KAFKAS
ATTENTION OF ALI

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Headquarters are crowded at the moment, like a routine at night. The core members as well as the ordinary members often gathered together, although there are some of them who gather just to hang out for a while, continue to go home to each other to rest the body ready to wake up tomorrow to continue school activities. It's just that tonight is quite different because tonight is the longest night for young people to spend this Sunday night until tomorrow morning.

The atmosphere inside looked so crowded, laughter echoed throughout the headquarters' central room and small talk was heard telling each other a few minutes before the arrival of their chairman to the headquarters, but now it turns instead to be quiet and so gripping.

Yeah, Kafka came in with a situation that wasn't okay. All members can know about it. Flat face without expression and friendly, as well as the gaze of the eyes of a hawk who draws sharp as if he is stalking prey. This was the look on their leader's face that they could see in a state of extreme anger. Almost eight months later the face was not shown by their leader, but tonight they again saw a terrible look with a strong aura indicating anger.

I don't know how many punches the young man has now lay down while dripping his tearful circle punching the punching bag with full force. The young man chose to channel the emotions that were whipping his heart in the special training room of Waldemarr headquarters alone by locking the door of the room so that no one could enter it.

Still not satisfied with the punching bag, Kafka again floated his fist on the large mirror that surrounded the room as the last release that Kafka lay, until the mirror was broken irregularly. "ADD*NG!!!" the cry of doormat.

While from the outside of the room were seen some members as well as Ali and Aleshaqi who were worrying about Kafka. The knock on the door that kept Ali gedor was ignored by Kafka from inside. Not even a single break was able to open the door of the training room so easily. Kafka really designed the space with high-quality materials. Only a faint sound from within signified the power of Kafka, if in a state of extreme anger. It was already like a person who was possessed by a demon, it was truly terrifying.

Chalief was silent for a moment while thinking hard, and in the next second he patted Ali on the shoulder. "Call Sanz, ask Sanz to make a splinter come to the base."

"Ngapain njir, he'll be here later. Take care of your boss."

"That's my gobl*k solution. The one holding the lock of the training room spare is Bang Jo and Sanz. Can't you call the bang Jo again in Kalimantan?!"

"Pinter lo." Aleshaqi immediately contacted Sanz's contact who was on his way to the base after Cherry's house. As for Gaishan, I don't know that none of them knew of the young man's whereabouts.

Time showed at three in the morning, but until now Kafka still did not intend to end his activities in the training room until Sanz arrived inside the headquarters and intended to open the door of the room. At the same time Kafka even first opened the door with a fairly chaotic situation, the left hand of the Youth was covered in fresh blood that continued to drip.

do not be confused and ask why Kafka's left hand is bleeding, because the answer is, Kafka one of the people who always used to use his left hand or commonly called left-handed.

"What the hell lo, Kaf. Why don't you all nabrakin yourself lo, let's die quickly." the loud voice managed to escape from the mouth of Sanz who was looking worried.

Bugchi!!!

"Let's go, you need an impingement, right?" tawar Ali's.

"Don't be crazy, Li!! Kafka is not the same. You don't see that the glass is just splashed to pieces with just one punch. Especially the face of anjir!!" exclaim Aleshaqi fast.

"Surge,"

"You want to, you're laughing, huh? Eling or maneh eling, Kafka again the fashion of a lion." Aleshaqi's body still stood between the two as a barrier.

"GIRLY LO!!" ali snapped loudly at Aleshaqi, making Aleshaqi instantly give space to Ali the way to enter the training room.

"This is the man if there is no outlet the crazier later, the better I sacrifice." Ali swatted Aleshaqi on the shoulder.

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Tired of feeling too much crying, but the crying is caused from his own selfishness and sense of prestige.

Alta who is still in Kafka's room is now difficult to close her eyes even if only for a moment. He sighed many times to forget for a moment his problems in order to rest himself, but many times he also failed to close his eyes. The heart that kept on fidgeting, the body that he moved right and left even forced his eyes to keep closed was the hardest thing for him this time.

Just as he was about to grab a drink, his phone ringer sounded to signal a message notification from a green chat application. Immediately he picked up a flat object lying on the nightstand next to Kafka's bed.

"Alsh." amidst his confusion, Alta just opened the contents of the chat that Aleshaqi sent.

Alta just rounded her eyes in disbelief to see the photo sent by Aleshaqi without intending to reply.