Ishana Syifanazia Havika

#6 Years Later

Kring..... Kring..... Kringgg

I don't know how many times the alarm disturbed the girl's sleep.

Brakkk...

The tiny alarm was now shattered on the floor.

I don't know how many alarms have met the same fate just because of that girl.

"I just slept for a while, why did the damn alarm go off?" Said the girl while stretching the muscles of her hands.

After almost five minutes the girl grumbled on her bed, and she began to step her feet to get out of there.

The first place she went to was the bathroom.

It didn't take long for the girl to be in that room.

It only took fifteen minutes, and now the girl came out looking fresher and with wet hair.

Tutttttt.... Tuttt... tutttt....

She quickly reached for her cell phone when she saw an incoming call.

"Hmmm, what?" Asked the girl curtly.

"How rude are you, are you menstruating?" Asked someone who came from inside the cell phone.

"none of your business, what do you want to say?" Asked the girl lazily.

"Hmmm, yes, yes. I and the kids will race to the usual place, don't you want to come?"

"What time?"

"Ten o'clock in the evening."

"Hem, I'll try." The girl said casually

"You have to come, there's no way I can race without you....."

Tut...

The girl immediately disconnected her phone unilaterally even though her interlocutor had not finished speaking.

The girl now resumes her activities.

After about ten minutes, the girl is now neatly dressed in a black suit.

Starting from clothes, pants, jackets, and even shoes, everything is black.

The girl immediately grabbed her motorcycle keys that were on the table in her room.

***

Ishana Syifanazia Havika is a girl who lives her days without a family.

The girl who was lost by her parents when she was 11 years old, has now grown into a brave girl and is even feared by many people.

Ishana...A girl who loves racing.

No night goes by without racing.

She loves to spend her time trying out every road she comes across.

Like right now, Ishana was driving her motorcycle at high speed.

She overtook every motorcycle and car in front of her.

She was completely fearless.

It only took fifteen minutes for the girl to reach the place she wanted to go.

Ishana parked her motorcycle and grabbed the bouquet of black flowers that she had bought on the way.

Not forgetting, Ishana put on her sunglasses.

The girl now began to step into the cemetery in front of her.

She walked towards the center of the area until she stopped at one of the cemeteries that looked very clean.

Ishana sat on the outskirts of the cemetery while staring at the tombstone with a name on it.

~INDAH~

Then the girl glanced back at one of the graves beside her, looking at the name on the tombstone.

~ARYA~

Those two names brought tears to Ishana's eyes.

Ishana was known by those around her as a strong person, not a crybaby.

They probably never even saw her cry.

However, she was still weak when she was with her mom and dad.

Especially when she remembers what happened a few years ago, the incident where she witnessed her mom and dad being tortured by those savages who made her the orphan she is today.

Truly, Ishana would never forget that incident.

She still remembers all the details of the incident to this day.

There was nothing that she had missed in her mind.

Even the license plate number of the car and the faces of the people in that place were still clearly engraved in Ishana's memory.

The girl clenched her fists tightly.

"Ishana will repay what they have done to mom and dad. I will repay them one by one, mom and dad." The girl said as she stroked the tombstones of her mom and dad in turn.

Ishana placed the black bouquet on the grave of her father and mother and scattered red, white, and pink flowers.

"Mom, dad, I'm saying goodbye. I'll be back here later." The girl said before she left her mom and dad's place.

Ishana walked back to where she had parked her motorcycle earlier.

As Ishana was in the vicinity of her motorcycle, her forehead furrowed as she felt something was missing.

Helmet...

Why wasn't her helmet there?

She felt that she had placed her helmet on the bike earlier, but why was it no longer there?

While Ishana was busy looking for her helmet, she suddenly saw someone in the same place as her wearing the same helmet.

Ishana immediately rushed towards the person.

Tap.....

Ishana grabbed the man's arm as he was about to get on his motorcycle.

Without taking off her helmet, Ishana could tell that he was looking at her confused.

He raised his head as if he was asking what she was doing.

"My helmet," Ishana said straight to the point.

"What do you mean?" Asked the man in a heavy voice.

"Give me back my helmet," Ishana said again.

The person finally took off the helmet he had been wearing earlier.

Ishana immediately froze when she saw the figure behind the helmet.

For some reason, Ishana could not blink her eyes at the sight of the man in front of her.

"You mean this?" The man asked Ishana as he lifted the helmet in his hand.

Ishana nodded without lowering her gaze from the man's direction.

"You mean, this is your helmet?

"Yes, it's my helmet," Ishana said.

"When you talk to people, don't look at them like that. You're like a dog asking for food from its master, you know."

