The Marriage Of The Game
1 - Aleta Quenby Elvina

..."I don't want to be born if I don't want to be born. You threw me away and left me, to make me die in misery."...

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Istanbul, 08.00am

A woman rushed her foot before the street lights changed. Seen this morning quite crowded with pedestrians who also crossed with him on the zebra cross track.

The woman glimpsed the watch hanging from her wrist before finally, she actually ran down the street to the coffee shop where she worked.

"Damn!" the woman's curse on the clock shows the time of her delay.

He no longer wanted to receive a reprimand from the store owner because he always found himself late for work.

The woman was named Aleta Quenby Elvina who is now known as Bora, a brave and independent woman. He works in a small coffee shop in the city center and this is not the first time Aleta is late in work, he has often done his education.

The residence is quite far away and just riding a public vehicle that must be jostling with other passengers, making it difficult for him to arrive on time.

Aleta opened the back door plan of the store. He was watching to avoid the owner. As soon as it felt safe, he slipped inside. The steps are very careful so as not to cause the sound effects of shoes, because the owner of the store has a sharp enough hearing.

"Ehem"

The man's thumping voice was clearly heard in Aleta's ears, thus making her flinch. Look back and see the owner of the shop is ruffled waist while putting on a grim face.

This time Aleta finished, she could not escape the anger of her boss. He also resigned, if getting punishment from him, again!

"I have to tell you how many times! I'm tired of punishing you. You've never even been afraid of all the punishments given," he said.

"I can't take it anymore, you better not be working here!" added saturates.

Aleta, who had been bowed to hear her anger, now raised her face. The words of his boss managed to make him look great, he also did not expect to be fired from his job, after months of working there.

"Sir, please don't fire me! I promise I won't be late again!" Aleta pleaded, asking her boss to undo her intentions.

"I've heard that sentence hundreds of times from your mouth" he said indifferently.

"Sir, I beg you sir! Just this time, give me another chance," Aleta's plea pinta pinched while trying to pull her boss' hand, before finally being brushed aside by the owner.

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Aleta circulated her gaze, staring at the vast expanse of the park that actually seemed quiet and empty, exactly with her current mood and mind.

He stomped his feet which was followed by his grunts. So upset, Aleta complains that the owner of the store he judged was not selective.

Aleta sat in the grass, tired of grumbling that would never end. He looked at the face above his arm that had been perched on both knees.

Shut up, that's what he's doing right now. But his mind kept turning, regarding the life he would go through after this. Thinking of how he could survive in this world, while his job had just disappeared and his savings had also been depleted from paying his rent, last month.

Just hoping, if someday there will be a miracle coming her way. Because he never got all that, because he never felt it in the least.

Since childhood Aleta only lived in an orphanage with other children. Not once did he feel the warm embrace of his parents, even the owner of the orphanage and the caretaker of the orphanage never took care of him well. He really did everything himself.

Until finally Aleta got bored and chose to run away from the home, which she considered a hell house. Not knowing where to put his feet, just letting himself stay on the side of the road.

The story of his childhood life is quite dark, he no longer wants to be remembered. It hurts so much if you have to repeat memories that you never expected at all.

Aleta also did not ask to be born if her life ended like this, miserable and ruined.

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Aleta accelerated her pace as she was about to pass through a small alley in a densely populated area. Street lights that are minimal lighting make the area prone to crime.

Aleta is a woman who walks alone in the late night. He himself also felt anxious, if he found a group of criminals who tried to harm him.

As it is today, Aleta feels when someone is stalking her since, but she is not so worried about it, because it always carries a weapon that she believes is powerful, it became a weapon that was always in his jacket pocket.

Disturbed by the stalker, Aleta stopped and turned around. Circulating his eyes to find the stalker who apparently managed to hide before being known by him.

"Don't hide! Get out if you dare. That way is old fashioned, there is no point in hiding!!"

The screech is clearly heard from the stalker. Instead of coming out of hiding, the stalker actually ran away and immediately left before Aleta would completely finish herself off.

"Bas a coward!"

His lips before stepping back his legs, he wanted to get home immediately and lay his body on the bed. Aleta was in the city park with no friends to talk to, just a can of cold drinks and a pack of cow kebabs that became her conversation partner this afternoon.

Time was going so slow, he thought. If only he worked today, maybe the time would not be so long running.

Aleta laid her body on her small mattress, simple but comfortable enough. Tonight, he no longer wanted to think about anything that made his head wince. He wants to rest his brain from the sad feelings that are always disturbing.

Aleta turned off the room lights and immediately closed her eyes, hoping that the problem today was just a pebble she was going through.

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