Wagering
Applying Limits

Like riding a roller coaster, Baskara felt he was still at the top when suddenly, the machine operating the roller coaster was damaged until he was forced to freefall.

This morning, when the airport was open and his life was not even fully collected, his father called, telling him that his mother was in the police station to undergo an examination.

There is no further explanation as to what kind of examination the woman will undergo. Until Baskara decided to drive his car to the police station recklessly until almost an accident. Just to accept the fact that her mother is here for a murder case.

Not anyone else. The woman had lost the life of Fabian's mother, a woman he considered a rival and had always wanted him to get rid of long ago. Through his father's mouth, Baskara knew that his mother's purpose in coming to Raya's house at dawn was to finish off Raya and Fabian. And unfortunately, Jeffrey didn't manage to save the life of the Kingdom while Fabian has now fully figured it out and the boy ended up hating them all.

Not long ago, Baskara realized that the look on Fabian's face changed a lot. The child smiles more often and no longer looks gloomy every time he has to go home. At first, he just thought that maybe Fabian was in love. Perhaps there was a girl who finally managed to make the young man's heart melt. But thanks to this incident, he finally knew that the reason Fabian became happier was because his relationship with his mother gradually improved.

"Why go this far?" the question he wanted to ask his mother directly. Unfortunately, the woman still can not be visited because there are still many checks that must be undertaken. Finally, since there was only his father here, Baksara asked him that question. Perhaps, as husband and wife, they had time to share their thoughts with each other.

Not getting an answer, Baskara turned to his father. The man seemed to be bowing his head deeply. His hands clutched together over his wide-open thighs.

"Why did you have to turn into a demon, just for a happy family that still couldn't agree with you at all? Why did Baskara and Fabian as children have to be his victims? Why do adults like you... always force things to be what you want?"

"Why don't you have a little courage? Why ..." Baskara could not continue his words. It seemed, no matter how many questions about why he was thrown, he still would not get an answer. Because the complicated thinking of parents is never easy for him to understand with a minimal brain capacity.

For some time, Baskara pondered. Many times he drew and exhaled with frustration. As if it were a little wrong in the way he took a breath, he would probably die.

Then, because his father never spoke and he was reluctant to let silence swallow him alive, Baskara rose from his seat. He didn't say anything to Jeffrey. It's not good to tell her where she's going, or at least say goodbye because she might never come back.

In the afternoon when the sun was shining so hot on his head, Baskara left the police station for the rest of his life this time he visited. He and his friends are assholes. Frequent drunkenness, frequent wild races and even make transactions buying and selling jablay which is of course illegal. But to set foot here, even just to be a witness, was completely unthinkable to him.

From the police station, Baskara drove to the hospital. He knows. Fully aware that his presence would probably further hurt Fabian. But with little self-defense that she came as a friend, not as the daughter of a woman who had lost her mother's life, Baskara still ventured down the crowded hospital corridors and passed by humans.

Until finally, he arrived at a room located at the very end. A room that is as much as possible avoided by anyone, because in it contains so many cries of loss.

Unable to withstand the tightness that spread slowly, Baskara again closed the door. Finally he decided to wait for Fabian in a row of chairs not far from the morgue he visited earlier.

There, Baskara sat alone, enjoying the tightness that felt in his chest, as well as the heavy weight that felt hitting his head many times. The surroundings seemed to be spinning, and he would probably faint in a moment.

But before it all happened, the sound of two different footsteps brought him back to consciousness. Fabian and the medics were walking out of the morgue. Then, Fabian stopped his steps when their gazes met, while the medics continued their steps after retiring.

For some time, Baskara was riveted. Throughout his friendship with Fabian, this was the first time he found the boy looking at him with such a dislike spotlight now. No matter how much they argued for things, whether small to serious, Fabian would still look at him with a soothing glare.

Now, the figure standing a few steps in front of him actually looked like someone foreign. A figure he did not recognize at all, which had swallowed the figure of a friend he cared about. Or perhaps, this is how the original form of Fabian who finally appeared because his life was too much disturbed and his heart was hurt.

Because Fabian never swung his steps back, Baskara took the initiative to become the first person to take a step forward. He walked carefully, watching every change in Baskara's expression as he drew nearer.

"Bi," call him. He doesn't know where to start. In fact, she didn't even know what to say, when the truth that made her friend turn out to be like this was her own mother. Baskara just felt .. she didn't deserve to do anything.

"Look, I'm dead."

Baskara piqued upon hearing the discontent in Fabian's tone of voice. Again, something like that was foreign to him.

"Bi, I—"

"I'm sorry you're useless, because I'm not going to live with that apology anymore. More than that, you guys—lo and bokap lo—no need to bother apologizing, because what should be sorry now is nyokap lo. He's the one who keeps me going forever, but he doesn't seem to feel guilty at all." Fabian walked closer, only two steps, then again stopped when it felt the distance between himself and Baskara was the most fitting. "Gue doesn't hate you, Bas. But for now, please don't show up in front of me just yet. Or I might teach you as an impingement because I can't sell it to your nyokap."

It was the last sentence Baskara heard from Fabian's lips before the young man left, with an increasingly sliced heart.

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