Re-Investigation: Because You're Young
Dylan Evans

"What's? Wh why? Is this real? Am I ...?"

I was shocked and immediately reflected after waking up from sleep. When I looked at my face in this mirror, I felt something strange about me. My face .. My face has come back as young as when I was 17. Not only that, but my body has changed.

*Sheets slap.

I slapped my cheek to make sure it wasn't a dream. But it hurt and my right cheek turned red. So, I'm of the opinion that this is not a dream.

"really? I ... am I young again?"

One thing is certain, the man's words are true. He had proven that the pills he had given me had really worked. I'm getting back young. I've proved it as his guinea pig. I'm back, back young. I'm just a little hungry right now.

I got out of the bathroom, walked up to the kitchen, opened the fridge, saw what was there, picked up a ready-to-eat meal that could be heated in the oven, and I got a quick meal, set the oven machine and put it there, make coffee with hot water to be heated, and stop when you see the wall clock in the living room.

"Has Anton taken care of all that? I hope he can do it without any problems."

It will soon enter September, and September 1st is the day schools open after the summer break ends. I have a plan that I talked to Anton about yesterday. If I can't investigate my niece's death from the outside, I have to investigate her from the inside. It was like water flowing in a hose. As long as I keep looking at the hose from the outside, I won't be able to see the water inside the hose. As long as the end of the hose I could not find, the water I was waiting for would never get. There are various ways that I can see the water flowing in the hose, but I still choose that way. I chose to be water, to blend in with the others, so that I could get the end of the hose. That way, I can go out and find freedom there.

Mingling is one way for me to find the cause of Jamila's death. Many options for me so that I can mingle with them— become a teacher, become a security guard, become a keeper of gedung—but I prefer to be like this. This was by chance; it just so happened that the man came and gave me the chance to be young again. Also, he knows what I don't know. He knows about that school, Tjee Academy. It's all just a coincidence that's happened to me. Well, it's just a coincidence.

After successfully warming my breakfast and making coffee, I went to the dining table. I ate my breakfast and remembered how wonderful the memories with Jamila were at this dinner table.

I remember the moment I was with him. At that time, he was 8 years old.

"Uncle ... " Jamila called out to me, raised a little spoon and thrust it at me.

"What?"

"I'm very curious about why you let me call you uncle. Many of my friends think you are my father. They always envy me because I have a handsome guy like you, Uncle."

"Isn't that what you want? I can't be like your father. I'm not your father. I am your uncle. I can't replace your father's role in your life. You have blood and genes. So, keep thinking of me as your uncle, not your father. You should ignore your friends who talk about you and about me. They were jealous, that was all. It will definitely disappear as they grow into adults. They'll realize they're luckier than you."

"You're as usual, Uncle. You can always be the uncle I always needed. I'm very lucky to have an uncle like you. Even if I don't have parents, I'm still the luckiest person to have you by my side."

I remember when he said that. He almost cried. He said that he was a lucky person, but in his heart, he missed his father very much and wanted the presence of his parents by his side. The yearning for her father was always in her heart when she saw the other children had parents.

After finishing my breakfast and remembering that moment, I washed the dishes and returned to the dining table to smoke for a moment.

"By the way, is my body okay if I smoke? Was this really my body when I was 17? Is that gonna be okay?"

In the end, I kept smoking and did not mind my smoking body.

***

August 31, 2016.

"How's it?"

"Wuuah, you surprised me. