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The Oscar

The Oscar Gang is a group of teenagers who are trying to find their identity, the most comfortable home for some of its members. For them to go home when they received a relentless blow from God. Oscar Gang with a million stories and also wounds that never heal. There are Laskar and Sella with different beliefs and different tastes. There is Raka who will never get Rara’s love. And finally there are Irza and Jeri with all the regrets that bind them both. Will they be able to face the world with all its pain, or will retreating be the best solution for what is still a short journey? Who knows.

ALWA1196 · Teen
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23 Chs

Oscar Gang's Scandal

Unable to control his senses anymore, Raka then stepped forward, closing the distance between him and Irza. And with a view filled with anger that was raging inside him, Raka then grabbed Irza's collar with all his might. 

Now, Irza's social status is no longer important in the eyes of Raka Yudha Juliardo. 

"Once again I ask, do you have a special relationship with Rara." Unfortunately, Raka's anger is not able to provoke Irza. He remained in the calm mode which he had definitely inherited from his father.

Irza casually released Raka's grip on his collar. But after this he promised to answer thoroughly what was a big question mark in Raka's mind when he saw his interaction with Rara.

Irza then took out her gadget, and her slender fingers seemed to dance very gracefully on the flat object that had the bitten apple logo on the back. I don't know what he is doing, only he knows, even Raka is still guessing what his best friend is doing.

"Here, just read it for yourself. Hopefully this will make you realize what kind of relationship I have with Rara." Without thinking, Raka then attacked Irza's device. 

One of Raka's eyebrows rose up to see what was on Irza's device. Raka's two eyes seemed to want to jump out and the same thing was felt by his heart at this time, beating very fast like a war drum that was being beat. 

"Your world is still spinning just fine, right?" Irza asked Raka in a tone that sounded very clear that the number one person in the Oscar Gang was not believing what he saw on Irza's device.

A wicked smile appeared very clearly on Irza's two luscious lips which she definitely aimed at Raka.

"Zaskia Azzahra Khumairah and Adi Surya Dimitri are two human children who are tied in a relationship called cousins. It doesn't stop there, the late Mentari Chamissya Damayanti is the daughter of Amanda Maha Putri."

"Is it still unclear what I gave you earlier?" I don't know which demon from which direction had controlled Raka's body so he just shook his head in response to what was Irza's question.

"Are you cousins?" It seemed that Irza no longer needed to answer what Raka had just asked. Everything is clear and there is nothing more to explain.

"Still not clear?" Maybe it wasn't the answer Raka was expecting. It's not Irza's fault either, Irza has provided all the evidence and Raka is still questioning it. In this case it is Raka who must wake up from reality or Irza who must have a lot of patience in him.

"How come you didn't tell us that you and Rara were cousins?" And this is the most appropriate question to be asked by Raka so far. Irza then crossed her arms in front of her chest and walked around Raka.

"What big thing will happen if I reveal to all of you that Rara and I are cousins, huh?" Raka could only be silent in response to what was said by Irza, could not reply to what was said by the man because what he said was indeed the truth.

Even though Irza and Rara proclaimed their relationship wouldn't change the world and everything in it, right?

"Everything is clear and I also assume that I don't owe you an explanation at all, Raka Yudha Juliardo." Irza had only taken two steps to leave Raka, but a call from Raka could not help but finally discouraged her from leaving the boxing arena at the Oscar Geng's main headquarters.

"What else?" asked Irza with a lazy expression that was carved very clearly in every curve of her face.

"I'm sorry," squeaked Raka, who is sure that at this time he is feeling very regretful, fortunately he was able to control his patience and it didn't end in a fist fight between the two.

"Oscar Geng is the death prize. It's okay," said Irza Adisankara Rianto, the best fighter commander owned by Oscar Geng.

Raka just nodded at what was said by Irza, and for now Raka had allowed Irza to leave the boxing arena. But again, the universe seemed to be holding Irza from leaving this place.

"Raka! Irza!" A very loud exclamation came out of the mouth of the Laskar who was currently in a state of panic. The two people who were the object of Laskar's attention could finally look at each other, implying that they didn't even understand what was going on while they were talking to each other.

"What's wrong, Kar?" The question from Raka was more than enough to represent what was currently going on in Irza's mine.

