In the Name of a Mate
Chapter 36: What does that mean?

Matahati shone quite blazing, with sweat soaking her face, the young green-veiled girl with the matching skirt wiped her sweat, she looked up at the sun that was not as bright as usual, next his gaze was fixed on a simple white house that seemed comfortable to live in. But the truth is not like that at all. He took a deep breath, working in a cafe was tiring, but he was grateful that his coworkers were good. He should thank Bilal for giving him the job.

By stepping foot slowly to open the fence of the house, he frowned when the fence was no longer locked. Next his gaze was fixed on the door that looked slightly open and two pairs of sandals lined up there. The girl took a slow breath, she thought her parents would never come back. With accelerated footsteps to want to immediately lay down his body in the room, he stopped when he heard the conversation of two people in the living room

"I want us to separate"

"I think it's the best for now"

"What about Bela?"

"I want to be alone" Bela suddenly came and stopped the two people's conversation

"I want to be alone, not go with my mom or dad. It is up to you wherever you want to go and pursue the meaning of the word happy for yourself. I don't want to go with a selfish person like you who just gives you a cut" he said, then walked into the room and closed the door tight, leaving two people staring at the brown door with complicated eyes

"Lord, am I that strong until my test is like this? Do you think I can get through it?"

"Help me because you're all I have right now, I don't want to rely on humans including my own parents" the girl curled up and held her chest tight. Like any other child, he wants a full and happy family. But maybe this is the path of fate if it's just a dream. Perhaps farewell was better for his parents not to hurt each other, so that there was no longer the sound of his father's rude clasping or the loud voice of his mother who fought back. Let them live with their partners, leaving him who never expected destiny to go like this

At least he no longer needs to hear a rough clash, or the mouth of a neighbor who blatantly spoke in front of him. Let them go, for now he will be alone, was it not so?

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"If there is a problem do not bring to work" Bela who was arranging food for the tray jolted at the sound, he looked ahead and it turned out that from earlier he was arranging empty plates for trays that would be delivered to customers

"I'm sorry" Bela lowered her head feeling bad for Bilal, she also did not expect that the man could be here

"Focus" his memory once again that is owned by the girl, but before any problems at home he never thought but today hearing the word divorce somehow makes some of his soul like something is missing

The sun has been replaced by the moon, the bright blue sky changed into a dense color, the time of the night that greeted. The lights along the road also from passing vehicles lit up brightly, and as the night went on the silent atmosphere slowly felt

"Hah" Bela leaned her body against the wall as she had just flipped the 'Close' sign on the door. The clock had shown at ten o'clock in the evening, it was time for him to go home to rest his tired body

"Wanna go home?" Bela jumped in shock with a reflex holding her chest. He thinks he's left alone here because the last part makes sure everything's locked up

"I'm sorry" Bilal scratched his nape, when it was clear the sound of his shoes earlier but perhaps Bela was unaware

"I thought you were home"

"Not yet, I fell asleep in my father's work room" Bela nodded her head, just as she did not see the man

"What do you wear at ten?"

"Online agents" said Bela showed the phone screen

"Let me take it" said Bilal suddenly, who did not even think the sentence would come out of his lips

"Eh? But..."

"It's not good to have people in kayak gini hours, they must have rest with their families"

"But they are also paid? Must be happy to get money" replied Bela with logical reasons

"Even if they must be tired let alone jam kayak gini, count to save costs" Bela thought for a moment, then nodded. True also thought, better the money saved

"Not taking nicotine?" He asked Bilal because he felt bad for him

"Come"

"I used to take a bag in the locker" he said to the locker provided specifically for employees at the cafe

"Bag? Isn't that on your boat?" Bilal's question made the girl turn her head and pat her head, she really couldn't focus for today

"You look like more problems" said Bilal with his hand holding the key of the bike, remaining his own motorcycle parked

"Ordinary problems"

"Ordinary and small problems when allowed to be a big problem that will be more difficult to find a way out"

"You want a story?" The next thing that makes Bela look still doubtful

"Maybe I can help" Bela let out a long sigh and bowed to her feet in front of the cafe door. Bilal follows the girl doing a similar thing and stares at the girl he first met as the market thug

"Hahhh" a long breath of Bela was heard

"It's actually a common problem for me and it happens a lot. I don't know why I feel so weak today? I felt like something was missing" he said slowly

"What's missing?" Bilal asked curiously, he could not help but ask

Bela was silent for a moment, paying attention to the highway in front of him that was still passed by wheeled vehicle drivers although not as much as usual

"I don't know what makes me feel lost. Their love even as I never felt, their bodies I rarely even found at home, so what makes me feel lost?" He asked in a hoarse tone like holding back a cry

"Old man?" Bilal asked doubtfully, he had heard that Bela even thought they were dead

"Hm" Bela replied with a nod and a brief deheman

"They ultimately chose divorce and each other's lives"

"I'm glad I don't have to listen to their rough patches every day, I'm happy when I don't have to listen to a neighbor's blatant insinuation, but why do I feel like a part of me is missing? Shouldn't I be happy?" Ask in a soft tone and slow stuffing

"Because you are their son" Bilal said, making Bela look down now

"As people say, blood is thicker than water. You blood their flesh, in your blood flow their blood. And maybe what you don't know, was that your presence created laughter on their faces. You have a bond that cannot be broken, there is an invisible thread that binds it no matter how one of you tries to cut it"

"If I can choose maybe I should choose never to exist" replied Bela with a view that now looks up to look at the moon above

"Don't say it like that, I'm sure there are things that make us want to live here regardless of how cruel destiny governs. Don't forget, there's a God with us"

"Yes, it's just that sometimes I feel tired of myself dealing with this"

"You share?"

"What?" Ask Bela to confirm her hearing

"In order not to feel alone and tired of taking care of everything yourself. Would you like to share?"

"meaning?" Ask Bela who is still trying to digest