The Wasted Barrel
#2

Who does not know a handsome man and also have abundant wealth.

Dirgantara Prayoga the man who has everything. Although many women wanted her, not even a few of them gave themselves up willingly, however, none of them could grab her attention or heart.

His attitude that is too cold, even impressed no matter makes it difficult to approach. Even so, it is not discouraging for women to give up and admire him.

But there is one woman who is able to steal the man's heart, the woman's material is now her fiance and soon they will get married.

Kirana Abraham, a beautiful woman with a model body posture, even her career is so brilliant in the world of medicine.

"Aren't you tired of those sheets?" asked Kirana in a spoiled tone.

"Of course I'm bored, baby, especially when you're not with me" he said, peeping at the lover's cheek.

"Bragging! we'd better have lunch now, I'm already so hungry!" take Kirana while embracing Dirga's arms spoiled.

"Whatever it is, baby" he said.

Kirana smiled at the reply of her lover. It feels very lucky to have Dirga.

Although Dirga seemed cold, but that did not apply to him. Because Dirga's attitude towards him is always warm, different if with others.

Kirana so remembered when Dirga revealed love to him, the man seemed stiff. But he could see the sincerity of every utterance that came out of Dirga's mouth, which is why he received Dirga's love. He also fell in love with Dirga when he first met.

Until Dirga expresses her feelings, of course Kirana will not refuse after knowing her love does not clap one hand.

"Where to eat?" dirga asked when they were in the elevator.

"I want to eat Japanese food today, how?" ask Kirana for an opinion.

"Maybe, we'll go to our subscription restaurant."

Kirana nodded and smiled so sweetly, that the elevator door opened. The two of them came out of the elevator with laughter as they walked.

They look so happy and so harmonious. Many eyes were staring at them.

One of them is Laras, he laughed a little disappointed because it turns out the man he admired so far already has a lover.

"Ah, it seems like I really should forget about her! who are you after all?" he muttered while trying to wake himself up.

The barrel prefers to immediately move from where it stands. He cannot dissolve in his disappointment.

Wasn't he a nobody to Dirga? so, it is not appropriate that he is too disappointed.

Laras more busy himself with his work, until without feeling the clock has shown at five in the afternoon.

That means his work hours are over and he has to go home now. Lazily, he tidied up all the papers that accompanied him all day.

It feels so lazy to go home, but what else? he must go home now, otherwise he will be exposed to his father's nagging.

Laras once asked permission to spend and gave a reason to want to live independently. Not the permission he got, but the curse that came out of his father's mouth.

I don't know what was on his father's mind, didn't his father think it existed? but why did he ask to leave the house, his father was angry? really not thinking.

"Come on, let's go home!" take Ani, because Laras looks dreamy.

"Ah, yes! this is going home" said Laras and immediately took his sling bag.

Laras and Ani walk around outside the office, and split up in front of the office. Because Ani brought her own motor.

Ani wanted to offer to go home together, but the direction of their home was different. So, they had to split up in the Spanish office.

"Don't you see what time it is?" desi asked as she looked at the barrel that had just come home from work.

"God, excuses! cook quickly, mom is hungry!" desi's orders.

"You don't want to know, you have to go home early tomorrow!" resolute Desi.

"If you want me to come home early, let me ride my bike," replied Laras, out of nowhere he got that courage.

Yes, Laras has a motorcycle that he bought from the results of his labor first when he worked in a mini market.

But Tania asked for the bike. At first the barrel refused, but by force from the father, inevitably Laras had to give it.

"You want your bike? take it!" sahut Tania who knows since when there was behind him.

Tania is unemployed, she can only waste her father's money and sometimes even ask for money Laras by force.

"A rotten motorbike is proud!" gritted and immediately left the two women who were arguing earlier.

Laras gawked at Tania's attitude, why he suddenly gave back his bike. Though, yesterday-yesterday he asked for it, but Tania insisted not to return it.

The feeling of Laras became unpleasant, until finally Laras ran out and saw his motorbike.

"Gosh," cried Laras as he looked at his out-of-shape motor.

"What's wrong?" ask a man called his father.

"Dad, look! what did Tania do to my bike?" sister, hoping her father this time will defend her.

"Well, why exaggerate, just get irritated!" answer's relaxed.

"But Well, it must be very expensive! You want to lend me money to fix it?" ask Laras with a face.

"Curtain, you work! why are you asking me for money? take care of it yourself!" tomi replied indifferently and immediately left Laras alone.

Laras stared at the back of his father who had disappeared from his sight.

"When will you see me? all this time I've been solving my own problems Well, just once do me a favor!" he muttered in a sad tone.

"Clearned!" desi shouted from within with a voice so loud.

The barrel immediately wiped his tears and immediately went inside leaving his motorbike that had been crushed in front of him.

I don't know what Tania did with her bike until it got that way. Half-running Laras approached Desi.

"Quick cooking! we're all hungry!" his orders.

"Why should I Ma, there's Brother Tania! let him move!" laras.

Because Laras wants to rest his body that feels very tired. In addition to his many jobs, he became weak when he saw how his motorbike was so badly damaged making his fatigue growing.

"What did you say? Tania needs enough rest! you don't see, she just got home?" snapped it.

"What did she do, that made her so tired? even he doesn't work, I should rest a lot, I'm also tired Ma, because of work!" rebut Laras.

It felt really tired, all this time he just kept quiet and obeyed. But this time, he wanted to fight. He also has rights over himself, he is also tired if he has to be told to.

Plaque....

A hard slap landed on Laras' left cheek, the hard cusp of his head until it was reached and the tip of his lips spit out blood.

"Father," murmured Laras with tears pouring down his cheeks.