heart is sure, Zizi, his best friend is really a sincere person who wants to help his community.
"Where is Sunday tomorrow?! But you have to get Ditya's permission and not let him get suspicious, okay?!"
"OK! I picked it up at eight in the morning, yeah! Let's stay there longer."
Zizi was happy that Cyra finally allowed him to come back.
"Thank you, Ra! I'm coming with you!"
Zizi hugged Cyra happily.
"Together!"
Cyra also returned a warm hug of her best friend.
"Then I go down first, yeah! Thanks for the ride and lunch!"
Cyra got off Zizi's car as soon as they got in front of Cyra's rented house.
"Santuy, just, Sist! I went straight home, yeah! Bye ...!!"
"Bye ...!! Carefull!!"
Cyra also entered the house when Zizi's car disappeared in the corner of a large road.
"Why did you just come home?!"
Ditya's voice rang out from the direction of the living room as soon as Cyra opened the door