Avicenna Est Panacea
Episode 2

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The news of his brother's death was only received this morning, at exactly seven in the morning. From a hand-held cell phone he held, he could only shake with both eyes widened yet the tears from his eye peluk almost fell. Irrigating, sweet puffy face. His name was Valyria Soga Kinaru, only eighteen years old. Now after the kara stem, then had to lose the main life support figure. The sister.

“...Okay, I'll be there. I will bring my sister to be buried soon as well as take her belongings.” That was how the phone ended, by a violet-sliced girl staring at the nanar.

His body immediately limp, holding on to the nightstand next to him. Soak him with all his pain. Condemning a cruel destiny, after both parents who died when he was so small. Now his brother, his beloved. The backbone of the family, the refiner of life as the only family owned. But on Monday morning, the Mental Hospital where her sister was rehabilitated for three years. He was found dead after jumping from the third floor of the hospital building.

“Hiks...Sis... Brother Darly..” Those tears are flowing.

At the lowest point in his life. The suffering of a person occurs in several stages. Start denial, anger, bargaining, depression and acceptance. Almost every human being experiences it, for the one you love. The pain of loss cannot be measured by numbers and even interpreting them into words cannot be deciphered.

Only a few nurses he knew, some policemen and investigators were present at the funeral. No relatives came, they were very indifferent to the fate of the two Kinaru brothers.

“Nona Valyria Soga Kinaru, I'm the cop investigating your sister's case. Visum results are out. Would you like to listen to it?”

What will you wait for from the grieving person? The poor girl just stared in a daze. Between sad and confused with the continuation of his life, the only family that connects his life is his brother.

“Valerin Darly Kinaru, that's my brother's name. I know my brother well, even if he's crazy. He can't give up on this life!”

“...Miss calm down first, you are much needed in this investigation.”

Iris Violet was staring blankly at a man in a neat black shirt who was her interlocutor was “I know! he can't kill himself. Someone must have done it..” Both hands are clenched. Spreading all her emotions there.

“That's how it is, cervical fractures and blood loss. But the one that stuck here, the right leg that broke.”

“...so yes?” Both irises of his eyes stared blankly, while squeezing both of his hands.

The grieving girl was preoccupied with questions from the police and the administration of the Hospital she had to pay. The girl who had just entered her advanced studies in college, had to give up the savings she had saved so far to pay off all the treatment of her sister during her three years in psychiatric care.

True, her brother suffered from depression, delusions and severe hallucinations. The man was originally a mother, father and brother figure to him. The man with a shady, patient and gentle gaze. His brother who is a genius, after graduating from college immediately accepted to work at one of the Hospitals in London. Then come back with a strange gurgle. He was often drunk, taking sleeping pills and more violent. The peak when he was so depressed without saying the problem to, his little sister.

Arrived when the sun was about to sink, with the sky citrusnya. The girl went into the shabby rented house “Ah... I'm tired.” He said flatly, throwing his body on a shabby bed.

Brucks. The sound of a black suitcase falling on the floor because it was not leaned against elegantly, his pair of violet irises just glanced. Looking at the suitcase containing her brother's belongings, most of it was just clothes.

The suitcase was opened because of a fall, some of the clothes came out of the open end of the suitcase. One of them was a black-coated book that poked between the clothes.

“Hm?” Next to his eyebrows, the book caught his attention. He also stepped on with his thin little legs. Walk slowly, then crouch down to pick up the black-bound book. Upon opening the pages of the book, several mail envelopes escaped from there. Falling scattered on the wooden floor that reot.

Hands flick with pale white skin picking up one of the envelopes without a date and place of delivery “Dijaman like this still anyone want to use the letter huh?” He said to himself, when he saw the letter folded with a letter stamp patterned with roses. The paper also looks ancient, visible from its dull color.

His eyes read every piece of paper. It seems that these two people exchanged letters with familiar “Earl? Prince's? I don't understand if you're hallucinating this badly. Jesus Christ..”The girl crumpled that piece of paper “Why brother? Why Brother Darly” His voice is spoken softly. It was already unstoppable, the pain and reality that this young girl had to swallow.

