Wagering
Duality

As dawn approached, the new rain was willing to subside, leaving the remnants of the cold that reached the pores of Fabian's skin as he crept out of Blue's apartment before the girl woke up.

The jacket he wore tightened, both hands he put in his pocket as his steps swung wide towards the basement where his motorcycle was parked.

Actually, Fabian intended to say goodbye to Blue so as not to look like a jerk who just left after being given a place to stay. However, he was so high on the values of politeness that he decided not to disturb Blue's sleep, and intended to express his gratitude to Blue through text messages once he got home later.

Cold still felt to the bone even when he had not driven his motor out of the apartment building. Make him momentarily doubt whether he should continue the journey or wait a little longer until the sun rises and the rays are able to help repel the existing cold.

But in the end, Fabian was reckless as well. After making sure the helmet was properly attached, Fabian turned on the motor and immediately pulled the gas lever. The sound of the roar of the motor echoed throughout the deserted basement area, and in an instant the huge motor had managed to take Fabian away from the desolate apartment building.

The road at dawn was still empty, there were only a few truckloads of goods traveling at high speed. Traffic lights were breached, no other vehicles were visible along the viewing eye. According to Fabian, it is dangerous. Because no one will ever know when a vehicle can suddenly appear from the side and hit our vehicle.

To that end, Fabian slowed down the speed of his motorbike, staying in an orderly manner stopping the motor behind the white line when the traffic light turned red. In fact, after the lights changed to yellow for a split second before turning green again, Fabian patiently waited as he turned to his right and left to ensure that it was safe for him to return.

If the streets are quiet like this, Fabian should be able to reach his house in less than 30 minutes. But because along the way he was busy thinking about Sabiru, the only 30-minute trip was completely missed to 49 minutes and 18 seconds.

As usual, no one will voluntarily open the gate for him even the sound of his motorbike is so blaring and could have awakened the entire complex. Her crazy mother might still be in the beer storage and partying with the concentrated liquids until she fainted like normal days. And Fabian didn't have enough guts to honk so many times to attract his mother's attention, because he would only end up being a month-long citizen.

The towering gate finally opened Fabian himself. He pushed with a remnant of power, then he closed it again after successfully bringing his motor into the yard in a guided manner.

"Welcome to the hell, Arkafabian." A welcome that slides free of and for itself. Because he knew, no one would welcome him as soon as the big door in front of him opened.

Fabian reached out, turned the knob casually and was already preparing to dash in, when he was instead startled by his mother's whereabouts. The woman was seen sitting alone in the living room in dim lighting, still in the clothes worn yesterday as she welcomed the arrival of Doctor Abraham.

Because he did not believe in his own vision, Fabian rubbed his eyes several times. It's not impossible that he hallucinated after only sleeping for about two hours, right?

However, no matter how many eyes he scratched, the figure of the Kingdom still did not disappear from there. Fabian concluded that the figure meant that it was real, not just a hallucination.

"Did you sit there alone?" he asked after regaining consciousness that had hovered in the air.

The door behind him back Fabian closed, and he swung a step closer to the Kingdom which was now staring flatly at him.

Instead of an answer, Fabian instead heard a command that ended up making him snort and then smile.

Raya said, "Don't see Doctor Abraham again,"

It was the most unreasonable order Fabian had ever received from his mother. More absurd than when his mother told him to drown himself in the bathtub when he was just eight years old.

The alcohol that the woman had consumed for many years seemed to have damaged all the organs in her head, so that her common sense had not run anymore and even now refused to be saved by those who cared.

Fabian was getting tired. It felt like the energy he had was completely exhausted to just help his mother out of the darkness that had been encircling. And in the end, Fabian realized that no matter how hard he tried to make his mother's condition improve, nothing would change.

Because as far as Fabian knows, Raya just wants him dead.

Sixteen seconds face to face with the Kingdom that always looks emotionless, Fabian finally looked away. Then, without refusing or obeying his mother's orders, Fabian again swung a step. He climbed to the second floor to continue his sleep. Because it was much better than he had to serve Raya, and ended himself who would go crazy.

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The weather forecast for today again failed. When Fabian was ready to skip class because it was said that the storm that last night would continue for a day, the sun actually shone so high. Once the laughter showed off its scorching rays, which could even penetrate to the cracks of the air vents in Fabian's room, he said, make the owner repeatedly clucked resentfully because it must often change the position of sleep so as not to be exposed to the glare of sunlight.

Finally, because he no longer knew how to take a position to sleep well, Fabian decided to fully wake up. He gave up his intention to ditch, then grumbling he walked into the bathroom to wash his body that had been bathed in sweat even though the conditioner water had been turned on at the lowest temperature.

Now it was only half-eight in the morning, there were still two hours before the first class began, so at least Fabian could flutter his body using cold water to drive away the damn heat brought by the sun.

However, reality never goes according to expectations. When Fabian turned the shower faucet, he did not get a single drop of water out of it. This sucks, for Christ's sake. Because his whole body was already smelly sweat and he would not want to come to campus with a smelly and messy state like now. As for checking if there is something wrong with the flow of water in the house is also too troublesome. Because the water meter was deep in the backyard, where he had to walk through his mother's beer storage to get there.

Things go awry, but Fabian decides that he still has to take a shower, somehow.

And, you know what came into his head?

Sabiru's.

