Wagering
Revenge Plan

Blue snapped when the phone in his hand issued a long ring indicating an incoming call. He saw Fabian's name on it, making his eyebrows raised because he did not expect that the young man would call him.

A few seconds passed, and the call was received. The phone was taped to her ear as she walked out onto the balcony.

The night wind blew against his face and body when the balcony door was opened, making him grimace as the clothes he was wearing now were not capable enough to cover his entire body.

"Why?" it was the first question that came straight out of Fabian's lips. Presumably, the young man was not a typical one who liked to mince words. A little else with Baskara who was fond of burning the words— and unfortunately, he had fallen on the young man said sweet words that often diobralnya first.

"Gue wants to take you to eat again in a beautiful place." Blue finally answered when he had managed to stand on the balcony of his room.

Blue has decided, that from now on, he will advance in the direction of Fabian, so that he has more access to launch a revenge plan devoured by Baskara.

"There really isn't anywhere else?"

"Why? Don't you like eating on the side of the road?"

"Not that," there was a brief pause before Fabian continued. "Gue just felt uncomfortable because Beautiful and her brother kept watching me. As if I was a bad guy or not,"

Hearing that, Blue suddenly laughed.

"It's just a feeling." Said Blue, after his laughter subsided. "Maybe they just wonder why anyone who looks as cool as you, plus ride an expensive sport bike, want to eat there."

"But I feel like they're skinning me again,"

"They're not like that" said Blue.

For a long time there was no word from across. So Blue must keep his phone away for a moment from the ear to check whether the phone connection is still connected or not.

The timer still works, which means the phone is still connected. So Blue put the phone back to her ear and said, "They're good people."

"Gue knows," Fabian said in the end. "I don't feel comfortable being in the middle of a good person." The young man connected.

"Because I've always felt a jerk every near the same good guys,"

Thanks to that answer, Blue was silent for quite a while. Inwardly laughing at how impressed Fabian was in stringing words.

"To another place" Fabian said again from across the phone.

Blue, who had been silent for quite a while while gazing at the dark night sky from the balcony of her room, let out a long sigh later.

"But ... I don't have anywhere else to go." The word Blue with a voice made soft and full of sadness. Then the phone was closed, with no intention of giving Fabian a chance to answer his words.

After the phone closed unilaterally, Blue looked at the screen of his phone that went out. Then, one corner of his lips lifted up, presenting a sinister sneaky smile.

"Because I always felt a jerk every close to the good guys," Blue repeated what Fabian had said earlier in an obvious mocking tone. "Omong is empty" he sneered. The way he looked at Fabian had completely changed when he found out that Fabian was a friend of Baskara, the man he hated the most and he hoped to disappear from the face of the earth.

"Lo's the same Baskara, Fabian. Both jerks, I'm sure of it." Said judging.

The phone then he put it in his shorts pocket, then he walked closer to the balcony divider, folding both his arms over the divider as his head moved higher up. The sky tonight is so thick. Dark clouds appear to move in droves to cover the moon so that the light does not reach the earth.

However, in the midst of that darkness, Blue could still find one star that shone so brightly. The star he always believed to be the embodiment of his dead parents.

"Ma, Pa, Blue meet the same bastard again." His sister. His eyes, which had originally been blazing with hatred while talking to Fabian over the phone, now appeared dim and watery.

"He's still a bastard. He told his friends to make Blue and make Blue as a bet," one thing that came to Blue's head when he said it was the brash face of Baskara who left him a few years ago. A face that became a nightmare for her for many years later.

"Blue .. Just want to teach her a lesson, Ma, Pa." The blue voice was increasingly soft and painful. "So, please don't be mad at Blue, yeah." Reciprocity.

Along with her pursed lips, a single tear fell. He himself did not know what tears were falling for. For his longing for Mama and Papa, or even for the pain that is still left behind thanks to the actions of Baskara.

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