However, he again strengthened his heart to open this black-covered book. A book with the handwriting of her brother, she recognized him very much. Shake that wiggling hand to open another page of this diary. All he read was writing the agenda of his brother's daily activities during his life, before working and still believed to be a student. It is seen from every study schedule that is there.

Drop by drop her tears fell onto the paper in the book she read, how much she missed her brother. Maybe due to fatigue crying, he also fell asleep with the original position on the bad bed.

Tok.shock.

The sound of knocking on the door, heard almost all over this simple rented house. “Engh~” The girl moans, stretches her body. Rubbing his eyes that are still sleepy, when he realized it was night. From the window that forgot to close.

“Hoam~ I overslept huh? It was still afternoon.” The girl had her own monologue. Glancing at his blind wall clock that shows eight o'clock in the night. He admitted he was still tired.

Tok.shock.

Back the sound of the knocking was heard, with shuddering steps. He walked over to open the door. Obtained, a man wearing a neat suit looks aged but has a firm posture.

“You're Miss Valyria Soga Kinaru?”

The girl, Valyria nodded “B-right.”.

“I from the Insurance agency, provide some death insurance compensation from Mr. Kinaru, and also... Mr. Kinaru once entrusted this key to give to miss.”

His pair of violet eyes stared, a key with a yellow-pointed white-petalled flower motif. He didn't even know the key, when Valyria was about to ask. The man has disappeared from his presence “Eh?! Where'd it go?” Valyria rebukes right and left. Celinga-celingu confused, but before long both his shoulders ascended indifferently “Ya already..” He said again while closing the door of his rented house.

Valyria sighed, she held up a piece of envelope bearing the logo of the insurance agency. He looked around this small and simple rented house, it had long felt lonely. That nanar smile was engraved from her rosy lips.

The large room was littered with brushes and a few bottles of acrylic paint. He took out a canvas, his painting half-finished. Even with the lights. The girl continued to paint it, only it was the thing that could repel her gnawing.

His mind as it raged, both his hands danced crazily over the white canvas. It was originally white, but now it was full of color after color.

“My brother, Valerin Darly Kinaru... He died at the age of twenty-four. Three years ago we went home, in a state of deep depression. For that sake.I sold the house of the relics of the father and mother that I do not know its existence as well. For the sake of treatment brother. Then... red color seems to be good after sketching his face.”He muttered to himself, his clasped hands clutching the brush that had just been dipped in red.

Both hands full will paint-color colorful “...I know my brother's hallucination symptoms only appeared after entering the Mental Hospital, but whether someone's hallucination has no cause. Even Darly's brother keeps saying someone's name... Ah, it should be in the eyes should be given a firm line.”

“...Frederick Drew Raymond's. That name mentioned coincidentally is the same as the letters I read. Is that your friend? Why don't you tell me anything about the problems in my life, Brother Darly.”.

Six o'clock in the morning, when the sound of the neighbor's cock crowing was heard. The sun was beginning to appear, but the air was cold. The violet-sliced girl stared at a canvas with a painting of a red-sliced woman posing just waking up from her sleep. A sharp gaze was deliberately painted, as if saying that the girl he painted was preparing to face the world when he woke up from sleep.

“Nah Brother Darly. Is your little sister, so useless that you're not included in your troubles?”

“...Briar Rose, the sleeping princess who wakes up to face reality.”

The two violet irises stared blankly, at the beautiful painting he had just finished. His hand gripped the brush too tightly, until the wooden brush was broken “Kak Darly... I promise, I will definitely avenge you!” His lower lip was bitten, all the tightness feeling that was difficult to fade on it. Her beloved sister, losing her was the most painful thing that the violet-sliced girl had ever felt.

Cleaning herself with cold water, the girl took a bath in a small, narrow bathroom. Even the water is quite dirty, he can not afford the water irrigation money and then replace the water needs just by collecting rain on the well that is behind the yard of this rented house. Life that was less than capable, he experienced it during these three years. Living alone with destitute.

After taking a bath, the long black mane he dried with a towel. Today he decided to go to college, at least he won't drop out of college. The scholarship will cover the cost of the course until graduation. If living with a good economy, this violet-sliced girl would probably be a talented and well-groomed girl. He's a genius, talented and jolly. Previously, before all the calamities that befell the life of Valyria Soga Kinaru.

