MySam
Photographic Evidence?

"Big- aunt....!!" maya exclaimed as soon as she came down the stairs.

An old woman who was wealthy and shouldered with a little frenzy ran towards Maya.

"Yes non?"

"Sir where's the bik? I woke up she wasn't there?"

"Eemm-it was a non-young master this morning had actually left for the office." Bibik answered with a confused expression. Unlike usual Samuel the young master leaves unbeknownst to Maya, his female master.

"Owh.." - Maya is weak, her net is now a little bristling.

"Young man don't drop pesen for me, bik?"

"Not that non," bibik's bell.

The back of Maya's lethargic face was clearly visible in aunt's eyes.

"Yes, aunt continued to work."

"Non good."

The aunt then said goodbye with a slight bow towards Maya.

While Maya walks towards the garden in the backyard. Still wearing pajamas patterned with small flowers, Maya sits on a garden chair close to the lush red rose tree that is flowering.

Maya thought a little and remembered. Has he made a mistake? Samuel looked like he was moving away from him.

Did Sam know about her meeting with Dean back then? burned again.

Maya pulls out a flattened phone from inside the pajama pocket she's wearing. Call Samuel's number.

Several times Maya made a call to her husband's number, and again it was always the autoresponding machine that received her call.

Maya takes a rough breath, only this time she feels that she prefers the times when Samuel gets angry using a high note on her. Rather than Sam prefer to silence him as he is today.

Until the jemari lentik Maya also wrote a few sentences through a short message application.

^^^Darling, I did something wrong? I'm sorry, plz....^^^

Maya sends the message to Samuel's number and hopes to get an answer from her husband soon.

Minutes to hours there was no response from the message, and it made Maya very panicked.

Until suddenly the white flat phone also sounded with the tone of the call.

With Maya's spirit grabbed the phone on the garden table.

But one second later his face turned lethargic. Samuel didn't call her. It wasn't her husband's name that was written on her smartphone screen.

....

Maya enters her cafe and is immediately greeted warmly by some employees she meets. "Mrs Maya, how are you?" ask a female employee as soon as she crosses paths with him.

"Thank God, oh how is the cafe? Imel handled management well, right?"

"Thank God, everything is smooth, Maya ma'am. The cafe is also never empty and the salary payment is also never a problem."

Maya nodded with a small smile. "Oh, thank God that's it."

"Emm.... Today Imel has come?" ask Maya again.

"They haven't, Mom."

"Yes, you continue your work."

"Well, Miss Maya, excuse me.." said the female employee who was about nineteen years old.

"Eh Risa's...." Maya suddenly interrupts some of the steps of the employee who began to move away from her.

"Yes Ma'am?" Risa also approached with a little bowing her body respectfully.

"Later if anyone is looking for me, his name is Dean Sanjaya please tell me to wait in the chair close to the chrysanthemum flowers yes."

"Well, ma'am," nodded Risa obediently.

"The seat is marked Sa, so it is not occupied by other visitors."

"Yes, Maya, I'll give you an ordered sign."

Maya nodded once more and walked back to her study on the second floor of the cafe.

And there was no sign of Samuel contacting him, the message he sent this morning was not blue tick.

For the umpteenth time Maya took a deep breath. There must be a rush to forget for a moment this problem. He also opened his laptop and checked all reports on the income and expenditure of cafes that had been sent by Imel, his trusted employee.

Maya feels a little tired with the reports of numbers written on her laptop screen, until a portrait with the faces of two small boys, Maya pulls from her wallet. He looked closely at the faces of the two boys in the picture.

Sam-Dean... Do you have anything to do with this past portrait?

Maya Gumam.

Ddrr....

Maya's phone vibrates on the nightstand. The phone calls from someone, and Maya nods when she receives and talks to the caller.

"Okey I'm down now" said Maya.

....

Maya allows Dean to sit back, after the man stands up for a moment when he sees her walking closer.

"You alone? Not with the ocean?"

Maya shakes. "Am still at school" he replied briefly.

"How are you, May?"

"Good."

"Oh-thank God." Dean smiled a little. Although he felt a little dislike for Maya's attitude towards him this time.

"Desa....." Maya starts talking first, though she pauses her sentence.

"You know if Sam had an older brother who went missing twenty years ago? I'm sure you're investigating that, aren't you?"

Dean nodded. "I know."

Maya took a deep breath again, and stared fixedly at Dean's eye lens.

