My Hate, the Water of His Eyes (The End of A Taste)
But I'm Not

Two months ago Leo did not go to work. I don't know where he went that long, nobody knows. Bima who has been the right hand and trust Leo alone do not know. The last time Leo only said if he wanted to rest and calm down on Bima. Leo's work business left to Bima and Fandy.

Every time Bima sent a message regarding the affairs of Leo's office did not reply to him at all. Leo still activates all of his contacts but none of them are answered when anyone contacts him.

As long as Leo does not exist, besides Bima who is confused in the company, there is also Fandy who has to work extra. His job as deputy director alone has been a lot plus he had to do some of the work that Leo should have done.

As of this moment, Fandy had only arrived home after almost nine p.m. Fortunately there is Syera who always gives encouragement to Fandy when tired.

"Don't know where he is yet?" shera asked and answered with a headband by Fandy.

"It's been two months, brother. It is not better to report to the police," said Syera gave advice.

"Cop report?" asked Fandy frowning.

"Yes, the police report. Report a missing person."

The look on Syera's face looked so serious when she said it. He thinks at least by reporting missing people to the police then the whereabouts of Leo can be known.

"Hey, he's not a kid. She must be back, why do you seem to be worried about her?"

"Not that, brother. Look now at the news of many missing person cases and many bodies found. We don't know what could happen. He could have been kidnapped by someone. After being kidnapped the vital organs in her body were taken and her body thrown away, right?"

"Haha... Do you think he's that kind of person? People who are easily kidnapped and persecuted? Isn't he the one who's been hurting you all this time?"

"Yes, brother."

"Yes, anyways, talk about him. If it was time he would have gone home. Mending you make brother Fandy warm tea and do not think strange anymore especially as you see and hear in the news."

"Yes, brother. Sheera cuman-"

"Shttt... No!" sela Fandy pasted her index finger in the lips of Shera. "One more thing, you don't have to worry about him, okay?"

The last few days before Leo went somewhere, Syera was the one who was with Leo. Unlike before, Syera will avoid when there is Leo. Likewise Leo who does not like if there is a Sherah around him.

Leo's body condition was not okay when they last met and suddenly began the next day the man had no news. So how could Syera not think of Leo.

..........

This morning Syera was so lazy to get up from her bed. Unlike usual, he will always be excited every day starting in the morning.

Out of the room Syera was surprised to see Fandy was neat and sitting at the table enjoying breakfast. He approached because he smelled the delicious aroma of food on the table.

"It's gotta be for me, isn't it?" look in amazement at a plate of spaghetti carbonara.

"Swipe your teeth and wash your face first. You are a girl. Aren't you ashamed of how you look now?" seeing the appearance of Syera from top to bottom.

"Is something wrong, brother?" tanya Syera scratched her head.

"Hm... I feel sorry for the guy who likes you," continued Fandy slightly raised his voice.

Syera ran back to her room and saw her appearance in the mirror. He was shocked to see his appearance. His long hair was falling apart. The face of waking up and saliva marks during sleep last night that dried up at the corner of his lips was clearly visible.

"Did Brother Fandy see this too?" holding the corner of his lips. He felt ashamed and went into the bathroom.

Syera grew increasingly limp imagining Fandy seeing such a terrible appearance. He was sure that his brother was laughing at him in his heart.

While enjoying the rest of his breakfast Leo smiled considering the appearance of Syera earlier.

"Well... I feel sorry for myself" quipped Fandy because he was a man who loved even Syera, the girl he loved so much and wanted to keep in his life.

Finished bathing and changing clothes, Syera came out for breakfast. He saw Fandy sitting on the sofa wearing shoes.

"You embarrassed?" asked Fandy to tease Syera.

"No," Shera denied. "Sister Fandy also can't tell people if you have a slovenly sister, right?"

"Oh, huh?"

"Yes. Is Brother Fandy not ashamed if caught having a slovenly sister? Definitely disfigured? So as a good brother, brother Fandy must keep this secret. Okay?" firmly Shera.

"OKAY. Alright."

Spaghetti carbonara in front of Syera is already eager to eat. Before tasting it first it is sniffed to feel the aroma of the smell.

One bribe after another, Syera launched into his stomach. He really enjoyed one of the special foods of the Italian country. Sangking enjoyed it he did not realize that now Fandy was sitting right next to him.

"Sister Fandy ngaggetin me. But it's really delicious," praising Fandy's cooking.

Fandy commented smilingly watching Syera eat so voraciously. Fandy's gaze turned even deeper let alone their distance being so tight. The man's hand had landed on Syera's head, stroking the hair that was still half dry because it had been shampooed.

"Do you like being my sister?"

"Yes, brother." Syera nodded with a smile.

But I didn't. I don't want you to be my sister anymore.

"We have no blood relation. Do you really just think of me as a sister?"

"Until any time Brother Fandy will be a good brother to Syera forever," said Syera while continuing to devour her food.

But I don't like that.

"Do you want to stay like this with me?"

The question made Syera pause for a moment. He faces Fandy, figuring out what Fandy really wants to say.

"Did Fandy's sister meet that woman? I mean, is your sister in love with a girl and wants to marry her?"

"Em, I love her so much. I want him to stay with me and be by my side."

"He's very lucky. I'm sure he's very special because he can get Fandy's heart."

"really?"

"certainly. Syera is happy for Fandy."

There is still a lot to ask even said Fandy but he paused. Slowly he wanted to try to bring out what had been held in his heart.

Fandy knew that other than himself there was no other man who was close to Syera. Therefore Fandy was in no hurry to express his feelings.

Making Syera feel comfortable near him is the most important thing while slowly showing the taste he has on Syera.

..........

Today Syera is really not excited. On the other hand Syera is happy when she finds out that Fandy likes a girl. That means Syera has to think about where she should stay for next. There is no way he continues to hitchhike at Fandy's place, will not be comfortable for the woman especially when they are married later.

Syera's mind drifted away thinking about what she should do next.

"Syera," call Linda's mother. "That's the new number eight table coming up," reminded the woman.

"Yes, ma'am."

Soon Syera took the menu book and gave it to the guest at table number eight. Syera glanced at the appearance of the guest who turned out to be a man. A mountain bag that belonged to the man was placed on the table.

"Excuse me, mas. Here's the menu list. Please order what?"

The man pointed at what he wanted to order without making his voice. Syera could not see the man's face as it was covered by a black hat. He could only see the man's bewok and whiskers flourishing around his face.

The man's order was done and Syera drove him. Syera had a little difficulty when she was going to put the man's order on the table because of the existence of a large enough mountain bag.

"Sorry, mom. The bag can be placed on a chair, "pinta Syera politely.

The man lifted the bag and placed it on a chair beside him.

"Please, mas. If there is an additional stay call me or other employees," said Syera.

As Syera was about to turn around the man opened his hat and put it on top of the mountain bag earlier. Syera smiled feeling amused at the appearance of the man.

In addition to the brews and whiskers that grew bushy it turns out that the man's hair was also a little long and messy like unkempt.

"Will the waiter be standing by for the guest to eat until it's done?"

The man's words awakened Syera and departed from there.

His voice was familiar.

While walking he recalled who the person had the same voice as the man.

The voice was very familiar to Syera let alone her slightly pressing tone and sounded intimidating.