Kenan's Destiny
The Voice Without Being

In the room filled with various kinds of knowledge books, Kenan sat leaning on a shelf crammed with large books. He looked up to let his face face face the ceiling of the room with his eyes closed.

He breathed a few times and exhaled deeply. Decompose the tightness that suddenly shackles the chest cavity. He raised his head, looking straight ahead.

The events that had recently happened back crossed his memory space. Ashtray, Roni's red eyes, and the events on the basketball court, did not forget when he almost broke the hands of school thugs that all students feared.

Kenan looked down at both of his hands.

"What happened to me? Why do I feel different?" he said he was still staring at the two hands that he had turned back and forth.

It was a rainstorm that night, where he did the stupidest, most stupid thing. He remembered the moment his body floated, and before hitting the ground a light from a flash of lightning struck his chest right in the heart.

"Is it because of the lightning that I can be like this? What am I supposed to do with all this power?" He muttered again as he dropped his head on the bookshelf. Both legs he thrust forward. Tired and confused.

"Maybe God wants .. so that I can protect myself or at least defend myself when everyone bullies me" he continued muttering alone. To the right and left of his body, there were piles of books on mythology and science.

"But I'm afraid, Lord. I'm afraid I can't control myself and use this for personal gain. What else for useless things. How'this?" He bowed. Restless own heart, gamang hit the soul.

He breathed again. All this made his chest feel tight.

"Darling! If you're scared, if you're desperate, if you're hurt, then just call me. I will come and be a strength to you."

Mother's last words were spoken before she took her last breath, burrowing in Kenan's ear.

"Mother!" He mumbled softly. Kenan closed his eyes, a drop of water fell from his mouth when Mom's smile flashed in the shadows.

"You are the chosen one. I myself do not know why out of so many great people, it is garbage like you that He chose. You should be grateful to have the opportunity to enjoy your life. Not even regretting and lamenting your second life!"

A voice slid into the thick of Kenan. The teenager raised his face, circulating his gaze in all directions. Looking for the owner of the voice that just mocked him.

"Who are you? Show yourself!" yelled Kenan unconsciously.

Plaque ... plaque!

"Ssttt ...!"

The sound of rulers and tables clashing strongly coupled with the sizzling lips of library guards and cucumbers, reprimanding Kenan who was still gaping in surprise.

He smiled in embarrassment, immediately turning his face away from the library guard with his head bowed. Kenan left with a book in hand that he took carelessly.

He took her to the guard and left after being allowed.

"Hey, if there is a problem .. calm your heart and mind, do not get dissolved in it. I'm just reminding you, "the library guard advised before Kenan stepped over the door of the room.

The skinny student turned his head, looking intently at the guard who returned to focus on his work.

"Thank you" he said, taking his steps out and closing the door slowly.

Kenan's mind was really raging. I am confused what to do after this. Confused by what he had right now, what was all the power he had?

Kenan returned, with trembling steps and bowed head he approached Yuki who was waiting for him under the acacia tree.

"A-there's a-what? M-isn't it i-this ma-still hours of learning? W-why are you a-there in lu-outside?" asked Kenan with a voice that shook violently. He wiped away the sweat that was almost dripping down.

"Hm!" Yuki folded her arms around her stomach, looking at Kenan with a frown, "why do you always stutter when you talk to me? Am I a ghost so you always stammer because of the fear of seeing me?" sukul Yuki was amazed by Kenan's behavior as if made up.

Kenan glanced at him for a while, he was immediately bowed once his neutrality collided with Yuki's bluish netra.

"I-I don't know." Kenan is restless, wants to linger, but he is unable to. Not not wanting, but not being able to.

"My studies are done, I want you to take me," he told me.

"Where to?" asked Kenan who ventured to raise his face this time.

"Mamah asked me to come to the cafe, I don't know. Take me there. You take it easy, just drop off because I'm going home with Mamah" replied Yuki, who is only possessed by Kenan.

Both of them walked to the parking lot. Yuki did not hesitate to put his hand on Kenan's arm and continued to invite him to speak, while the man tried his hardest not to tremble. It seemed, from today on he had to get used to Yuki's indeterminate attitudes.

"I want to sit in front!" yuki exclaimed as Kenan was about to open the back door for her. Without saying anything and with trembling hands, Kenan closed the door again and opened the front door.

"Thank you," Yuki said with a smile and went inside. He sat quietly waiting for Kenan to enter.

"Dine! You're sweating!" yuki screeched as a few beads of sweat dripped down from her forehead. He immediately took a tissue and washed Kenan's sweat.

"Let's a-me sa-only," prevent Kenan while blocking Yuki's wrist. Seeing the two clashing, some time they nailed each other face before Kenan threw his face forward.

Yuki lowered his head in embarrassment, he wiped his own sweat using the same tissue. Kenan did the same. He's really nervous. Like a phobia to a pretty girl.

The car drove quietly, Yuki looked at the window. He was equally embarrassed when he remembered the incident earlier.

"C-cafe ma-where?" kenan asked broke the silence. Yuki turned forward, he looked outside the car looking for the cafe where he made an appointment with Mamah.

"There! Aurora Cafe!" point at Yuki when you find that place. Kenan turned the steering wheel of the car towards the cafe.

"You can go straight home, I'm sorry I can't lend you this car now that Mamah didn't bring the car," Yuki regretted after the car was stuck in the cafe courtyard.

"Ti-nothing. I-I-I'll just ride the ojek," said Kenan with a face that turned outward. He gives Yuki the car keys before leaving.

"Henner!" The hand that had opened the car door stopped and Kenan's head turned towards him.

"thank you. This is for your motorcycle fare. I don't accept rejection!" tega Yuki clenched the money sheet in Kenan's hand.

"Thanks-you-love!" he said, refusing could not because Yuki had given his ultimatum. Kenan came out and without looking again he continued to look for a motorcycle taxi driver.

While Yuki, still sitting staring at the frail back of Kenan who was getting away.

"Murkey!"