When it comes to campus in such a bad state is a scourge for him, coming to Blue's apartment to take a bath instead becomes the only idea that sounds most reasonable to him. After all, he thought, he and Blue would not be involved into any relationship, so he did not need to build a good image in the eyes of the girl.

So without intending to think of the idea once more, Fabian darted out of the bathroom. He approached the wardrobe, pulled a pair of blue torn jeans, and, white T-shirts and black leather jackets then put it in a paper bag that he happened to find near the closet. Do not forget also he put underwear and toiletries in the travel kit that is always ready to be taken to travel at any time.

All the gear was in order, then Fabian grabbed the phone from the top of the nightstand and started typing in a few words to send to Blue.

The water in my house is dead, can you take a bath in your apartment? inscribed.

Permission had been obtained, so Fabian immediately moved to grab the car keys hanging on the wall near the door and immediately ran out of the room.

Fortunately, he no longer found Raya in the living room when he got there. Because if the woman was still in the same place after hours, Fabian would start considering dragging the woman to get maximum care in a mental hospital.

"Gue doesn't know who you want to caper with anymore, but you're a real dog this morning." Fabian grumbled, aimed at the sun shining right above his head when he reached the garage.

"If for the next hour or two you are still arrogant like this, I swear you have karma, so that it can not shine again for a hundred years!" while pointing at the sun, it was as if the celestial object was like a human being that he could talk to.

After being content to curse the sun—because he did not have enough courage to curse God who created it, Fabian got into the car and immediately gasp.

She would never know, that her disappearance was witnessed by Raya, who was secretly peering out of the window of her room.

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The pleasantries in the form of the sentence consider it his own house really Fabian applied once he arrived at the Blue apartment. After getting permission to open the door on his own, he immediately darted into the bathroom even before the owner of the house came out of the nest.

It took at least 20 minutes for Bian to finally complete the bathing ritual. Now, his body was already feeling refreshed and his energy was slowly replenished.

Various toiletries that he removed from the small pouch that had been brought, began to be put back one by one, he arranged according to the exact same order and layout as before. That has been his habit since childhood, maybe because he often found Raya tearing when he did not return the toy to its original place.

When Fabian just emerged from behind the bathroom door, he was greeted with the presence of a Blue figure hanging on the dining table chair. The real definition of nangkring because now the girl is sitting on a chair with a crouching position while hugging her own two knees.

Fabian had only first noticed that someone was sitting in that position, so it was only natural that he shook his head slowly as his legs swung closer to the blue girl.

"His leg healed?" he asked, while stealing a glance towards Blue's ankle. Suddenly he felt pained, worried that the position of sitting Blue who can now make the condition of his sprained leg worse.

Oh, naw. Fabian is not trying to be a caring human being. He just did not want to have to hug Blue again like last night because the girl continued to whine about her legs which she said felt almost broken.

"Still sick," said Blue, but the girl did not change her position so that a heavy breath escaped from the side of Fabian's lips.

"Why do you sit like that? Later on there's your leg getting sicker," Fabian pulled the chair next to Blue, still not releasing the gaze from the girl's ankle that looked slightly flushed.

"Lo tumben looks handsome," Blue even talk nonsense.

Fabian glared, without warning clasping Blue's arm that hugged the knee so as to make a squatting position Blue slightly shrewd and inevitably the girl finally returned to a normal sitting position. "What did he say, what did he answer. Lo mabok?"

"Yes, my charms."

Wah.... What is this human being? Inner Fabian. Instead of being flattered by being handsome, Fabian shuddered in horror. It is not funny if it turns out that the one who is talking to him right now is a figure of astral beings that resemble Blue.

Because, he knew Sabiru would not voluntarily call him handsome all of a sudden.

"Check the gih, fear that something is wrong with the contents of your head. Do I need to pay? Coincidentally my money is a lot, not exhausted."

"It's so proud to be rich," Blue sneered. Gone was his intention to tease Fabian this morning. Because now he was already annoyed.

"It's only rich if you don't have a father" Fabian said. His intention was only to joke, to simply laugh at his own fate. But he ended up being stared at by Blue, in a way that was 180 degrees different than usual.

"Why, why?" fabian asked, starting to be rather horrified when he found there was a clear fog that began to appear in the eyes of the girl.

Don't tell me Blue's gonna cry. Ughhhh! For whatever reason, Fabian is lazy if there has to be a cuddling scene like last night.

"Lo doesn't have a father?" ask Blue with a super slow voice.

"Everyone should have a father?" Fabian asked back.

Blue was speechless, seemed to be thinking—seen from his eyeballs that moved glancing upwards for a while. Then, the girl looked back at him and shook her head. "It has to be a mother, if you don't have a father, that's okay." Said the girl innocently.

Blue's capricious attitude had managed to make Fabian's head throb. He became as if made blind, not given the opportunity to guess what the real Blue figure.

And, when a pat docked on his shoulder was accompanied by a bright smile that exceeded the sunlight out there, Fabian questioned his assessment of Blue.

"Nothing, there are still many other kids out there who don't have fathers. Do not feel yourself lo is the only one, because who has a father also not necessarily can foya-foya kayak lo." Said the girl.

Fabian exhaled, as hard as he could to get rid of whatever was beginning to bother him. Then in such a great nationality, he whispered to himself. *Lo is wrong, Fabian. Blue is not a lonely girl. He's crazy, like you and your other friends.

Connected*