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VIP

Before returning to the apartment, Blue covered first to the minimarket to fill his empty stomach.

Although yesterday Aunt Maya has nagged him all-out not to eat carelessly, but Blue still recklessly eat Odeng and Onigiri Tuna Mayo flavor that he bought.

On the minimarket terrace, Blue enjoys his food in silence, while looking at the traffic of vehicles that are increasing in volume.

The sky above was violet, a sight not too pleasant for Blue because the color of the sky held bad memories for him. The day the plane was boarded by his parents was declared lost contact, the sky of Jakarta at that time was also violet as it is now.

Heavy breathing accompanies the end of eating activities. The rest of Onigiri in his mouth he swallowed although not sure if the chewing was smooth enough. Wraps of food he took, then dumped into the trash in the corner.

Then, Blue walked over to his car, extended a ten thousand dollar bill to the parking lot and immediately gas-fired.

Although the volume of the vehicle is quite a lot, but fortunately there is no traffic that makes it have to be completely stuck on the streets. Blue only twice stuck red lights, the rest of the car can still go even at a slow speed.

As usual, Blue will always turn on the radio to distract his brain from bad thoughts that go back and forth in the head. Nadin Amizah's Linked Song aired just after the announcer finished saying positive sentences as usual.

Blue was silent, only permeating every temple that was melodious without wanting to sing along. Because, the song reminded him of his late mother many times worse than before.

And although her chest tightened again and tears began to seep down her face, Blue was still reluctant to turn off the radio, or simply change the channel. He was always like this, always letting that longing eat away at his will. Blue will not deny it, nor try to get rid of the pain that comes with longing that hits in a row.

Because, from that longing he knew, there was at least one place in his heart, where his parents could live in eternity there.

Forty-five minutes on a long journey with tears and agonizing tightness, Blue finally arrived at the apartment complex. The car was driven to the basement, parked in a normal place and he immediately rushed to the elevator to get to his unit.

For a moment, while waiting for the elevator door to open to be able to take him up, Blue was silent to the reflection of himself on the elevator door. There, he saw a girl with her eyes puffy, her long hair that was left to be unraveled a little messy, and there was no smile decorating her pale white face.

Then over time, the figure turned into a girl who was slightly shorter than the previous figure. A girl in a High School uniform whose eyes sparkled brightly, her long hair tied one up, and a rising smile adorned her naturally blushing face without a pulse of make up.

The longer the look, the girl smiled wider. Until then, her figure slowly faded as the elevator door opened and featured three adult women scrambling out of it.

Blue sighed softly, immediately entering into the elevator after the three people had exited. The number 9 button is pushed, and the elevator starts to move up. Bring Blue together more memories arising one-on-one.

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Her hair was still covered in shampoo foam when Blue was forced to run out of the bathroom as the water suddenly died.

Using only a towel wrapped around his body and eyes that were closed because of enduring the pain due to stray shampoo foam, Blue walked towards the mattress. His hands fumbled to look for the whereabouts of the phone he remembered putting there last time.

After that thing he got, Blue forced himself to open one of his eyes, only to be made to cluck upset because the shampoo foam constantly attacked his eyes.

With more and more felt, Blue scrolls the screen, looking for the manager's contact number to report about the flow of water that suddenly died when he was in the shower.

However, many times he tried to call, there was also no answer from the concerned.

Irritated, Blue slams an innocent cell phone into the bed and runs towards the kitchen.

Without a second thought, Blue took out two bottles of mineral water and brought them into the bathroom. He used two bottles of mineral water to rinse his hair full of foam, while his body was washed only sekennya even though he knew it was a bit slovenly and could cause back acne that sucks.

Importantly now, her hair was already clean of foam and she could immediately put on her clothes. Because by God, he's cold.

Finished with a hair rinse and changed, Blue walked to the dresser, sat down with a hen on the chair and immediately turned on the hairdryer to dry her hair.

When he finished, Blue walked towards the bed and immediately laid himself there. His eyes closed for a while, as he took and exhaled regularly to dampen his emotions that were still overflowing when the water flow suddenly died and the manager who did not respond to his call.

Then, Blue opened her eyes again as she recalled that there were three incoming messages that she had not read. Three incoming messages from three different numbers interrupted his focus during the last class this afternoon.

Blue grabbed her phone, opened the WhatsApp app and started reading the three messages starting at the bottom of the row.

The first message opens, it reads :

I'm Reno, civilian child. I just want to inform you that tonight at the Mega Club there will be a party. Come if you want, I will.

"Cih, how much money you got so arrogant to treat me?" blue sneer, decided not to reply to the message from someone named Reno and immediately put his number on the blacklist.

Blue then moves on to the next message,

It's me, Juan. I just want to invite you to the Mega Club's party tonight. Fyi, this is a special invitation, only certain people can. And yeah, you belong to one of them. So, see you there, I guess?

"Eat special invitation. You think I don't know if this is just your same mode of friends to hook new students? Fucking shit," just like he did to Reno's number, Blue also directly put Juan's number on the blacklist.

Blue has no intention of checking one more message. But when he remembered that one message was sent by someone who greeted him with the word Lemonade, Blue's interest instantly resurfaced.

He didn't expect much when he was about to check out the latter's message. He thought, the contents must be the same, just a matter of asking for a drink at the Mega Club with the lure of being treated or something.

However, when the message finally opened, Blue was again agape. The last message reads,

Mega Clubs, 19.45. I treat Lemonade to bloating.

Lemonade. Until bloating. Two keywords that instantly make Blue can immediately guess who is behind this WhatsApp number.

So, with the shavings and confidence above the threshold, Blue typed in a reply for the last message.

A VIP?

Then, Blue began to wait anxiously. On the one hand he wished his guess was correct, but on the other hand, he hoped, he also hoped that the VIP he met that night was not a brash young man who liked to play truth or dare with his friends like these people were doing to him right now.

Seriate