Hearing the words of the man in front of her, Ishana's gaze which was originally calm now immediately turned fierce.

How could that man call her the same as a dog?

"What do you mean you equate me with a dog?" Ishana asked in a slightly snapped voice.

"I didn't say that you are like a dog, you just feel it." The man said and then turned his gaze in another direction.

"When you talk to people, don't look at them like that. You're like a dog asking for food from its master, you know, what do you mean by saying that? Are you senile? You're still young but you're already senile, that's too bad."

"You!!!" The man said while staring at Ishana with a sharp gaze.

Ishana was not to be outdone.

She came forward and narrowed the distance between them.

"Why? What do you want?" Ishana asked defiantly.

"You're so irritating."

"What? You've taken someone's helmet carelessly, and you're even calling me a dog, dumb."

"This is my helmet, you're the one who's strange, suddenly showing up and saying that this is your helmet."

Hearing this, Ishana immediately snatched the helmet from the man's hand by force.

"This is my helmet, I put it on my motorcycle and suddenly it's gone, and you already have it. You thief."

"What? What did you say I was?"

"Thief," Ishana said casually while stroking her helmet.

The man looked at Ishana sharply.

"You called me a thief?"

"Yes, I said you are a thief, T H I E F," Ishana said while spelling out the letters of the word one by one.

"YOU!!!! That's my helmet, give me back my helmet." said the man and tried to reach for the helmet in Ishana's hand, but it didn't work because Ishana held it.

"This is my helmet," Ishana said as she kept the helmet in her hand.

"My helmet. ....'

"Mine...."

That was the argument between the two people.

They claimed that the helmet was theirs until finally someone came and made the argument between Ishana and the man stop.

"Aska!!!" Someone called out, causing Ishana and the man she had been arguing with to turn their gaze toward the direction the voice came from.

The person approached Ishana and the man she had called Aska.

He frowned when he saw the object in Ishana and Aska's hands.

"What are you doing? And her...?" Asked the man as he fixed his gaze on Ishana.

"Are you her friend?" Ishana asked suddenly before Aska could answer her friend's question.

The man then nodded his head hesitantly as he answered Ishana's question.

"Please tell your friend not to steal people's things carelessly."

Aska immediately looked at Ishana with a sharp gaze, not accepting what the girl had said about her.

"How many times have I told you that I'm...

"You what? It's obvious that you stole my helmet and still deny it?"

"What's wrong with you two?"

"Your friend has stolen my helmet, fortunately, I still saw it earlier, otherwise this person would have run away," Ishana said, rolling her eyes lazily.

"This is my helmet, you're really hard to tell. Just ask my friend. It's true, Dre. Please explain it to him, Since then, he's been nagging constantly."

"Heh, you're the one who's nagging," Ishana said.

Aska just looked away and did not respond to the girl's words.

"Hmmm, so you two fought only over the helmet issue?"

"only over the helmet issue, you say?" Ishana and Aska said simultaneously, making the man startled.

"Mmmmm yes sorry, the point is because of the helmet right?" Asked the man who was nodded back by Ishana and Aska.

"Emmm just like this, Aska! Your helmet has a name right? just check, if it has your name on it, it means it's yours, if not, it means it's his." Said the man giving advice.

"Hmmm, you are right. How could I forget anyway." Aska said cursing her stupidity while examining the helmet.

"Well, right, you see for yourself there is my name here. You can read it, right? ASKARA!" The man said to Ishana.

Ishana, who didn't believe the man's words, immediately grabbed the helmet to check it herself.

ASKARA

The name was engraved on the back of the helmet.

Aska then flashed a mocking smile at Ishana.

Now Ishana's face instantly turned red as the girl realized her mistake.

"Why are you quiet now? You were babbling earlier." Aska said to Ishana.

Ishana remained silent and immediately gave the helmet that was previously in her hand to Aska rudely and then left the place leaving Aska and her friend.

"Why are you running away anyway? No intention of apologizing?" Aska shouted at Ishana as the girl got further away.

"Shut up," Ishana said without looking at the man.

"You're crazy, just looking for a fight with a girl," Andre said to Aska.

"Beautiful," Aska said briefly while continuing to watch Ishana who was now on the girl's motorcycle.

"Do you like her?" Asked Andre when he saw Aska's attitude which he thought was strange.

Aska didn't answer Andre's question, she just smiled and put on her helmet, and left Andre there alone.

"Hey, dumb!!! Where are you going? I haven't finished talking yet." Andre said when he saw Aska already driving her motorcycle.

"Shit man, I'm tired of coming here and being left alone. Fuc*." He said.

The man finally rushed to his motorcycle and intended to catch up with Aska.