This is a Trap

Raka had tried to call Danny's number listed on the paper, but that number could not be reached. In other words, Raka gets a number that is no longer active. Well, even if he knows that there is still one way to justify this paper. He still had to go to the home address listed on the paper. That's why he went there with Clara and Fujita.

"Make sure your GPRS is still active, Raka. That way, I know your position. I'll find a place to park this car, so don't walk too far."

After Fujita said that, Raka got out of the car and Clara looked down in thanks and got out of the car.

"Then now… what will be there?"

Raka pushed his glasses, and his eyes focused on what was in front of him.

Around Raka, there are houses housing residents, where people in the neighborhood live. It's just that, unlike the housing residents who live in the Raka dormitory, this housing doesn't look too good. You will see so many small holes in every road and garbage scattered in the trash can and fall into the middle of the road, which can only be passed by 2 cars and one motorbike. You will also see stray dogs and cats busy looking for food.

It's a not-so-nice residential neighborhood.

Raka stepped confidently and held Clara's hand, but suddenly a cat leaned against his leg.

Tiny...

He restrained his feelings from holding the cat and pretended to keep looking forward, not looking at the cat that was below from Raka's view.

"What's the matter, Raka? Why did you stop?" Clara asked, aware that something had happened to Raka.

"Nothing."

Even though he said that coolly, his feelings still wanted to play with the cat. His feelings are so very strong for cats, that's why he made an orange cat tattoo on his back.

"Oh, stray cat..."

Clara realized that a cat was stroking Raka. She quickly picked up the cat and stroked the fur.

"Tiny. However, this cat is still a stray cat."

When he saw Clara was very happy stroking the cat, Raka tried to hold his hand not to go there, also held and stroked the cat's fur.

Although in the end, he managed to restrain himself, Clara, not knowing how Raka was feeling right now, grabbed Raka's hand and put it on the cat's body.

"This cat is cute, isn't it?"

"Y-Yes," Raka said, nodding spontaneously.

Without realizing it, his hands began to stroke the cat's fur.

After that, they returned to their destination, namely Danny's house.

Fujita had to find a parking space for his car. Housing in this neighborhood does not appear to have public parking. That's because, if you look at their house, you'll notice that their house doesn't have a warranty, it doesn't even look like it can fit a car. In other words, the houses in this residential neighborhood on average only have one floor, and most likely only have 3 plots of room.

That's why you can call this, housing for the lowly, the poor.

To that end, Fujita looked for a place to park his car after realizing that the neighborhood's housing estate didn't have a public parking space.

"Is this the correct block?" Clara asked, making sure she and Raka didn't go the wrong way.

"Yes. If these houses were consecutively numbered, we'd be there soon."

"Oh, I see. But, somehow I feel a bad smell around here. Not only the smell of garbage but also other things."

Clara didn't know what the smell was, but Raka could.

It was the smell of cigarette smoke, alcoholic beverages, the fishy smell of fish, and the fishy smell of some traces of blood on some of the walls of the houses. Raka knows the smell, so he doesn't mind the smell and tries to adapt his sense of smell to get used to it.

"You just need to cover your nose."

Raka gave his handkerchief to Clara.

"Thank You." Clara covered her nose with it. "How about you? Aren't you covering your nose too?"

"I've gotten a bit used to this smell."

"Oh, I see. It seems that I have a sensitive sense of smell."

They searched for the house that had the number 13, and so far only managed to spot the number 8. They were sure that soon they would be able to see the house, which was only a few houses away.

Some houses are still lit, and some not. That's because the clock has shown at 8.30 pm. Some of them must still have dinner together. Some of them may be in the room, living room, bathroom. And some of them may have fallen asleep because they were tired after today's activities.

"The light in the house is still on." Clara saw that the light of the house she was aiming for was still on.

"They haven't slept. There is still activity there. Let's go over there immediately!"

"Yes."

They went there with confidence, without the slightest suspicion in themselves.

Raka, who arrived earlier than Clara, knocked on the door several times.

"Excuse me."

There was no answer after he knocked on the door several times.

"Excuse me."

Still the same, no answer after he knocked on the door.

After doing that for about 1 minute, the door slowly opened. However, it wasn't Danny or his parents who opened it, but a young man whose cheeks were flushed with a hunchback.