"Robby was caught by the police!" said Laskar with a breath that sounded hoarse, but for him it could still be heard very clearly by both Irza and Raka's ears.

When they heard what Laskar said, the lower jaws of the two Oscar Gang leaders opened very wide. It's hard to believe what the Warriors are saying at this point. If there were gaps in Laskar's eyes, even if it was only a speck, neither Raka nor Irza would want to believe it.

"Joking isn't funny, Kar!" Irza rebuked without wanting to think twice about his words. Laskar, who was still trying to calm his heartbeat, brought his two eyes to look at Irza with a very intense gaze.

"Is what I'm saying is something that deserves to be used as a joke, esteemed brother Irza Adisankara Rianto?" Now there is no longer any reason for Raka to want Irza not to believe what Laskar says.

"In what case?" asked Irza with a sharp gaze at the potential heir to the throne from the Law Firm of Alamsyah and Partners. 

"Drug abuse."

DEG!

The words uttered by Laskar really made the leader and commander of the Oscar Gang unable to move.

"Where is Robby now?" That was all Irza could say now.

"At the police station," answered Laskar in a low voice, but Irza and Raka in front of them could hear very well.

Drrrt … Drrrt … Drrrt …

Raka's gadget then rang very loudly, and this had to discourage him from going to the police station following Robby, one of the members of the Oscar Gang.

There is Aaron Juliardo's number which is currently filling Raka's screen.

GLEK!

To just gulp his saliva, Raka seems to be having a hard time. But after all, the papa must have called him because he had something to do with Robby. Aaron Juliardo is one of the top police officers in the Capital. 

"Just pick it up, you won't know what Uncle Aaron is going to say if you don't want to pick it up yourself." Only a nod of the head given by Raka to what was said by Irza. 

"Hello, Pi," said Raka when their phone line was already connected to each other. Raka could very clearly hear that at this time there was a long, rough sigh that his father was exhaling on the other side.

Raka didn't need to ask on what basis his papa contacted him at that time, if Raka still did it, then it would be like calling the Angel Azrael to pick him up very quickly even before it was time for him to die.

"Daddy doesn't want to make small talk with you, Ka. Surely you know what to do after Robby's arrest?" Aaron asked in his baritone tone. Firm and undeniable at all.

"Y-yes, Dad." Only that short answer was given by Raka in response to what Aaron had asked a moment ago. After hearing the answer said by Raka, Aaron then disconnected the phone with his only son. 

"Why?" asked Irza and Laskar at almost the same time.

"Kar, help me blind gather all the children." Laskar, who understood what the leader said, only agreed to his request, without the slightest intention of refuting what Raka said. 

"Are you okay, Ka?" Irza knew even too well that the question was not appropriate for her to ask her best friend. But the question was nothing more than a form of self-consolation for Raka.

"Nothing's okay for now, Za. Not Oscar Gang, let alone me." Hearing what Raka said, Irza didn't want to be provoked. For now he chose to stick with his common sense.

Drrrt … Drrrt … Drrrt …

This time it was Irza's device that rang very loudly, but if this was only an incoming message notification. Still with a calm demeanor, Irza finally took out her gadget which she kept in her pocket in her oversized jacket, especially if it wasn't a jacket with the Oscar logo on it.

After taking a very long breath, Irza finally decided to decide to open the message whose sender was a woman who had risked her life to bring him into this world.

'Your father is on his way to the Oscar Gang's main headquarters. Your father is not alone, there is Uncle Rafli too.' [Zaskia Azzahra Khumairah]

'Thanks, Mom.' [Irza Adisankara Rianto] 

There are no more messages on Irza's device containing replies to messages from Zaskia. If there is something in this world that no longer needs to be doubted, it is the inner bond between a mother and her child.

As a mother who was pregnant and gave birth to Irza, of course, Zaskia knew her child more than anything else in the world. When compared to Dirga, Zaskia is still the one who knows her children the best.

"My dad and your daddy are on their way here?" Irza whispered in Laskar's ear. But not the slightest thing Laskar was afraid of what was said by Irza.

Because basically Laskar never touched the forbidden goods even for a second.

WIU! WIU! WIU!

The sound of a police car then distracted the 248 members of the Oscar Gang who were at the main headquarters.

To Be Continued ….