Brewing black coffee this morning with breakfast bread yesterday that he deliberately left. But calm down, Valyria is a creative girl. He burns the bread with butter, at least eating the bread yesterday warmly will add ***** to the meal.

“What news is there this morning?”Valyria picked up a newspaper yesterday, which she accidentally picked up from the police station. At least he did not miss the warm issues this week, he sipped his hot black coffee then devoured his toast “...Hm? Boring.”Valyria nodded indifferently, folding back the paper. He went to clean his utensils chalky, maybe he will wash them after coming home from University.

Tok.dok...

The sound of knocking on the door was heard. Valyria grabbed her butut backpack, she immediately opened the door of the rented house. There she saw a cute girl with her pink hijab “Hai! Good morning cute Valyria..”The girl chuckled, she was right. Valyria is beautiful, sweet and cute. Especially the color of the iris of the eye is not usually it, once the steps are owned by people.

“Stop that Tarra.”Valyria, just say flat. He got out of the rented house and locked the door.

Tarra, that pink hooded girl's name. His best friend since entering college, thanks to Tarra as well, Valyria saves transportation costs home and away to the University. The pink-hooded girl will be happy to pick up Valyria.

“How are you doing today? I thought you'd let me not go to college today.” Tarra rode on his motorbike, he also gave a helmet to Valyria.

Valyria did not answer. He grabbed that helmet and wore it “I'm fine.”

Tarra, look at me with concern. But he immediately changed the look of his face with a smile while turning on his motorbike “Let's go!”

Valyria Soga Kinaru, a popular student among teachers but not among other students. He does not care, maybe because his personality does not look ‘friendly’ to his friends. Valyria just doesn't like to pretend, she's tired of being nice to everyone.

Brukh. His body was deliberately nudged, by some girls who traversed along with sahut denied the cynical gaze they gave. Valyria knows, but doesn't. He even grabbed Tarra's wrist which at that time even went up “Already... Not important.” Valyria said with her lazy face, she sighed and walked first towards the hallway of her university corridor.

The class is at the end of the university, Valyria and Tarra are different majors but still in the same building “Later, I picked up huh? Drug Valyria..” Said the pink-hooded girl. Waving his hand, he ran in a different direction.

Valyria just stared at the girl her age, she entered the classroom. Putting his butut bag on the table and occupying his body calmly “Boring.” He muttered alone while slipping his long black mane on the earlobe.

“Good Morning class, oh... Valyria! Later help me correct the area last week.” The bloated man smiled at Valyria. To his classmates, they would cluck in envy. But for Valyria, it was a shitty thing.

Genius and clever. Sometimes sloppy, Valyria used to be a jolly innocent girl. Warm sun with a smile that is always sweet, at least before various problems approach him. That's what makes Valyria not have many friends, Tarra is the only girl who is the most stubborn to be her friend. Though repeatedly ignored by Valyria. Today, Tarra is always there for Valyria as her best friend.

Sighing, Valyria knocked on the door made of acacia “Excuse me, Yudha sir. I came to correct it.”Valyria is among those who are often asked for help by teachers, he is familiar with the office area of teachers.

“...Ah, Valyria. My little flower... Here-to-here.”The middle-aged, potbellied man patted his thighs.

Valyria stared flatly, she walked to sit in the chair in front of her “I've said it always, not interested.”.

“Ah, but I can finance your life. My Little Flower.”

“...So, no stack of paper needs to be corrected, right? Then I'm sorry.”Valyria moved from her seat. Without further ado, he walked out of the office. Valyria shut back door room “Tch, disgusting. Really sucks..” Valyria said as she hardened her jaw, life like this. He has often been offered the opposite of what he should be.

“Saddening, hard life is sad..” Valyria murmured with a sigh.

The bloated man laughed as he rubbed his chin “Ah... It's pretty! So beautiful and charismatic! Khekhekhe, little flower... Your body is so beautiful. We'll be meeting again soon, Earl Grayii.”

“Ah, my heart is pounding looking forward to it..” Said the distended man smiling with his strange face, staring at the pride of the Valyria Soga Kinaru.

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