EMBRACE YOU: Presence & Poison
Episode 293's

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“Nak, may I ask? What time is it?”

I who was watching the photo on my phone screen immediately diverted as soon as the voice of the woman sounded beside my left.

While glancing at the digital watch on the left wrist, I replied, “now two hours past ten minutes noon.”

“So. Thank you yes.”

“Sama-sama bu.”

“Train will be until three o'clock yes.” Said.

“According to the schedule of three hours.” Reply agree. After having that short conversation, the woman said no to go back to her seat in front of my chair.

Right now, the train I was riding on had already gone over eight hours. Early in the morning, Evano's father, Rasha's father, Kirana's mother and Kenzo's uncle drove me to the station. Many times they told me to be careful on the road.

It makes me feel a bit foreign, they care about me, really a harmonious family and I hope all this can last forever.

Unconsciously I smiled a little considering the excitement this morning, I felt happy, even I had forgotten about mother, Daniel, father Davin and aunt Marisa. They have all never appeared before me again in the past four months.

The decorations that the mother did in the heritage house of Aunt Rose have been dismantled and as much as possible redecorated as ever, although with items that are somewhat different because the belongings of Aunt Rose have been sold by mother.

Then the examination conducted by Stefan doctor about the smell of rosmarin that smelled at that time, he did not find any dangerous liquid around the dining room. I'm relieved to hear it, but it can't be denied, I'm also a bit worried.

Talia and I found a dead end while investigating more about Cilia's doctor and some of the people around her. There are no more clues about them, all of them stalled on the discovery of heroin by Camila, even to investigate more about the heroin, there has been no related discovery.

But, in addition to all that, the past four months have been very different from my life so far. Finally, I felt what the name was gathering with the family, although Bayu was far away on the island of this country, but we still scheduled each other to call even if only five minutes every day.

Once again I stared at the screen of the phone I had seen earlier, the picture of me and Bayu was there, we were standing face to face with a distance of one meter, his left hand was holding my right hand, her face looked serious while I looked at her in shock and embarrassment, my other hand covering my nose and mouth, hoping to hide my expression. We both wear high school uniforms. Although not one school, but I remember that time, we always took the time to meet or he picked me up to go home together.

Then changing to the photo taken before he left for duty, we smiled at the camera, one hand firmly embracing my shoulder, he deliberately lowered his head so that his face could be on par with me. While I hugged his waist with one hand and the other holding the camera. This photo was taken while we were away watching and were waiting for the cinema door to open. We look very happy.

If I remember that, I can't wait to see him again. I am especially curious about his reaction. He did not know that this morning I left to meet him, after taking the train, I just took a short taxi to the bus terminal to the area where he was on duty, he said, but unfortunately this afternoon I have to stop and stay at the hotel and continue tomorrow morning. Dad was really planning my accommodation, he didn't let me to continue the afternoon trip.

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Then this morning, the breakfast provided by the hotel staff was very luxurious, I only took coffee and lasagna to prop my stomach and immediately tidied up the suitcase after bathing and changing clothes.

Short-sleeved white shirt with long jeans, my hair is deliberately tied in a ponytail so as not to interfere with my movement later on the trip.

The sound of the three-centimeter-long slop I was wearing sounded very loud against the floor when I had returned the room card to the hotel receptionist and pulled my suitcase towards the exit.

I'm ready!

Just take a taxi thirty minutes to the terminal and take a bus

for three hours and I'll be there.

Bayu oh Bayu!

Oh my!!! I can't wait anymore!!!!

As I walked out the hotel door, the wind blew against my body. This morning the sky was very clear with blue surrounding this city. The sun was shining brightly and the warmth immediately felt stinging on my skin despite the wind.

Then a taxi greeted me, reading the license plate at a glance, I still can't believe this is the taxi Evano's father ordered. The license plate number information is inside the ticket envelope that he gave.

Half an hour later I arrived at the terminal. From here I will take a bus to the direction where Bayu area is located.

Seeing so many people who will also take the bus, I became more excited. Moreover, I often see tall and large men with short haircuts wearing pants or green camouflage clothes, increasingly reminding me of Bayu.

After finding the correct bus number, confirming the destination for the driver, I immediately stowed the suitcase into the trunk of the bus like any other passenger.

I decided to sit in the second row from the front, right in the driver's seat row. Then wait another fifteen minutes until the bus seat is almost three quarters full.

When the bus driver decided to leave because the departure schedule was five minutes late, suddenly the bus stopped suddenly making the passengers mutter confused. A man stopped the bus, apologized to the driver and immediately went in looking for a seat.

My eyes kept staring at him as he walked past my chair. This man looks younger than me with a black hodie that seems to be oversized. His hands were hugging the dark brown bag in front of his chest then I could see the side of his face was full of sweat.

After she thanked the driver, her careless steps while climbing the steps of the stairs made her dark brown bag fall and some of the contents inside came out. Wallets, drinking bins and a small rectangular box of black about the size of where the glasses come out. The black box was thrown near my feet, I lowered my reflexes, staring at the black velvet box with leaves that were also black, for sure if you look from afar, the pattern will not be seen.

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