The Un Familiar Brother
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..."Better a bamboo hut full of cheerful cheer, than a palace full of gloom."...

...Un Familiar Brothers...

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The night wind in the city of Kembang is quite cold also strong today. When his iron horse nimbly split the streets, his heart continuously cursed the foolishness that brought him back. He felt stupid coming to that house. The terrible place where his tormented mother was born and inner.

The house that was supposed to be the place to go home, to share the warmth, in fact became the most terrible place. If likened, better a bamboo hut full of cheerful cheer, than a palace full of gloom.

Mixed feelings, dividing the focus of Arga who was driving. As a result, he lost control. The path meandered in front of him, almost becoming a terrible scourge ready to make his life drift. Fortunately, he quickly pulled the brake lever.

Simultaneously, from the opposite direction there was a fuel oil tanker truck. The Arga consciousness that had just gathered was instantly forced to think of the best way to avoid an accident. Spontaneously Arga then slammed the steering to the left, there was still a chance to survive.

A mishap can indeed be avoided between Arga and a container truck carrying oil fuel, but instead, Arga must be willing to slam off his CBR250RR motorbike which lost balance.

"Argh."

A small groan escaped from Arga's mouth as his body stopped rolling after slamming. He then tried to stand up after gathering all the remaining power, Arga then moved to approach his CBR250RR motorbike. Fortunately tonight he used a jacket that was quite thick, so the surface of his skin was not directly in contact with the asphalt.

Nevertheless, one of his hands was scratched quite deeply. Either exposed to what, it may be scratched as it slams and rolls around.

"Damn!" grumbled Arga as he struggled to make his bike stand up.

Arga then pulled out a cell phone to contact someone.he would not be able to drive himself to the headquarters. His soul and body are unstable. Not long after, came a bright red sedan car that had been modified to come to Arga.

"Boss, kenape?" Asked the thick-bodied young man who had just stepped out of the passenger seat.

"Ta, aren't you papa?" add Libra who came out of the front passenger seat.

Arga nodded casually, despite the fact that he was almost mokad a moment ago.

"That's your hand why is it bleeding?" Orion who had just descended instantly realized the wound on Arga's hand.

"It's nothing" said Arga. The next second he threw his CBR250RR motor key to Libra. Arrested swiftly by the young man who tonight is wearing the jacket of the SPHINIX gang pride.

"Bring my bike, we go back to basecamp."

"okay."

They then return to the basecamp with Libra taking over the wheel of Arga's iron horse. While Arga joined Orion and the thick-bodied young man earlier.

Arga's home is no longer a magnificent building, and luxurious with a towering gate.

Now the place to go is this place. Headquarters or Basecamp SPHINIX. Home to dozens of crippled teenagers of affection. Almost half of them have a lack of affection. Whether his father was a cheat, his mother played with another man, or his two workingaholic parents, all of them were here.

The basecamp they were referring to was a two-story building that had been unused for a long time. In some parts of the building the wall paint has been peeling, some existing ceiling that is hollow. The building is the home of the late grandfather Arga. The house was also once the main target of Natadisastra, but Arga's grandfather had changed the name of the land and the building became the property of his only grandson, Arganta Natadisastra.

When Arga served as the head of the SPHINIX gang, he turned the house into a basecamp. The SPHINIX gang headquarters used to be very small, so it could not accommodate all members. Now this place is home to them, the delinquents, the troublemakers, brawlers, players, drunkards, even the youths thirst for affection. They gathered here, became one family that accepted each other, also understood each other's interests and talents. They also try to heal each other.

SPHINIX is a gang that upholds a sense of solidarity and family among its members. They will always be open to anyone who wants to join. The first founder of SPHINIX hopes that this organization can be a place of shelter for young people who are victims of crippling affection. They will find a new family in SPHINIX.

In addition to supporting each other's interests and talents, they are also not always synonymous with brawl. After all, they would not take to the streets if no one invited. In addition, they also have banners that must be obeyed. May respect, respect, and tolerance, but they are not allowed to blend in with illegal drugs if they want to join SPHINIX. In addition, they are also prohibited from mixing organizational and personal problems, especially about the heart.

Therefore, until now they totality, do not allow a single female creature to become a member of SPHINIX.

In forming the SPHINIX organization to be a sturdy and well-developed container, the founders made 7 banners that must be obeyed. The absolute rules of regulation that should not be violated, and must be adhered to the rhyme of the recruitment period.

It is not only students from Angkasa High School who are members of the SPHINIX gang. There were also some children from neighboring schools, even from out of town. They often gather to just tighten the rope of brotherhood among fellow members. Occasionally they hold touring, camping, sunmory, friendly races, BMX bike training among fellow members, and so on.

Their distinctive feature is the use of pride attributes such as a jacket with a logo or T-shirt with a SPHINIX gang logo. There are also some who make permanent logos using black ink on their bodies. However, this action is not obligatory. Considering they are not from one religion, but different religions.

The pride logo of the SPHINIX gang itself is two legendary birds, namely the blue eagle and fire Pionix bird. In the past, the two poultry animals symbolized the two camps that became allies. SPHINIX the Blue Eagle, and PIONIX the Firebird.

But now due to a misunderstanding that led to the tragic death of Seno, the two camps became opponents. the more dominant SPHINIX controlled PASKA or the Space Force. While PIONIX break away and form PASPI or Fire Forces in their school, namely Sky High School. Directed by Alexander.

"Ehh, why?" The children of SPHINIX storm when they see their leader back with injured condition.

"Cunaon, kunaon?!" Iki's storm that appeared while carrying a spatula in his hand. Do not forget the pink apron that is also attached to his tiny body.

