BROKEN BUTTERFLY; Beyond The Night That Differs Love And Lust
CHAPTER 04. BURIED
The library was quiet as usual, there were only a few students who from the uniform were not from our school started to move one by one. Understandably, it is now almost closing hours. Its strategic location in the middle of the city makes this library visited by many students from schools around it. The book collection is also more complete than the school library in general.
If you come at office hours, especially Monday, maybe I can meet government employees who are in charge of administrative documents. As a city government facility, this place is very vital because it stores important archives whose access is severely restricted. Yes, I said restricted because it is separate and exclusive rather inward. While we could only get this far, on the corner of the shelf where they kept books on philosophy and psychology.
Weena was already comfortable with her place, at the table that was unwrittenly her desk in this library. His glasses are already on, a sign he can no longer be disturbed. Weena is not interested in the books here, she just came here to use wi-fi access which is faster than our school wi-fi. Me? of course I came here to find a book.
In front of me stood a bookcase with books of various sizes lined up inside. I memorized the arrangement of books on this shelf because this is one of my favorite places, in it there are books on philosophy and psychology and, this is what I have not understood until now, he said, edgar Alan Poe's novel somehow ended up on this shelf, not the shelf where the novels and literature. I once asked this question to the library keeper, and the explanation because the literature shelf was full and the content more or less made it suitable to be placed on the shelves of philosophy and psychology. For that I can agree with him.
My index is where the short story collection book “Black Cat” should be, but it's not the book I met there.
“Sial, borrowed people..” ketusku in heart.
The last time I saw him was here about two days ago, and given the thickness of the book and the maximum limit of the duration of book lending in this library. At least I won't find the book for the next two weeks.
Weena was still at her desk, engrossed in whatever she was doing on her laptop. And Alice, taking a seat in front of Weena, was somehow able to settle for whatever she found on her smartphone screen. There was no communication between the three of us in our last 20 minutes in the room full of this book. I was still squatting in front of my favorite bookshelf, scanning line by line hoping to find something interesting to read.
“I give up.”
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“Hei Juno, why are you in my class calling you detective Juno?”
Huh huh? What kind of call is that? Sounds so stupid. Alice tried to start a conversation with something completely foreign to me, somehow I had to respond to it.
“Class next door yes, maybe because of that! Inget ga Juno? Travel time class 2?”, his eyes are still glued to his laptop, but as usual Weena always listen to the conversation.
“Class 2 travel huh..? The missing phone is yes?”
I can only vaguely remember the incident. But I think that's enough for me.
“Where? How's it? How is the story?”, Alice's attention was completely shifted from the smartphone that had been played since.
“When Darmawisata last year, there was a class next door who lost a mobile phone in the room. One class makes an overnight investigation for the meet's cell phone, but never met. Until a few minutes before the bus leaves, coincidentally because we are one bus, Juno helped nyari and finally met.”
Thank you Weena for replacing me explaining that troublesome detail. You are the best.
“Hee.. How can? How can I meet?”
“Ya search.” I hate to respond to questions whose answers are as clear as that.
“Why can you meet?”
I glanced at Weena for a moment hoping that she would answer Alice's enthusiastic question. But I didn't get the response I expected.
“Objection anyway.” I took a deep breath beginning this long and troublesome explanation. “ Most of us see a phenomenon only from one side. For example, this case, at first glance, is like a case of losing an ordinary mobile phone, because that is what it is. But before and after the phenomenon happened there were certainly other events that followed, and it clearly came in the count..”.
“...what happened before?” I scanned back the bookshelf hoping to find some interesting reading to take home. “Even simple things like small misunderstandings or jokes that cross the line should I take into account in detail. I was with them all day and at least understood what was going on. A small gesture that seemed unintentional, and this is what intrigued me so much, an unspoken dialogue that he tried to convey through that gesture.”
“I don't know what you said.”
His enthusiasm began to disappear. As per my estimation.
“Handphone is hidden.” Weena gave a hint.
“Hah?”
I came back to find nothing interesting to read, “Femuin mobile phone lost in the spacious inn was difficult. But if we can find someone who knows the truth, in other words the perpetrator who hid it. The scope of his search should not be as broad and difficult as that. The next problem is how to persuade the perpetrator to return his phone.”.
