THE BAD BOY OF MANHATTAN
Chapter 5. It seems Elric Hates Anything.

"Nooo!" shouted Elric loudly. "F uck! I'm dead!" he then took off the VR headset from his head. He growled in annoyance when the character he played in his game, was shot dead.

Noah who was sitting on a beanbag in the corner of the room, chuckled. Ryan and Michael lie on their backs in bed and smoke a cigarette. The four of them were gathered inside Ryan's room.

"Where's my cigarette?" elric asked as he patted Ryan on the shoulder, asking for a cigarette at the blonde.

Ryan reached into his pocket and gave Elric a pack of cigarettes and matches. Elric quickly grabbed it and lit it up. He sat on the edge of the bed facing Noah who was downing his whiskey bottle.

"When will your plan be implemented?" ask Elric. It breathes cigarette smoke into the air.

"A few more days, I'm ordering something" Noah said.

"Order what?" ask Elric curiously.

"Surprise (surprise)," joked Noah.

"Pistol. Noah's ordering a gun" Ryan said, making Noah cluck.

"That's a surprise, you idiot! Why are you saying it now?!" hardik Noah to his younger brother.

Elric's eyes are rounded. "Real gun?" tanyanya could not believe it.

"Of course it's real. You think I'm gonna use a toy gun?" Noah rolled both his eyes.

"But ... wouldn't it be too dangerous?" Elric looked doubtful.

"If you're scared, you better not come along" Noah challenged Elric.

Hearing Noah's words, Elric felt that the young man was making fun of him as a coward. "I'm not afraid" he protested. He did not want to be said to be a cowardly spoiled child.

"Nice (good), El," niggles Noah.

"It's going to be fun" Michael said as he climbed out of bed.

"It will be a lot of fun" Noah said, handing Michael a bottle of whiskey.

Michael welcomed her with pleasure. He took it and gave it to Elric. The long-haired teenager grabbed the bottle from Michael's hand and downed it. He felt his body warm. He likes the sensation he feels in his body. Warm, relax and make her feel happy.

"Hey, El .. Do you want to learn to make your own money or not?" haggard Noah.

Elric rounded his eyes. "Of course I want to" he said quickly. "How's it?"

"I want to too!" ryan and Michael together.

Noah laughed happily. The three teenagers were always enthusiastic about all his offers. Especially Elric. He really does not understand the way the teenage mind of one. His parents were wealthy, famous and his life was always easy. But he prefers to hang out with people like Ryan and himself, and spends time in their cramped, rundown apartment. To the extent that his father and mother already consider Elric like their own child.

Elric also often bought items that had only existed in his dreams. Like a set of VR games that cost exorbitant.

"I don't like being associated with my father's big name. I'm not my father and I want to live my own way." That's what Elric always said.

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At seven o'clock in the evening Elric came home with a slightly staggering body. Alcohol's shoulder was clearly smelled from her body, so that the newly finished Alya helped Lupita in the kitchen and passed her by, stopping Elric's steps towards her room.

"Where are you from, El?" ask Alya. He noticed the appearance of his son who looked messy. "Drink?" inquiringly.

"Little." Elric answered short. "Nite, Mom (Good night, ma)" he said, struggling to climb the stairs.

"From Michael's house" answered Elric.

"Clean yourself and come back here for dinner" Alya ordered.

"I'm not hungry, Mom" Elric said lazily. "Can't you bother me? I'm going to sleep."

Alya shook her head while taking a deep breath. Elric the last two years, since entering the High School, is a little unruly. He thinks maybe teenagers his age are in the process of digesting everything around him. But the more he got here, the more the boy showed his stubbornness. It is like hating anything.

Elric no longer wants to play music, but Nathan is so expecting the boy to follow in his footsteps. His attitude was always taut with everyone in this house, even with himself, his own mother.

Alya had talked to the teachers at Elric's school. They said Elric was fine at school. He is not naughty, even impressed indifferent and does not care about the surrounding environment. Similarly, when Alya asked about friends who were close to Elric at school, they said that Elric was only friends with Michael and one other person who had no history of being naughty students. Everything's fine.

"Why is your face, honey?" nathan asked Alya that night when they were in bed and ready to go to bed.

"Hm ... Elric," muttered Alya.

"Why else with that kid?"

"It looks like at school he's fine. She's not naughty, doesn't hang out with bad boys, but .. her attitude at home is like .. You know, hating everyone in this house, including me, her own mother," Alya.

"Don't I ever tell you that she seems to hate me so much? You told me not to think like that, now you feel it for yourself, right?"

Alya sighed. "What's the matter with that kid?" He stroked his beard.

Nathan shook his head. He also took a deep breath. "We gave everything to Elric. I even opened the doors of his career wide, if he wanted to be serious about music."

"What ... might we be forcing him too much to be in a field he doesn't like?" guess Alya.

"Cannot be. Elric likes music from childhood. He was always enthusiastic about all the music lessons he received. Lately, he has rarely been in the studio. Perhaps, he was just being saturated," Nathan thought.

"Hopefully," said Alya, pulling a blanket over her body.

Nathan smiled ignorantly. He drew closer to Alya and squinted his eyes. "Or .. We give Elric a sister so he is not lonely" he said, raising his eyebrows.

Alya's eyes were rounded. The reflex of his hand pulling Nathan's long hair violently made the man grimace. "I'm just revealing my idea, Alya," he said as he rubbed his head.

"One child has been bothered" Alya grumbled.

Nathan chuckles. "Then ... how about tonight we ...."

"No!" cut Alya quickly as she turned her back on Nathan and covered her body tightly with a blanket.

"Alya ...."

"Just sleep, Nathan."

"Why do you reject me so often?" lamented Nathan.

"Because I'm old" replied Alya.

"Omong empty! You're thirty-eight years old, honey. You're having sex," kikik Nathan.

Alya rolled her eyeballs. Not that he wanted to upset Nathan, but inside his head was full of thoughts about Elric. His heart felt that something was wrong with the child.

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