"I wonder, is the color of your eyes bluish like that? Or...."

"Hehehehe...." Dean chuckles to interrupt Maya's words.

"I'm wearing contact lens May."

"really? Why?"

"Since childhood my eyes have mild nerve disorders. It's like when you have a minus in your eyes."

"Oh-"

"That's why I'd rather wear contact lenses than glasses" Dean said.

Maya is smiling a little.

"Actually the reason I want to see you, don't want to talk about unimportant things like this May." Dean again tries to keep Maya from diverting the important points from their meeting.

Maya breathed a moment.

"You know my answer, Dean."

Dean knitted his eyebrows together not understanding.

"But I'm feeling serious about you May."

"I'm married Dean, I have Sam and Am." Maya paused for a moment.

"And this child too, I have people I love so much." Maya pointed towards her distended stomach.

Dean was silent, as if he could no longer speak. He loved the woman in front of him right now. But Dean would never have the heart to hurt the married woman. Dean's love isn't that petty.

"I'm sure your feelings for me are just a moment Dean."

"You're wrong, May." replied Dean inwardly.

"Trust me someday, sometime-you will find someone who truly loves you." Maya continued her words.

Dean Sanjaya can only be silent. A great Dean, used to getting what he wanted. This time it had lost in front of a jet black unraveling woman.

Maya then placed a portrait on the table and shifted the portrait towards Dean.

"This is a childhood photo of Sam with Daniel, Sam's missing brother." Maya shifts the old photo towards Dean.

"I got this photo from Anita's mom yesterday." Say Maya again.

Dean took a quick glance at the photo and for some reason, the two bluish-laced neutrals were in full force.

"Fo-tto.. this...." Dean looked so surprised to see it.

"Why Dean?"

"I-ni fo-tto-Samuel and his brother?" Dean couldn't believe what he was seeing.

"Yes, this is a childhood photo of Samuel and Daniel."

"G-can-can---!!" Dean several times tried to deny the facts that were revealed.

"Why Dean?"

Dean shook his head many times.

"You must be wrong, May...."

Dean stands up and continues to shake his head, refusing that the photo Maya showed was a picture of Samuel and his brother who went missing twenty years ago.

Without thinking anymore, Dean walked away from Maya.

"Des.....!!"

Even Maya's calls were ignored by Dean.

Maya keeps trying to chase the man.

"Dean wait.....!!"

"Des....!! Please, there's still something I want to show you...!!" Shouted Maya once again.

Finally got Dean to stop his long steps.

Right in the cafe parking lot, Dean turned back to face Maya who was walking slowly towards him.

"I've felt like you and Sam have had a relationship in the past, Dean." Maya paused for a moment to reset her breathing.

"The scar on your right arm, and the key on your necklace that you yourself don't remember what the key is....." Maya continued.

"According to Sam's story, Daniel used to have a scar on his right arm as a result of him fighting with some large-bodied children who annoyed Sam." Maya explained, looking at Dean who was still silent as if so surprised by the evidence Maya revealed.

"And that key that's on your chest, most likely the key to the shed when you saved Sam first. Maybe you want Sam to survive the kidnapping."

Dean now looked at Maya in disbelief, but somehow there was some kind of memory chip that suddenly flashed in his mind.

"I really hope to find someone who means a lot to Sam's life in his childhood."

Dean fell silent, as if what was happening right now was a huge shock.

"And that man is Daniel, Sam's brother." Maya continues her words.

"Why do I feel sure you're Daniel."

Dean looked at Maya nanar.

"This is Sam's hair." Maya thrusts a clear plastic with some of Samuel's hair in it.

"You can find the answer with this hair, Dean."

There was no response from Dean, the man just pecked with an eye in the other direction.

"Please...." Maya again pleads for Dean to accept the small plastic from her hand.

Dean responded without saying anything. The man simply grabbed the clear plastic from Maya's hand and stuffed it into her expensive blazer pocket.

Dean just walked away from Maya, his head bowed weakly.

The shiny black BMW X1 was speeding away from the cafe owned by Maya.

Maya still stood staring at Dean's departure, again she let out a long sigh.

.....

While across the street, someone sees Maya talking to Dean from her fancy car.

The brownish iris lit up, as if there was a spark of anger there. His clenched hands, repeatedly hitting the steering wheel roundabout.

Until the two netra now look glazed.

to be continue....