Wagering
Don't be Curious

Fabian did not at all let go of the gaze of Baskara who had just returned—entah from where. Earlier, in the midst of a debate with Reno, the boy suddenly left without explaining where he was going and what to do.

"Where are you from?" reno asked, still remaining sewot, especially since Baskara left just like that.

"Rattling," chirped the original Baskara. Then, the boy looked towards Fabian and Juan who still maintained the role of listener. "Report, yuk. To the base," he asked.

Fabian and Juan looked at each other for a while, then got up from the chair and immediately put the phone, cigarette and lighter into their respective bags.

"Lo or am I the one with the car?" asked Fabian while taking the car keys out of his pants pocket.

"Let's go" replied Baskara. Then, he turned around and stepped first.

Reno was still sitting in her place, looking at Baskara's departure with dislikely squeaking eyes and voiceless muttering lips.

"Ren," call Juan.

"Yes, patience!" ketus Reno's. Then he got up from the chair and grabbed the bag from the table. "Lo brought the car," he continued. He throws the car keys at Juan, and the young man catches him.

Reno walks first, following Baskara who is already invisible to the trunk of his nose. While Fabian and Juan stood for a long time in place, Reno's small back gradually disappeared from view.

"Bini's foot if you fight again in horror," commented Juan, who immediately made Fabian chuckle.

Indeed, they like to call Reno and Baskara as a couple because the two children like to argue with each other the most.

"Come on, don't make them more angry." Get Fabian, and Juan agrees.

They walked out of the canteen to the parking lot. As usual, their presence made dozens of pairs of eyes instantly fixed on just them, as if other things around were completely meaningless.

"Lo fans are getting more and more I'm looking around" Juan chirped, as they passed by a group of female students staring straight at Fabian.

Fabian just chuckled softly, not at all interested in turning to the girls who were staring at him full of puja.

In the parking lot, Reno and Baskara are waiting. Reno hangs on the hood of Fabian's car, while Baskara crouches next to the body of the car while smoking a cigarette and playing mobile phone.

"That's a big slug both of you, like snails!" reno's nagging eyes catch the presence of Juan and Fabian.

Reno then jumped down, immediately walked to his own car and then went in and sat down with a henchman in the driver's seat.

"Bini lo his hobby of mulu-nickering," Juan sneered, addressed to Baskara who began to rise from his position.

Cigarettes are still the remaining half Baskara dumped on the ground, he stepped using the tip of the shoe so that the remaining embers immediately extinguished.

"No need to bacot, the sucker got into the car, before lo's head was beheaded the same as the child." Baskara, raising her chin, pointed towards Reno's car.

Not to mention Juan replied, the three of them were made to jerk when the horn of Reno's car was suddenly sounded. Only once, but pressed on so that the sound that came out was so loud and long.

Not wanting Reno to get the bar-bars to suppress the horn, Juan immediately ran over to the young man. While Fabian again just shook his head slowly while smiling thinly.

"No need to smile! The chunky!" Baskara clapped Fabian's shoulder, then walked first to the side of the passenger car.

Fabian followed, and immediately got into the car and sat behind the wheel. The engine is turned on, the seat belt is tightened and the foot is ready to step on the gas pedal.

The car that Reno was driving had already driven first after once again honking a long horn. Then Fabian followed. The gas pedal is stepped on not too deep so the car goes slowly leaving the parking area.

In the passenger seat, Baskara slightly arranged the seat so that he could use it for half the fall. His hand was already holding the phone, and in a blink his eyes were already focused on looking at his cellphone screen.

Just as the car that Fabian was driving out of the campus gate, Baskara made a sound.

"I think I'm going to go back home" she said. The phone he had been playing on was kept in his jacket pocket, and the chair was arranged into an upright position so he could sit comfortably. "Last morning we had breakfast together" he continued. He stared fixedly at Fabian, though he looked straight ahead.

"Good, dong." Fabian. "Lo could have a chance for him to reason that he's rarely come home all this time."

The instant Fabian turned his head for a while to check Baskara's expression, he instead found the young man scowling.

"Gue wasn't sure it could be him" Baskara said sadly.

"Why?" tanyakanya. And because now he still has to focus on driving, Fabian was forced to retract his gaze to be cast into the streets.

"So that morning, he was acting normal to me and Mama. As if nothing ever happened between us. As if our relationship is good. It was as if the distance he made had never existed at all."

Supposedly, Baskara was happy because her father was willing to act like he used to. However, the drastic change frightened him. He was worried that the change would only last a while, to then turn again into something worse than before.

"Gue was afraid, if I asked about it, Papa would even feel uncomfortable continuing to decide to leave again from my life." Only to Fabian, Baskara dared to say this fear of his. Because in front of other people, Baskara will just continue to pretend that he does not care whether his father still wants to return or not.

"Lo obviously knows how devastated I have been since I lost my father, Bi."

Fabian nodded. Yeah, he knows. He probably knows best how the life of Pramudya Baskara was ruined after his father suddenly withdrew.

"If so, let it flow." Fabian. Once the traffic light was red, so he could stop the car and turn back to Baskara.

"If by not finding out can make your relationship and bokap lo back good, then I think there is no harm in holding back." Fabian looked at Baskara fixedly. On several occasions, he felt a closer attachment between himself and Baskara, for whom he himself did not know the reason.

Before the traffic light turned green again, Fabian continued his sentence.

"Because sometimes, there are things that you should not know, in order to keep your life running well and comfortable." Then the car drove back, along with a silence that crept silently and swallowed the two human children mercilessly.

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