“...for this one is not too difficult. Someone tends to make mistakes when he is being cornered, and again I agree not to spread the name of the perpetrator and make this case look like a case of losing an ordinary mobile phone.”
I who had been standing looking at the row of books in front of me did not notice. The pair of glittering round eyes were right beside me, complete with a smile and blushing red cheeks. I was surprised, but I still controlled myself.
“What?” the flat-pitched question I addressed to Alice who had been out of nowhere beside me.
“KEEEEEEEENN!!!!”
I admit his expression is quite horrible. Even after that, his hands were trying to hug me with all his might. Of course I can avoid his first attack, followed by a second attack that I can also avoid easily.
I use the shelves, chairs and tables as protection. It occurred to me to fight back with the pen I kept in my shirt pocket. But his movements started to get out of control and I couldn't predict. The gawat!! It's hazardous. I can't explain it, but I know it instinctively that if I get caught in the hug, something inside me gets sucked out and my life is being threatened.
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“But maybe that time I was just lucky.” I who again crouched in front of my favorite bookshelf began to open the conversation. “Maybe that time I just happened to be in the right place and time, and then found the right person.”.
“Which ironically, happens to be the one that made the perception of the students of one class change about you.” Weena added without taking her eyes off her laptop.
“I have no control over what people think of me.”
“But you're cool Loh Juno! I'm a fan!!!”
ECHHEEM
Weena mendeham rather loudly as clearly intentional. I could only glance at him and repeat my previous sentence.
“I have no control over what people think of me.”
“Before I wanted to know..” Weena who had been engrossed in her laptop looked straight at Alice who was sitting in front of her. Glasses he loose, “...why do you think Juno is cool?”
“Where yes...” Alice remains engrossed in her smarthphone, as if not caring about the seriousness of the interlocutor in front of her. His easy sitting attitude is like trying to provoke his interlocutor.
“...maybe I belong to that one time huh? That's the type who likes smart.” guys
“smart is the new sexy? So yes.”
I stood my back to them, but even so I could feel how intense these two girls behind me were in the conversation. I felt like I had to mediate their conversation, somehow.
“Girls, like us.”
“Honestly I don't understand the way you think.” Weena suddenly cut out my sentence, and the way was completely unlike the Weena I knew. “...What is cool about people who sometimes wear reverse clothes and often forget to comb this?”
Oi, oi.. ga need to unload the disgrace of people too right?
“I can be the one who always ngingetin him.” That light and carefree tone of speech felt misplaced. “Ah! Yes, yes, it is your job! Sorry, sorry I didn't mean to cast you.”
“Oh.. You know a lot for new kids.”
“Yeah, I helped my friends a lot.” He answered while showing a group chat on his smartphone. “From here I know a little bit about your relationship with Juno.”
“Then? Do you know what you want?”
All right, I have to stop this conversation before anything bad happens. Weena may seem calm and in control, but from my experience I just saw Weena so horrible. As if really trying to intimidate his interlocutor. Worse yet Alice seemed to gladly accept it and even more provoked Weena. I don't know what you're fighting about, but please stop before anyone gets hurt.
“Girls, seriously we have to go home now.. The extension is closed.”
Their eyes still look fierce. There was a stifling silence as if there was an invisible war between the two girls. The silence that was only a few seconds felt so long. Until finally they agreed to end the war this time. Alice is back with her smartphone, and Weena is with her laptop.
I breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to leave the room immediately. Until Weena stopped me.
“Juno, check your phone! I think Benji was trying to connect you.”
The benji? Is this about missing out this afternoon? I think the problem is over.
“Hei Juno!! Lookie! Lookie!! This is just the news!!” Alice immediately showed me the news on her smartphone.
“Hah? Just found a body.” I didn't continue my reading. At that instant the head felt empty and the room felt spinning with my head as its axis.
“Can that be it? Though just yesterday we passed in the park. it turns out there is a hidden corpse.” Alice's light and cheerful words were like I heard from another dimension.
It was inconceivable that death had been so close to me. I'm starting to think that all this is just a coincidence and has absolutely nothing to do with me.
With a breath that I thought was getting heavier I took the phone out of my pants pocket, following what Weena had just told me. Sure enough, someone had sent me a picture, and the picture in question was.
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