
The taxi driver looked at Tantri several times who kept crying in the back seat through the windshield. But the driver let in, and did not disturb the girl's focus. During the trip, the driver stopped the car right in front of Starbucks.
"Non. destination is up Non.. In front is a Starbuck outlet.." politely, the driver tells Tantri.
"Well sir. thank you." the girl immediately wiped the tears with a tissue, then scanned the barcode for the payment of her taxi fare.
Not long after, Tantri finally opened the door and got out of the taxi. The girl scanned the streets around, where she was standing at the moment. As expected, it turns out a lot of young people gather, just hanging out or washing their eyes. Given that her stomach was still empty, the girl walked inside a Starbucks to fill her stomach first.
"Caramel Macchiato and burn cheese, one each.. Take away.." in front of the casier, Tantri ordered drinks and food to fill her stomach.
"Good brother... Rp. 146.800,." politely, the cashier gave a response.
Tantri immediately scanned the QRIS barcode for payment transactions, and the girl sat down while waiting for her ordered drink. From where he sat, it was seen that young people outside Starbucks were getting crowded. Some walked like walking on the catwalk, and some cheered while clapping. Looking at the scene, Tantri involuntarily smiled, and momentarily forgot her heartbreak.
"Order on behalf of Tantri's sister.." Suddenly the girl's name was called.
Tantri immediately rushed over, and took the order at the serving table, then rushed out from inside the cafe. Seeing that there was an empty place right on the side of the road, Tantri immediately headed to the place, then immediately sat on the sidewalk. The girl sat bouncing forward, enjoying a drink looking at the crowd. Without the girl realizing it, it turns out that her arrival in that place attracted the attention of some punk children who were sitting in a place not far from her. The few people seemed to whisper, while continuing to pay attention to Tantri. But the girl did not notice it at all.
"Hempphh. turned out tonight, I can really fresh, a little forget my turmoil. It seems better and calmer to live on the streets like this, than to be in the house, which is far from peaceful.." seeing the many young people who are influenced by their free style, they see, not knowing why, Tantri was amused.
"And it seems that the streets are getting more and more crowded, I can try to spend this night on these streets alone, no need for me to book a room at the hotel. Many friends.." seeing more and more hordes of young people, men and women who came, and clustered in front of him, Tantri was pleased.
The girl felt as lucky as those people, and no longer felt lonely. Tantri's gaze continued to penetrate forward, looking at the passing vehicle in front of her. Unknowingly, the drinks and food he had bought from Starbucks had already run out. And ironically, Tantri is forgotten. Because it is too busy to pay attention to passing vehicles, the clock has entered at 24.15 wib, and some people have started to get out of the place. But even a little Tantri was unconscious...
"Hey girl, looks like you're wrong tonight.. This is not your place to be here, because there is a charge for new people.." a woman with a full tattoo on her face, and a pircing on her nose, said sarcastically to Tantri.
Tantri was startled, and circulated a glance to the sekliling. Undeterred by the girl's shock, five punks had suddenly surrounded her with contemptuous gazes.
"Weitss.sharp also turns out your mouth. We just act right away, if we do not want to charge us, it seems that the back pack on the girl's back, can instead.." sounded one of them chattering.
"Ha. ha. ha.., brilliant idea. Hey girl. You heard not my friend's words. I changed my mind, you left the back pack on your back, so you are free to stay in this place.." Shamelessly, the tattooed woman and the pircing even more dare to blackmail Tantri.
Tantri squinted her eyes, and seeing that the surroundings had started to quiet down, the girl became somewhat doubtful and agitated. Preoccupation with seeing vehicle traffic, to forget it if the night is getting late, and some people have started to leave the place.
"Damn it. What should I do. It could be that, when I give them some money, they will even snatch my back bag. How do I find a way to avoid them, and some people who see this situation, instead distract, pretend not to know.." Tantri was getting more and more upset, thinking of saving her.
Seeing the sadistic gazes of those punks, Tantri stood up and tried to secure her backpack. The girl was trying to find a loophole, how could she escape to go to security officers at Starbucks. Fortunately, the cafe was open 24 hours, so there were still officers waiting for him.
"Do you think, it's easy to leave this place, without giving us what we asked for. Look..does anyone dare give you a girl's help.." The wild gaze of one of the punks, seemingly scanning what Tantri was wearing.
"I could have shouted, asked people for help, and they would have been bustling to gang up on you.." Tantri tries to threaten them back.
"Ha. ha. ha.., do ja**lang.. Do you think they care about you...?" the five punk kids laughed out loud.
Tantri is increasingly agitated, in her heart she blames herself, for being too late in grief, and forgets to protect herself. The five men drew closer to him, and the hand of one of the punks was stretched out, to pull the bag that was on Tantri's back. But. suddenly..,
"Broom. broom... tet. tet.." the sound of the horn and the sound of the engine several motors suddenly headed to where Tantri was standing. The motorbikes drove the punk kids away, and messed with the bunch of punk kids. With the motor running, the boys aimed the tires and handlebars at the punks, and made them run around.
The motor light that was on seemed to dazzle the eyes, and Tantri raised her hand to close the light that hit her eyes. But not for long, there was a motorcycle approaching him, and it suddenly stopped in front of the girl.
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