THE CANCER [ROCK CLIMBING]
Chapters 10

Ten: Flavorless Juice

Double up! Time thinning😭

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What does family mean to you? A place to share? A place that can make you comfortable, happy, and of course calm. If asked, choose to live with a rich family but rarely feel happy, or poor but always happy. So Fufy will choose the choice of being poor which of course is always happy. But not very poor. Just mediocre.

Fufy hopes that with the arrival of the father to the house, the atmosphere of the house can return noisy like before. Not noise because of crying.

However, reality is always not in favor of expectations. The presence of Father actually makes the mother, Asti cry again. Certainly not haru's cry.

Asti slammed the glass containing the juice onto the floor. His hands shook violently, also accompanied by cries. After finishing preparing the juice to welcome the arrival of his son, Fufy. But, it was not only Fufy who had also come.

For some reason, Astina, with her legs paralyzed, lowered her back to pick up the broken glass. Fufy and Amara could not.

Mom and Dad look messy. Camara then took off the suit she was wearing, then made it as a mop. Camara crouches down, then cleans out the juice dirt.

"It's a different suit, Asti. The suit I had previously burned," said Camara subtly.

Asti cried until trouble breathing. "lik! It still smells!" hina Asti made an atmosphere of prolonged silence.

Whose child does not cry when he witnesses his parents' quarrel? Tears glittered on Fufy's face. Fufy felt the universe was always testing him.

Amara was busy rummaging through her bag. Scatter all the books in the bag, to make the family room becomes more chaotic. Turns out Amara was looking for the value of his replicates.

Amara raised the paper aloft, as if telling the father just through the results he got it.

"Dad broke the promise! Amara has complied with Father's request, as well as Astina's sister and Fufy's sister. Then why didn't you grant our request?" Amara jerking Camara.

"Dad hard to find wak—" Amara laughed loudly, "then for our father easy to find time? School at 5pm. After that, go to les. After that, study until night. Where's the time you mean?"

Camara stood up, then massaged her temple. He is like a confusion to face the demands of questions from the child. Throwing away her suit, Camara's index finger lifted.

"Why are you so presumptuous? What about your mother?" A second later, there was laughter from Astina.

This is not the time for them to laugh. Laughter is a joke or a kind of happiness. No. gabe. For them to laugh first, to grieve. If you are sad, you will be happy.

Astina sharpened her gaze, "Father's money won't be enough to buy Mom's time."

Camara looks surprised by Astina's voice exploding. Without speaking again, it was decided, that this commotion was over. Which means it's time for them to gather together with a cold head.

Fufy gulped, then sat looking for a comfortable position on the sofa. Mom and Dad were in the middle, and the kids were sitting in a circle. It's time to be serious quietly.

So Fufy continued his favorite avocado juice drinking event. Then their faces sumringah when they heard the confession from Astina.

"I'll have my last therapy next week." Astina's words managed to make Camara and Asti smile happily.

Their faces sparkle. The scenery is amazing as Amara gathers evidence of her perfect replicas. So did Fufy who did the same. But Fufy gave the certificate as proof.

"Dad proud of you."

The gathering time is over with a warm kiss of Camara to the Wife. A short time later, they returned to their rooms.

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Camara's arrival raises Fufy's suspicions. Not usually Camara comes to the house looking for a commotion with family members, especially the mother. It has become a routine, that if Camara comes home, the family becomes happy. But this time it was different.

Fufy did not not understand what the two parents were fussing about, but, Fufy wanted to make sure of himself. Something is impossible if a relationship is always smooth.

Camara is famous for its workaholic man. Not knowing time. Even twenty-four hours was not enough to do the work in the Office. Arguing with the investors, it was already Camara's habit. Despite being a workaholic, in Fufy's eyes, Camara is a devoted father to her partner. There has never been a case so far, that Camara cheated on her.

Fufy noticed his hearing as he passed through Amara's room. He could hear clearly that Amara was having fun. Maybe tonight, all his kids will relax.

Walking again through Astina's room, Fufy wanted to enter her brother's room. But before that, he had to go into his parents' room. As Fufy recalled, Astina had just bought a book on the latest edition of the zodiac.

Slowly, Fufy put his face on the door of his parents' room. Fufy's body stiffened when he heard his name mentioned inside.

"I'm disappointed in Fufy. He humiliated the company name yesterday" Camara said.

Fufy looked down at the flip-flops. Both of his parents were talking about him. There was sadness in Fufy's eyes.

"I've contacted the smartest student to become a private tutor." Asti then spoke.

"Hows it? She agreed?" Asti cleared his throat, "yes. Next Monday he'll set the time."

Fufy sat in front of the door with a blank face. It was difficult for him to understand the subject matter. When he was a child, Fufy had tried desperately like Amara, even taking private lessons as well in order to get into the top ten. But in fact, humans have different brain capacities.

The first year in Junior High, Fufy gave up the difficulty of understanding the material. It took me a month to understand a chapter of the lesson. And for the memorization, Fufy admitted defeat.

Finally, Camara moved Fufy to a non-academic, namely sports. But why is it different now?

"Don't he understand that the tuition there I paid many times over to keep it?" Deg. Fufy sharpened his hearing.

"Help Fufy." Asti's voice shrinks.

"Help and help. I know. He excels at rock climbing. But when it's over, college will determine his life. So what is she going to do, what is her job, and then marry which person. It starts with value. As a mother, you do understand, don't you?" Fufy's mouth twitched in restraining her from laughing at herself.

