At Least I’M Free
XXXIX

People live in different self-perceptions. Form a unique character to cover the true color of the defect. Like he's shy of A, but also shameless of B. There is nothing wrong with it, real or lying everything is an original part of a person.

Lilya let out a long sigh while compiling her runyam mind. This is not a good time to remember philosophical things like self-concept.

Mengulum smiled, he also looked at the interior of the cafe with European industrial nuances with glass walls that lead directly to the park. This was the last place on the list that Ersya's maid had given her, and so far instead of the clues she had gotten, new questions were created endlessly.

With a blank look, Lilya simply fell silent reuniting her thoughts.

"Nih... napa be debating Ersya's appearance huh?" Tanya Lilya who then turned to look at the 20-year-old bartender opposite the bar table. To be honest he was quite irritated because for the last 30 minutes not a single piece of information was obtained from the man with the name tag 'Haris.

"There is a fear of wrong deck people, because Ersya who subscriptions here is not like a schoolgirl who is adek descriptionin earlier," said Haris lightly.

Lilya clucked ketus. "Where are you from?"

For a moment the bartender fell silent as if he was choosing his words. "Long black hair. Emang cindo anyway, but the vibes are very different from what you're saying, right?"

Lilya let out a breath of air while opening her HP lock screen. "Well, this cake doesn't have his face?" He shows a profile photo of Ersya chat that looks polite in a school uniform.

"I don't think so..." Haris narrowed his eyes as he rubbed his chin watching closely. "Eh but similar, because of what make up?"

Fed up with his inconsistency, Lilya's hand quickly grabbed the young man's shirt collar until his grasped HP bounced off. With both hands, the girl pulled Haris' body onto the table until it was almost dragged to the other side.

"Which one?!" Pekik Lilya who has lost her patience.

The commotion immediately attracted the attention of visitors and other workers around.

"Eh, uh why?!" A waitress ran swiftly trying to release the grip of Lilya from the collar of her partner's shirt. "Please don't fight here! If not, I have to call security!"

Aware of his actions, Lilya withdrew her hand and took a few steps back. Lack of sleep seems to have thinned the line between the girl's mind and motor movements. Holding his hand, some unwanted memories began to emerge following his guilt.

"Sorry.." said Lilya regretfully.

Haris looked at Lilya horrified as she held her neck, while waitress tagged 'Syira' ran to the back of the bar to fetch water.

"If there is a serious problem it is better to talk about in the office" whispered Syira politely as she thrust a glass of water into Haris.

Lilya let out a long sigh and grabbed her HP that had been blown to the floor in a downturned position. The crack line was straining from the upper right end to the lower left end of his screen, even so he was lucky enough that there was no serious damage and his HP was still functioning normally.

Despite the embarrassment and fatigue, Lilya braced herself to stay focused on her goals. "Have you seen this girl?" He showed a photo of Ersya in front of the waitress.

With a worried look, the woman who seemed to be the senior Haris was also puffed up. "Lacking to know... uh! but it looks like a big brother doesn't it?" He glanced at Haris who also immediately nodded.

A moment Lilya fell silent. In his heart he confirmed his assumption that all this was just a distraction that was somehow for what purpose Ersya created. In addition, if everything has been prepared for a long time, then…

"It's also great that he can know that there will be people who will bring him here" muttered Lilya while massaging the nose bone between her eyes. "So... today Ersya ga dateng?"

Haris shook his head while Syira replied, "No. Her boyfriend is invisible, too."

"Daughter?" As if not to miss a clue, Lilya hurriedly searched for a photo of Renaldi from IG school. "This isn't it?"

Haris frowned and glanced at his senior who also looked confused.

"I rarely see his face anyway," said Haris, "he often wears a mask, but when viewed from his posture, different anyway.... The same mbaknya it's shorter continue to like to wear a red hoodie."

"Red hoodie?" Lilya was stunned, of course there was only one person who crossed her mind. "Arvin's." Unknowingly the name was thrown.

"I'm sorry?" Syira.

"Ah, no." Lilya shook her head trying to brush off her premonition. "Surely, it's not you guys who talk about gini. In other places that I have come to the same. He said there's no cake person in this photo, but his name is the same 'Ersya'. Just yeah, just this time there's a mention 'his girlfriend'."