"Ck, you're cooking again? Put on a pink apron too, just shy?!" spray Libra.

"Ye, the important thing is my kids can eat. Not everybody?"

"Yes atuh. Worms in the stomach have been thrashing, ask to be filled this, Mak Ki," replied several members of SPHINIX, in unison.

"My kids don't have fathers. So on the hunger. Look, their bellies are on the pot, the characteristics of the hungry mussel." Kekeh Iki joke.

"Astaghfirullah, the six pack gini period is called the hungry busung. Insult, Ki?" Seloroh one of the members while showing the stomach boxes of work in the workshop owned by the SPHINIX gang.

"Yes. Only the ones who don't have a pack. We have, oruh."

"ye, iye. It's up to you, pig boy."

"Sekate-kate lo said pig boy. How are you, pig's mother." Serobot Ibo, representing.

"Asuuu, don't like me when I'm here." Ketus Iki's.

The main room of the SPHINIX basecamp was gradually crowded by the members living there. They were shocked when they saw the leader coming home with a situation that could not be said to be okay.

"Motor lo in front," said Libra while handing over Arga's motor keys..

"Hm."

"In the first place Ta, I want to take medicine." Libra prevents Arga from moving. He quickly picked up the P3K box.

"Look, this is just a minor wound."

Libra immediately acts to hear Arga's rejection. "Later to get infected, Ta? Continually amputee. You want to break up...."

"Nauzubillah hi min dsalik."

Sela Iki and Ibo, the most moody youths among the SPHINIX gang members.

"Sans ae lo both!" Upset Libra.

Libra snorted bitterly while continuing his duty to treat Arga. Here's how he's a former PMR kid aka teen red cross.

"Lo's eating?" Ask Arga when the wound is treated.

They shake simultaneously. Libra as the financial person in charge at the same time then speak.

"Food needs are running out, Ta. Because yesterday the money was made for orphans at the orphanage where Ibo lived. So, we have to cash out the cash that's still there."

Arga nodded briefly. "How much cash left?"

Libra seemed to be remembering for a moment. "Seven million seven hundred seventy seven thousand seven hundred rupiah."

"God, fanatics are exactly the same number seven, Lib." Cuckold one of them.

"Yes dong, my number is kramat." Proudly Libra. In fact, there is 7,777,700 rupiah in cash.

"Why not make it first?" Arga asked.

"Equipment in the workshop need a lot of money to be serviced and replaced. Fuel supplies in the workshop are also exhausted, our gym is also quiet visitors, Ta."

Arga understands the meaning of Libra's words. After all, recent organizational production is swelling, inversely proportional to the income that is drinking.

"What event is going on in the near future?" Arga switched to Orion.

"Wild race. Champion 1 prize of 10 million, plus spare parts motor. Even in the usual place, fifty one."

"We're down."

"But Ta, the condition of children is not prime anymore" Libra chirped.

Arga looked at Libra and Orion alternately. "Gue is down. You both quite handle my needs."

No one had the chance to voice an opinion, Arga re-opened his voice. "Tomorrow I'd like to see the preparation in the workshop."

Inevitably, Libra and Orion can only agree.

"Now you all go to the cafe, eat there. Tell Nindi that I told you to," he added, which was immediately echoed by the members' excitement.

They immediately did tos ria, followed by a passionate shout from Libra.

"SPHINIX?"

"ONE GUTS, ONE IDENTITY, THE PRICE OF DEATH!"

"SPHINIX?!"

"ONE GUTS, ONE IDENTITY, THE PRICE OF DEATH!"

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"They've all eaten Nin?" that question Arga addressed to the glasses woman behind the table.

"Udah, part of the rest of the menu today."

"Today's report, Nin?"

The bespectacled woman nodded, she then opened the notebook, showing some neatly arranged graphic images.

"Input has increased considerably from last month, customers have also started to request new menus. If there are no obstacles, Genta said next week we can launch a new menu, vegan menus." The woman named Nindi elaborated meticulously. "Expenditure is also stable, the stock of foodstuffs is still large. Organic vegetables grown by children are also ready to harvest."

Arga nodded in understanding. Nindi is indeed the most reliable figure to manage his small cafe. The cafe he built from his own savings. Reward money from the victory of racing events that he participated in.

Now, the turnover of this cafe in a month can reach millions of rupiah. Quite good for Arga's income. Arga also deliberately hired the people closest to him. Even some members of the SPHINIX gang work in this cafe.

"Oh yes Ta, tomorrow there is a new worker. He needs a side job, so I'm bargaining for work here."

The handsome young man's eyebrows shot up next to. New worker? Though all this time Nindi never lacked staff who helped her manage the cafe.

"Who?"

"So, you're my SD."

"Hm. Guys?"

"girls. Can you, Ta?" Ask the woman slowly. Fearfully, the owner would not allow it.

During her time at the cafe, Nindi was the only female staff. All of that is in accordance with the rules of the owner, Arganta Natadisastra. Nindi can also work here because of Arga who knows him for a long time.

"He's a pinter kok Ta, deft as well. He's here to work as waiters to help me manage finances. How, you give permission?"

"His name?"

"Nara."

Arga looked at Nindi questioningly. Nindi who was asked that was of course nervous to death.

"Full name?"

With great difficulty Nindi gulped. He then ventured to answer. "Aleanska Nara's. She's at school with you, Ta."

Arga did not answer. He was silent for quite a long time hearing the name of who had just launched from Nindi's mouth.

"So, how's Ta? you're permitin?"

"Hm."

Nindi Kicep hears Arga's answer. He was still a bit unexpected, but Arga added again.

"Tomorrow he can start working."

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TB

Response 08-11-22