"Yes? What is it?" He asked, looking at Raka languidly.

"Is it true that this is Danny's family home? I am Raka Pradana, his classmate."

Raka thinks the young man is Danny's brother. He didn't want to suspect anything for now.

"Danny? Who is that?"

"Danny, who attended Wlynina Academy. Do you know him?"

"I don't know that person. You seem to have the wrong address, Little Boy."

Oh... Little Boy? Geez, he has complimented me.

Raka was quite happy with the nickname, Raka Pradana the Little Boy. He thought it was cool.

"Sorry for interrupting your time. I'll excuse myself first."

Raka decided to leave from there. However, when he had just turned around and saw Clara was there, the young man stopped him.

"Wait a moment!"

"What is it?" Raka asked, turned around, and turned back to face the young man.

"You're looking for Danny, right? Danny lives here."

"Really?"

"Yes. So, come on in and take that woman with you. It's quite cold outside, it's been raining a lot lately. Let's have dinner together."

Raka was quite happy because the young man allowed him to enter. However, he sensed something ill will behind the young man's face.

Raka grabbed Clara's hand tightly and went inside to confirm the young man's words.

Before Raka stepped through the door, he whispered, "Clara, if something happens, stay behind me!" to his girlfriend, and Clara just nodded.

When Raka and Clara entered, it was already noisy they could hear from inside.

"Who is it, Bambang? Is it a courier?" Someone asked, and Raka could hear it.

"We have a guest," The young man responded, and it was probably Bambang's name.

Arriving there, right between the dining room and living room, Raka saw a round table being used by 3 people who were playing cards. On the round table were Ruty's bills, snacks, open playing cards, packs of cigarettes and ashtrays, and bottles of cheap alcohol. Raka can ensure that the three people are enjoying their playing card activities by using the round table as a base.

Not far from there, there was a dining table that was already filled with dirty and quite messy plates.

"Who are they?" Someone asked.

"Ah. They are our guests who want to meet Danny," Bambang responded before finally turning to where Raka and Clara were. "Introduce, these are Danny."

"Hi, I'm Danny."

"I'm Danny."

"I also."

As their gazes fell on Clara and the expressions on their faces changed for the worse, the door to the exit of the house suddenly closed. Someone closed the door.

"I'm Danny," The man closing the door said, grinning.

Raka already realized that. He counted the number of chairs near the round table. There were 5 seats, but only 3 people were there. For that, Raka is sure that there is one more person in this house. So, when the person who closed the door did that, Raka was not surprised.

"Raka... this is a trap," Clara whispered fearfully. She hid behind Raka, according to what Raka had told her.

"Sweet Girl, come here, Uncle Danny wants to play with you," Someone said pervertedly.

"That's right, Sweet Girl. Do you want to betray your uncle? Come here!" Someone else said lecherously.

"Sweet girl, instead of that nerd, it's better with your uncle."

The words went to Clara.

Clara wanted to beat up the people who said that to her, but she knew that she couldn't deny what Raka had said. Even though she had the martial arts skill of Kickboxing, being able to fight those people, she couldn't do that.

Raka had whispered to Clara to hide behind her in case something happened. That's what made her unable to do that.

"Raka... I could easily-"

"You don't get your beautiful hands dirty just for bad humans like them. So you stay behind me!"

"O-Okay."

Raka doesn't know that Clara has been practicing the martial art of Kickboxing. Whether Clara has martial art or not, Raka is the man, who is responsible for what happened to Clara. So, even though Clara has martial arts skills, if she gets into trouble in front of Raka, Raka will be the one to take responsibility.

"Hey, Bookworm! Give the girl to us! We are her uncles, you know? We are Uncle Danny."

They assumed that Clara was looking for Danny. They pretend to be Danny just to get Clara. It happened when Bambang gave a signal that the guest, Clara, was looking for Danny.

"My sweet girl, come here! Uncle wants to feel the warmth of your body."

"My sweet girl, you can afford to do that with these five uncles of yours, right? Come here, baby!"

After someone said that, Bambang tried to get Clara's arm. However, what he got was Raka's arm.

"Oh, you're so perverted, Uncle. Kyaahh... I was held," Raka said.

