KAFKAS
HOLD ON OR GO

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On the way, Alta was silent, and so was Leo. It will be useless if they talk on the bike because it will certainly not be heard.

"Why?" Alta asked when she realized the motorbike she was riding stopped by the side of the road near the sidewalk.

"Tuh," pointed Leo at the meatball cart that was holding up on the sidewalk.

"Snitch?"

"Yes, haven't you had a good time?!"

Alta nodded. "You know very well."

"The face of your hungry face."

"Damn lo."

Alta took it for granted, sitting next to Leo after the young man ordered.

"What did Lo say?"

"Ah, that. I forgot it."

Leo clucked no like. "Cepet by the way, lo lelama. Hunting her meat comes."

Exhaling his coarse breath, Alta lowered her finger making Leo frown looking seriously at his cousin.

"If you were me? Will you hold on or leave?"

"Not both."

"Why?" his tan was puffed up, staring at Leo.

"Defend, if to continue to be hurt for what? Go, if still dear will also be free. If you feel tired, you can stop for a moment to rest. And if you feel better, you can go on." Leo said quickly.

"Even for a long time?"

"How long?"

Alta shook her head "Gue doesn't know how long."

Leo pulled the corner of his lips. "Lo must be surein how long you rest and return. Don't try to run away from reality, the more you run away from reality the more closed your eyes make Nerima's situation." He said as he began the ritual.

"meaning?"

Leo sighed softly. "Gue don't know what's the problem right now. From what I see, you want to go but it feels heavy isn't it? You want to stay but you feel you are hurt. Why do I say you have to take a break and come back after you feel better? So that you can understand where the problem lies. Why leave if the problem can be fixed, why stay because your feelings are never wrong." He said,

Leo's hand rubbed Alta's shoulder slowly. Then he clasped Alta's hand, opened Alta's fingers to form the number five and put the finger on Leo's chest. "Lo ask your heart, because the best answer is here." He has nurtured his hands many times.

Alta lowered her head. His eyes felt sore and not strong enough to hold the puddle of water that had been pooled to spill.

Leo picked up the box tissue on the next table. Then he gave a sheet of tissue to Alta so that Alta could wipe her tears. "Eat first, Al. Later you can continue to cry if your stomach is full." Said Leo trying to keep Alta entertained and seemed to be quite successful. Alta slapped the arm of the handsome young man sitting next to her quite tightly, snatching away, while wiping away the remains of his tears.

Leo laughed, "Well, that's the new Alta I know. Losing one person cannot make the world collapse. It is precisely the world of that person that will collapse because of the loss of sincere love from you."

"Including with what will you be rasain?"

"You mean?"

"Ah, I mean. For example, if you were in my position? Will that happen to you too?"

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"Gue go straight back." He cried quickly, before the girl who had just come down invited him to stop by.

Alta looked directly at the young man who was her cousin status. "Why?"

"Udah wants seven o'clock, I'm afraid of jammed doang on the road Happy V. I'll stop by sometime, say hello to Om Arta and Aunt Gaby." Next, pull the gas to the puter direction. Then smile at Kafka. "Gue first, Kaf."

"Kafka nodded slightly, "Thank you Alta's been home." He made the young man look and smile. "It's my responsibility." It's pulling the gas.

Alta's step went straight to the entrance gate of her house without seeing or even greeting the handsome young man who was still sitting on his sports bike, as usual.

Kafka pulled Alta's arm slowly so that the girl approached her, as Alta stepped past Kafka.

"Where else? Didn't you say goodbye to Gaishan to go home with Bang Shaka?"

"Yes, but not."

"Why?"

"There was a sudden secretarial meeting he said."

"Why not wait for me?"

"Nothing, I was looking for nothing and there just happened to be a Leo."

"Why not a phone?"

"Udah, but hp lo is in the bag, Kaf."

Kafka gave a small nod, then gently rubbed Alta's hand slowly. "I'm sorry, don't laugh, but I went to the rooftop for a moment. Why don't you think about finding me there?"

Alta was only able to smile thinly, "Let's go in." Bring along.

"Would you come with me out for a minute?"

"Where?" He asked while taking Kafka into his living room.

"Round the city park." Answer Kafka.

"Gue get changed, for a second."

Kafka then sat down and allowed Alta to climb up to her room. A few minutes later Alta came back down and the time had shown at half-eight p.m.

"Be, call Papa or Mama can?"

"They're not home anymore, kaf."

"Where?"

"To Semarang, papa there are projects there for the next week." Reply Alta while wearing shoes.

"That means you're alone?"

"No, there's Bang Shaka. At most he'll be home at 11 in the night."

Alta closed the door and locked her house before the two of them left the house. As usual, Kafka will not be absent to wear a helmet for his favorite girl.