At Least I’M Free
XXIX

Lilya boomed when she arrived in front of the semi-mansion house which she said was Ersya's house. A 2.5-meter-high sturdy black gate loomed, as if it was reminding him of the social class difference between himself and the owner of the house.

To be honest, if possible, Lilya would like to immediately go and go home. But since this was in the interest of the mission and the only way was to approach Ersya, she had no choice but to come to the cooking show.

Still standing next to his parked motorcycle, Lilya stared at his HP screen several times before checking the surrounding area and making sure that he was not mistaken. After being sure, then he approached an intercom installed next to the gate. Although a little awkward, Lilya also pressed the button.

"Sorry to whom?" An old woman's voice suddenly sounded from the intercom.

"Eee.. with Lilya, Ersya's schoolmate," said Lilya did not know what else to say.

Shortly after that a click was heard followed by a gate that slowly shifted automatically.

From behind the gate, there is a view of a large, manicured garden stretching on both sides of the road to the main door of the semi-mansion house at the end there. With eyes still stunned, Lilya was about to get on her bike again and go inside, when a young man in a neat black suit came up to her.

"Let me take the bike. Miss is already waiting inside," said the man in a monotone tone.

"Miss? Meaning Ersya?" Confusedly, Lilya took off her helmet and gave the key to the man.

“Betul,” reply before turning on the retro motor and driving inside.

"Well, how? Do I just go in?" With an uncomfortable feeling, Lilya walked through the gate that was closed again automatically.

Throughout the journey, Lilya tried to stay focused so as not to miss the golden opportunity to reap as much information from this suspicious place. There is something that does not fit in Lilya's mind, and it is a fact that she read from the file that Huga gave first, that Ersya is the child of a middle-economic couple. While this residence in no way reflects the ‘economy midsize’ it.

Is there an information error? But it is unlikely that the police have misdirected.

Unknowingly Lilya has arrived at the front door of the main house with traditional wood carvings floral motifs. Lilya was about to knock when suddenly the door opened and revealed Ersya from behind.

"Lilya?" Ersya who looked relaxed with her shirt and shorts was holding Lilya's hand tightly. "Where are you going? Arvin said you're not at home from the morning?"

Lilya smiled faintly as her guess about Arvin coming to her house was correct.

"Yes, I have other business outside, but now it's done here." Silently Lilya let go of Ersya's hand. "Which other where? Still cooking?"

Ersya laughed awkwardly. "M-they're inside, the cooking show's done from earlier, but the food's still a lot."

"Well, I happened to eat from morning" said Lilya, rubbing her stomach.

“Kalo gitu ayok.”

Ersya also invited Lilya to enter through the magnificent living room with many traditional urn ornaments displayed in various corners.

"Where is your family? Very quiet," commented Lilya observing around while still walking following Ersya.

"Ummm. I'm here alone. But there is the same mas Abi who took care of the house," explained Ersya until finally they arrived at the middle room where Arvin and Udo were seen sitting casually on the sofa while watching TV.

Do not forget in front of them also lined up a lot of food that they had cooked themselves.

"Weh! What the fuck is this new boy coming now? Doang dong's meal?" Pekik Udo when he saw Lilya.

"What the hell lo! Cake the most ripe," Limpal Lilya then sat on the sofa that is still empty. “Btw face still bonyok aja.”

Udo touched the bruises on the area of his eyes and cheeks with offense. “Kalo aja lo ga jago silat, I have invited duel!”

“Ha? Apaan tuh, terrible,” timpal Lilya half laughed.

Udo seemed to be about to reply to Lilya, but immediately stopped Ersya.

"Udah dong Udo.. not kepengen Lilya also he had business this morning.”.

Hearing that, Arvin who had just been silent to pay attention also became interested in immersion. "Busily what do you do?"

Lilya raised her shoulders. "Meet Mr. Huga discussing the case."

"Don't you tell me you want to see him?"

"Kok you didn't say that Ian sir was your bokap? How can you tell if you are a former member of the English club and a member of Ersya? Time to read dong vin!”Lilya subconsciously raised her voice so that everyone in the room became speechless.

"Wow... What drama is this??" Udo chirps without understanding the situation, with a witty face he looks at Lilya and Arvin in turns.

Meanwhile Ersya wanted to calm the situation but did not know what to say.

"Lu... still angry about that?" Ask Arvin at the end.

"Not really." Lilya nonchalantly took the cupcake from the tray. "Weh! it's so good, who made it?"

Slowly Ersya and Udo pointed at Arvin. Seeing that, Lilya also suddenly took a tissue and melted the cake in her mouth. "Non-so!”

"Aahaha!" Udo's laughter broke. "You guys, haha! What's the matter anyway?"

After cleaning his mouth and throwing his fist into the trash, Lilya returned to her normal attitude. "It's okay. Oh yeah, ask for your number dong, so it's easy to need."

Lilya thrust her HP to Ersya then to Udo.

"Lia, do you want to try my hand made?" Tawar Udo when returning HP Lilya.

"Bole tuh. Who cares."

"Ok but I have to get angry first. Just yak." Udo carried a large bowl of cloth on the table, and with light steps he went to the kitchen as if it were his own house.

Udo's departure made the atmosphere back awkward. Even so, Lilya had no intention at all to make up with Arvin or apologize for what he had done just now. There are many interesting things to do than that.

"Ersya, is it okay to take a cake guy to the house? Your girlfriend will be rada-rada," said Lilya while plugging a straw into the glass mineral water available on the table and then drink it.

"If Sunday he likes to play futsal the same temen-temennya.." replied Ersya with a smile.

Lilya nodded, apparently people like Renaldi also need time to have fun without constantly sticking with his girlfriend. Next is to challenge this house. He had to figure out a way to get around looking around the other room.

Suddenly Lilya got an idea.

"Ouch... Ersya, I got another belom change. Can I have a lo ga?" While pressing on her lower abdomen, Lilya showed a grave expression.

"Ah yes, I take ya in the room first." Ersya attentively got up and was about to pass towards the stairs. However, of course Lilya immediately swiftly followed him.

"Gue go with dong. Males is waiting for the man" lilya complained as she pointed at Arvin with her chin.

“Eh? Umm... but..”.

"Gua is nothing," said Arvin as if knowing that Ersya felt bad for him.

"Y-had it been Lia..." Ersya continued her steps, while Lilya followed while staring at a slumber of Arvin who looked back relaxed watching TV.

On the 2nd floor they were greeted with another sitting room that was no less magnificent. While amazed, Lilya followed Ersya to the opposite room where the door to Ersya's room was.

"Sorry, the room is a mess. You see, I don't like it when the mbok is done." Ersya goes into a warm shade with brightly colored wallpaper and furniture. Although Ersya said her room was a mess, for this Lilya there was nothing compared to her room at home.

While Ersya opened the drawer of the closet looking for pads, Lilya observed the wall decoration near the door which was dominated by the charter of awards dendali, and the certificates of the competitions that Ersya had won first.

"Oohh... Where the hell is…? Bentar lilya I forgot nyimpen."

“Iya yes, relax aja,” said Lilya who is still focused on observing the lines of certificates in the glass figura in front of her.

The more examined, the more Lilya did not understand.

The certificate and award was obtained by Ersya in the national English essay writing competition. But why the theme he stretches is identical to the interests and thoughts of someone who is very familiar…

"Micro of human expression and the truth behind it.” Unknowingly Lilya mentioned the title of essay written on the certificate.

“Ah! Meet!” The cheer of Ersya who then approached Lilya and thrust the sanitary napkin in front of her.

Meanwhile Lilya stared at Ersya flatly. “What is your relationship with Arvin?”