Tears filled his eyes. Fufy gave a half smile. Hate comes to him. Fufy hates himself.

"Yes," Asti replied, "i hope this semester Fufy can win three parallels, or he will stop at the sport of rock climbing."

The sound of the light switch is heard. Fufy peeked out from the door slit. The room seems dark. Fufy understands. They must have slept with awkwardness. Error, maybe only his mother felt that way.

It turns out that the cause is not due to an affair. But it's because of himself. The child that Fufy felt, had managed to boast of both parents, was precisely the most disappointing.

Laugh if you consider Fufy a crybaby. Some people will understand why they keep crying. Cussing at himself, maybe only the demons in his room understood him.

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The atmosphere of Ardha house is crowded. Ardha makes a celebration of his victory. Not fancy, but able to make all athletes come to his house. Most come because they want to eat for free.

Mada like the difficulty of carrying a salad due to lack of hand energy. "Someone please sensitize a little!" half is screaming.

Saraswati then approached Mada and helped him bring the salad. Mada was surprised to see Saraswati's movement. But then, she smiled a little.

"Bawa gini aja can not," Saraswati murmured fiery.

It feels like Mada wants to spit on Saraswati. "Ikhlas dong, sincere!" resolute reply.

Saraswati turned around, staring at Mada. "Less sincere?" He put the salad on the floor.

Sontak Ardha ran towards him, then prevented him. "Woi, no! It's an expensive vegetable salad!" Ardha broke up her friend's quarrel.

While Fufy was sitting casually eavesdropping on Judge's conversation with Ardha's parents. Along with the Mantra next to him, Fufy was also busy playing mobile phones replying to the Boyfriend's message.

Handmaids

Where again?

^^^Rumah temen^^^

Since the previous rock climbing race, Abdi routinely sent a message to him. Sometimes Fufy was a little uncomfortable receiving Abdi's messages that further violated his privacy.

Handmaids

Same who?

Yeah, like this. Fufy was weird to be asked something like this. Should it be told? Explained in detail, surely later ends prohibit. Honestly, Fufy doesn't like it.

Handmaids

Photo send

Again. Lazy, Fufy turned off his phone. Then looked at the Spell that was staring at him as well. Fufy raised his eyebrows inquiring. Why was the look of the Spell intimidating him?

"Why?" fufy asked Mantra.

The spell thinned his lips, "No."

Fufy nodded, again sharpening his hearing on the Judge sir's chat with Ardha's parents. Now it sounds like they're talking about Ardha's grades in school.

Value and value. Fufy was dizzy hearing that. It made Fufy feel a burning sensation on his stomach. Fufy moves on to join his friends.

"Listen-heard Mr. Hakim took our funds last race time for the construction of the climbing field," said Coko, the senior athlete who bearer gossip.

Ali laughed, "Who said? Precisely he said Mr. Judge took for personal expenses."

"What cost, huh?" Fufy gripped avocado juice that tastes bland, "the same cost the girls next basketball club."

He said and said. No matter where the origin of the gossip spread, the word 'she said' had always been a hallmark. Fufy was actually suspicious as well, but he didn't want to come suspect the Judge by believing through the rumors.

"Tell?" It turned out that Fufy was also incited.

Saraswati shrugged her shoulders in response. "Listen to it, yeah. But more fact, development. There was a truck carrying sand anyway, I saw yesterday," he explained.

Fufy thought for a moment. As he recalled, the bouldering area also needs a new mattress for training. The old mattress is partially broken.

"Safe only if used for climbing purposes," said Fufy.

"But also, what Ali said was trustworthy. Try it, the model of the Judge is also suitable to be a pedophile." Ranbi's words suddenly made his two friends look at him in shock.

"Roman? Do you realize what you're saying?" Saraswati round in disbelief, "pedophile what do you mean? Do you understand that?"

Ranbi rolled his eyes puffed, "I'm already big. Andre's problem with his girlfriend, I know!"

Fufy and Saraswati fell silent. Along with that, Andre came with Levi with a smile of spirit. Andre held up the vegetable salad high.

"Tadaa! Healthy food is perfect for your beloved sister!" Andre exclaimed enthusiastically.

While Ranbi turned his body sulking. "Oh, brother! Brother Levi here is also brother's girlfriend. Obviously you two are in the interest of Brother," Andre told Ranbi.

Fufy smiled at the interaction of Andre who was trying hard to persuade Ranbi not to be angry with him anymore. At times like this, Fufy even remembered the story of his brotherhood with Astina and Amara. If there is one that is easy to melt the atmosphere like Andre, it must be more exciting. Fufy scratched his neck resuscitating himself.

Besides, there was Ardha who had been standing next to him while carrying the juice in her hand. His eyes could not be seen the way Fufy saw Andre's interaction with Ranbi. Especially when Andre took Levi with him.

Taking a deep breath, Ardha approached Fufy, then offered him some juice. Fufy looked at Ardha.

Receiving because Fufy also felt thirsty, but it seemed that Ardha meant it differently.

"This flavorless juice will make you always strong." Fufy looked at Ardha confusedly.

Ardha continued, "Don't be glued to such a jerk. Then you will understand the meaning of this avocado juice."

Fufy was silent for a long time. He was cengo at once confused not understanding what Ardha said just now. Fucking guy? Fufy nodded in response.

"Thank you." This is the best answer, right?

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