Enough
Chapter 11's

After forty-five minutes of driving, Tari finally arrived at the basement of his apartment, he had to use the wall as a pedestal while jumping up and down to get into his apartment unit.

"A shitty day!!" his gerrick.

Dance slammed the door of her room and rushed to find the painkiller pill she had stored in her medicine box, she swallowed two pills at once then collapsed on her bed looking at the ceiling of her room. Dari could not imagine for one week he would be trapped in his apartment.

He grabbed his hanphonen and gave a message to his mother.

^^^From:^^^

^^^Bund, I sprained my ankle a little, but I'm fine, you don't have to worry. I just want to let you know if I have to rest for the next few days. Sorry if I can't visit my mom this weekend.^^^

Dari did not want her mother to think if she was too busy with her new business so she ignored her mother, but not at all. It was his feet that kept him trapped in the apartment for a whole week.

A few minutes later Surinala replied to her daughter's message.

^^^Surinala:^^^

^^^"Nothing dear, let later the mother who will go to your apartment, the mother will bring food for you and all of us to the doctor check the condition of your feet^^^

Dance dropped her phone on the bed, she felt that since her father died, she had become more fond of her mother. Though he used to hate his naive mother who was too unwilling to leave his father, who had hurt his mother, hurt her and hurt Ranu.

Ranu.

During the past four months, Tari has been busy with her thesis, helping with her mother's transfer, finishing her job in her old office and taking care of her new business. He had no time to continue reading his diary.

The dance skips miserably towards her wardrobe, fortunately she does not stumble. After picking up the diary he kept in his wardrobe, he again jumped up and down to the bed and lay down comfortably. He plans to spend a week of his downtime re-reading his diary, while occasionally contacting Caira to discuss the progress of his cafe.

Dear diary,

A few days after I allowed Ranu to take a bath in my bathroom, I no longer passed him. But this afternoon after school, I came back to see him, he looked a little more carefree than before, he came up to me with a smile.

Actually it's a bit strange to see him wearing my father's clothes, but if I'm honest, the clothes are more suitable to wear by him than worn by my father.

"Tar, I have something for you." he took down the zipper of his backpack.

"What?"

He took out a plastic bag and gave it to me. "I found it in the garage of the old house, I tried to clean it as best I could, but since there was no water to make it sober."

"Yesterday, when I went to your house, I saw the scope in the small garden of your house broken. So when I found this in the garage of that old house, why didn't I give it to you because I was sure the beautiful garden was yours." Ranu said.

"Thank you." I was very surprised by Ranu's statement, the first one I did not expect if Ranu was as detailed as it was looking at my house, and the second guess was exactly the small garden in the front yard of my house was mine, I love gardening, and I can spend hours gardening.

Ranu cleared his throat then in a soft voice he said, "I know this isn't like a decent gift because I didn't buy it myself. But I'd love to give you something, but I don't have it......" Ranu did not continue his words.

"Its okay, I really like this scope. It's very useful to me." I smiled at him, and then I took him home again, and he agreed with me. On the way home, I ventured to ask her age.

"Seventeen years old," he replied. "if I'm not expelled from school I should have taken the national exam this year." Ranu spoke while bowing his head. "After my parents kicked me out, they also no longer paid my tuition, so I was expelled from school."

It turns out that my age with her is the same, only our fates are different. "What are your activities now?"

Ranu kicked a small pebble on the asphalt, then said. "Every morning I go to the senen market, become a pelvic porters or offer the services of ojeg umbrella, just whatever I can do to connect my life."

Ranu stopped his steps, and then looked at Tari. "Tar, if you ever need someone to help you garden I'm ready to help you whenever you need help."

I nodded my head. "Look yuk!" me telling him. Ranu followed me to install a door lock slot "If my parents come home sooner, run through the back door anyway lest they see you."

Ranu nodded. "Don't worry I'll go right away."

I knew Ranu must have not eaten, so I immediately prepared a lot of food and drinks to accompany us to watch in the living room. I set the general science quiz show, I was really amazed when he was able to answer all the questions correctly, even sola who I thought was very difficult, he was also able to answer them.

I again wondered what caused his parents to be able to throw away a child as handsome and smart as Ranu? Even so far Ranu is a very good man according to my judgment. That question I keep in my heart, I do not until the heart asks further about his personal problems, otherwise he tells me himself.

Dance opens the next page.

Dear diary,

Ranu and I have been friends watching, for two weeks he regularly went to my house to watch quizzes. Not only that, he helped me with my head-twitching math PR, funny isn't it? I was taught by someone who didn't go to school. In addition, several times he also bathed in my house, I fed him, even I washed his clothes after I came home from school.

Ranu continuously apologized, because he felt he had become a burden. But honestly not at all, I really enjoyed it, she accompanied my lonely days.

Today my father came home late, most likely he will go to a night club with his friends, it means that later tonight there will be a great fight between father and mother.

I swear, sometimes I get very angry at my mother for continuing to live with my father. I know I haven't graduated from school, but I don't want you to use me as an excuse. I don't care if I have to live poor because mom left dad, I don't mind living in a slum with mom and eating instant noodles until I graduate school. It's still better than I have to hear my father yelling every day, saying rudely, hitting my round.