"What's the matter with you, Little Boy?"

He said that, making Raka's cheeks turn red.

"You praised me again, Uncle. You're so perverted. If you can't wait to do that with me, I'm ready anytime. We'll do that here."

Raka pulled Bambang's arm, pushed Bambang's body so that the round table fell, then he ran towards the door with Clara and saw the man there.

There was only one enemy he needed to overcome. If he succeeds, he will get out of this house. He thought of the best way to do that without hurting the man.

Raka glanced at Clara for a moment, then he pulled Clara and thrust Clara towards the man.

"I'm going to you, Uncle Danny."

"Eh?" Clara was confused. She saw Raka talking and saw the man who wore a happy face.

Raka continued to run by thrusting Clara towards the man.

"Uncle, I'm coming!"

"Oh, my sweet girl, you chose the right uncle. You chose me."

He was very happy to know that Clara chose him, even though it was Raka's doing that pushed Clara towards him.

"Here, here, I will warm your body."

He began to spread his arms as if to catch and hug Clara. Worse, his lips kept sliding forward, looking as if he wanted to kiss.

Arriving there, Raka pulled Clara and swapped Clara's position with his. Raka quickly grabbed the man's face with his hands, then pulled his face and pushed him to the floor.

"You just feel the floor. It was warm enough, and no one would be upset. You just enjoy the floor."

After saying that, Raka broke the door and managed to get out.

Raka and Clara did manage to get out, but it didn't look like those guys were going to let them out of this neighborhood so easily. They chase Raka and Clara.

Raka chose not to fight them. He didn't want to hurt anyone. For that, he just ran with Clara to get out of this environment.

"What are you guys doing there? Is there a running race?"

Hearing that voice, a voice quite far from Raka and Clara, Raka smiled and looked towards the source of the person. It's Fujita.

"Get back in the car now!"

"What? Is there any problem?"

"Ah. This is all a trap."

"Oh, I see. Okay."

Fujita turned around, leading Raka and Clara to where his car was.

Arriving there, Raka and Clara quickly got into the car. Fujita also quickly started the car's engine. It happened before those people caught up with Raka and Clara.

"We're back to where you are now, Fujitora!"

"I'm not your driver, and I'm not Fujitora, but Fujita."

Fujita stomped on the gas pedal of his car, exiting the neighborhood.

On the way, Clara suddenly asked Raka something.

"We managed to get away from them. Thankfully no one was hurt. I didn't think it was a trap. But, anyway, why are you just pushing and pulling, Raka? You could have hit some of the guys earlier."

Hearing that, glancing at Raka through the glass, Fujita responded to Clara's question.

"Ah. Maybe he doesn't want to start. If he does that, what do you think will happen next?"

"Umm…" Clara thought for a moment. "I do not know."

"There will only be revenge. That's why he didn't hurt anyone so no one would have a grudge against him. If he did that, those people would find him and avenge them. It will continue to happen as long as that feeling of resentment is still within them."

"I understand. So, if Raka hits one of them, they will take revenge on Raka and look for Raka to take revenge. In the end, there will be a prolonged conflict because of a grudge that will harm Raka later. Like that?"

"Yes like that. You're so smart, Clara. It's good if you are his girlfriend. You're a perfect match for him."

"..." Clara responded quietly. Her cheeks were red with embarrassment, even she couldn't bear to see Raka who was dreamingly staring out the window.

"You've learned about it, Raka," Fujita said, remembering the past that Raka had experienced.

Raka has managed to learn from his past. He started it, he will end it. For that reason, he didn't want to start anything if it forced him to fight again.

If he starts it again, he will go back to how he used to be. He didn't want that to happen again. He didn't want to lose anything for what he started. He didn't want to experience what happened in his past when he lost his uncle because of him. For that reason, he did not start anything that would result in a conflict out of revenge. He didn't want to lose his loved ones again.

"By the way, Fujitora," Raka said after seeing the police cars. "You don't have a driver's license, and there's a raid up ahead, so what should you do now?"

"U-Uh… A-Ahh… hahaha…"

In the end, Fujita got a speeding ticket for driving a car without a driver's license, and his car had to be confiscated by the police. The three of them made it home because they hired a taxi to take them.