You Sweet Memories In My Suffering
Chapter 9: The Dark Story of the Kinanti

I don't know since when Faisal felt so curious about the life of someone like this, right now, by lowering his ego all the soul and body of a man with a height of 176 cm is now in front of his neighbor's house which he thinks super duper sucks.

Yeah, who else if not Sarah. All this he did to get information about Kinanti, a person he had been secretly watching since entering Nusa Bangsa.

For some reason it felt like Faisal really wanted to get into the sheet of Kinanti's life, it felt like there was a lot of bitterness that the girl kept alone.

"Well, did you dream there?" Suddenly someone came out of the house.

When Faisal's daydreams fell, "Eh Bang, where are you going? neat really."

"You meet ayang dong, emang lo, single from birth," replied Brother Sarah jumawa.

"Honey alone, as long as you know a lot of who want to be with me," said Tama no less arrogant.

Bima, Sarah's sister chuckled at the young man's statement of responsibility in front of her.

"It's so fucking hot-ass pretentious!" Out of nowhere now Sarah joined the stand between the two men in the yard of his house.

Faisal turned to the source of the voice, "Grandma attached PMS yes, sewot mulu lo."

"Gue take you!" Sarah began to raise her hand ready to attack Faisal before Bima finally held them both.

"Have you guys fought. So, just be, deh."

"Amit-amit!" Answer the two simultaneously.

"Cie with the answer," said Bima jahil.

"Udah go there!" Get Sarah to that one and only brother.

Bima laughed, "Okay, I pull first huh. Sal, get my goddamn hook. I want to be my girlfriend too. Hye!"

Bima immediately stuck his motor gas as soon as he saw the two were ready to spray it with an oath of absorbency.

"What are you doing? Numpang mengeprint for sure," accused Sarah had suspected that the arrival of Faisal must have wanted.

Faisal sat on the porch bench of the house without the owner's welcome, "Suuzon mulu why the hell lo."

"Try explaining how I don't suuzon to a species like you?" Sarah tried to dramatize what she said.

"Yeeee wants to join the casting soap opera doom lo?"

"Great congratulations!" Sarah filled in the still-empty bench right next to Faisal.

"My wallet is the same Kinanti dong," he said then without burden.

Faisal didn't seem to want to mince words anymore.

"Huh? try saying it again."

"Gue wants to deket the same Kinanti."

"Lo likes Kinanti?"

"Should I answer?"

"Not that, Kinanti is my best friend. His life has suffered enough, if you just want to mess around or just curious mending do not need."

Sarah was really serious this time with her words.

"Gue knows."

Sarah scrunched her forehead, "Know how much you know about Kinanti?"

"Gini, I know that Kinanti's life isn't all right. But I don't really know what's going on in his life either."

Sarah leaned her back, "My canadian is with her, I have to go through it all alone."

"If you may know since when are you close?"

"What class is he in?" Sarah asked back.

Faisal sighed, "For these few days that I have seen, he has been very fond of his son. Mostan sitting behind reading a book, if not nelungkupin his head at the table. Never join another."

"Well, that's it. It was the same class time I was too. Before I finally saw Farah crying in the toilet."

"Huh? Don't you fucking make it up?"

"Si anying, do I look free again?"

"Who knows, you know me again. Continues to? continue on!"

Faisal's getting curious, "Keep?"

"When we go to the toilet, it's quiet that time no one. There was the sound of a cry, a real horror before, I already wanted to run away the Farah even insistent on seeing the appearance, if it was a ghost."

Faisal held back a laugh imagining Sarah and Farah's behavior.

"It just so happens that the door is not locked. Once we open it, it turns out to be Kinanti. His eyes were swollen, his face was bruised everywhere. Until he's a second, we're finally taking him to the UKS."

Faisal held his breath, for some reason at this moment he was too claustrophobic to imagine Kinanti at that moment.

"After he calms down, we force him to make a story. At first it seems doubtful, but maybe because he is not strong enough to himself, finally just want a story."

"What story?"

"But I can't tell you everything, Sal."

"Nothing, which I think I can know."

Sarah scratched her non-itchy head, "Yes, she lives with her grandmother. His grandmother likes to mukulin him with his sister if the work is not done properly."

"What job?"

"Housework, he also told me that his grandmother sells rice so what yes, forget me too. So rich they were made a rude maid, just like her grandmother. If it is not done, it is directly in anger, not only in the maki-maki but also tortured."

"Huh? Really?"

Sarah nodded, confirming.

"His grandfather was worse in his torment, Kinanti once told that Nana - her sister's name was dragged into the bathroom was trampled under her body."

"Where are Kinanti's parents? I have to call the police." Faisal got up from his seat.

"Eh what the fuck don't! Kinanti does not want her Grandma reported, she herself asked us to be caged."

"It can't be dong. Cook us to watch this violence happen."

"Wherever it is, Grandma, Sal. For now all he has is his grandmother. His father had a new family, somewhere. If it's his mother, Kinanti herself doesn't know where. It's been almost five years more his mother has no news," explained Sarah at length.

"So Kinanti and her sister in telantarin? But why was her grandmother acting so evil as they were?" Faisal could not stand it anymore, his chest began to stir inexhaustibly with the evil grandmother Kinanti.

"I don't know Sal either. Now you already know a little about Kinanti, do you still intend to make deket same him?"

"Now I want to protect Kinanti. I don't want him to go on it all alone."

"But it will be difficult" said Sarah laughed.

"Gue will do anything."

"Ga is that easy," said Sarah again, looking at how closed nature of her best friend.

"Gue knows, I'll venture. But slowly, I do not want if he later even uncomfortable with my presence around him. But I'm gonna put him all right as long as I'm near him."

"You sure? Kinanti can look fine, but you don't know in it how he is, and the wealth will also be more difficult."

Faisal looked at the friend beside him, "Why?"

"Kanya Kinanti likes Raka."

Faisal was very upset with Sarah's last words before he finally came home because his mother called him to buy oil.

He realized that Kinanti's gaze for his best friend was indeed different, but still Sarah should not have said it that clearly.

After all, Kinanti has not really said that he really likes Raka, it could be just amazed because Raka is handsome, many Nusa Bangsa students who like him.

Faisal rolled over on his bed thinking about it. But Raka already has a boyfriend, so this should not be messed around.

Faisal sighed, he got up from his bed and looked at his reflection in the mirror.

"Gue also when viewed is not less cute."

Faisal stroked his jaw firmly on the left and right sides alternately.

But then she remembered Sarah's story about Kinanti, her eyes were glaring, her chest felt again tight to imagine the girl's life every day.

"Gue will deketin Kinanti, no matter how."

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