"What if I may know, is Ersya's father? If the problem is serious, why not just report to the police?"

"Yes-"

Drrtt!!

Suddenly the HP of Lilya shook displaying an incoming call from Arvin. 'His 'long life.' inner.

"Hmm. I have to go home." Lilya extended a hand in front of Haris. It took a while for the young man to convince himself that grasping Lilya's hand would not bring him to the table again.

After shaking hands, Lilya smiled politely. "Thank you info. Sorry about taking off. Let's." Let's."

He then picked up the phone and walked away leaving two pensive people staring at Lilya's back with a full search.

"In Renaldi's house gaada."

"Yes, all zonk." Instantly Lilya remembered about the 'boyfriend' described by the waitress. Slowly he turned his head and looked at the cafe name sign that looked elegant with a combination of gold and black colors above the entrance. "What good food in the cafe Marmalade?"

"Huh? How about food?"

Lily answered lightly. "Laper nih from earlier muters, cape, need intake."

"... Gordon's steak is good."

Lilya's smile expands. "Heee... you know, come here often?"

Silent.

Arvin's response made Lilya's suspicions stronger. One thing that is a weakness of Arvin is indirect communication. Maybe because all this time he relied too much on the observation ability of the expression of his interlocutor as a benchmark for obtaining information, so he was careless, could not read the intentions of the interlocutor who did not look like he.

"Diem's cigarette?" Lilya Fishing.

"Lu... Where is it now?" Arvin's voice sounded slow.

Lilya raised her shoulders. "Oh next time. Btw this time the school broke up, right? You know the people in Renaldi's circle?"

For a few moments there was no answer. Although Lilya was eager to discuss the 'boyfriend' that was meant by the cafe employees, the lack of time forced her to hold back. At least for now.

"The futsal victory is the most... what is it?" Finally Arvin answered.

"Well, what else if they don't come together and ask about Renaldi?" Lilya chuckles. Meanwhile, I heard a sigh from across the phone.

"Lu belom sleep, take the motor alone. We continue tomorrow, right? You could have been the same Renaldi as Ersya just maen doang, ntar also go home again."

"Yes, if they don't make the list of people suspected by Huga, it makes sense." Lilya walked to the right corner, where her motorbike was parked. "Gue had to ask directly before the police got involved. If not, yes done, I will not have access to contact them again."

With a calm voice Arvin chimed in, "why do you..why would you want to interfere with this case?"

"Weh, is it now lo?" Lilya chuckles. "This is how you should have guessed it? Haha!"

Arvin did not respond, it made Lilya speechless and slowly her expression changed. The shadow of his best friend, Mira, who is lying in a coma in the hospital begins to creep in his memory. "Don't know if it doesn't taste good, does it vin? Maybe that's where I like to interfere with people's problems."

"Haaa... How do we go, we meet at the stadium? Ntar gua sendin' that address?"

"Boo-"

Lilya's answer was choked, something distracting her. From where he stood, he caught a familiar silhouette walking across the cafe.

"Eh vin, you're alone, yes, I have other needs. Be more effective."

"Mo what are you? eat?"

"Hehe. it knows." Lilya replied lying. "Well, I told you I already got the info."

"Eh bentar dul -"

The beep!

Lilya had no other choice, she was forced to disconnect for fear that the person she was watching was going far away.

After running to the sidewalk and finding the man walking towards the crossroads, Lilya was about to call his name when a big tall man suddenly came from the opposite direction and embraced him familiarly.

"Hoy Udo, long time ago." Said the man with a heavy voice typical of the fathers.

Udo's attitude seemed clumsy, he did not dare to meet face to face and just looked down while answering. "Just got home from school bang."

While hiding behind the walls of the Cafe, Lilya watched them closely. Although Udo is happy to be involved in illegal matters, but still this one feels awkward.

"Yodah yok!" Take the man while turning to the left of the intersection.

Lilya's mind immediately wandered into various kinds of conjectures that she herself was reluctant to admit. Therefore he felt he had to make sure directly. With swiftness and prudence Lilya followed them.

Without knowing where this coincidence would take him, Lilya continued to follow them in question.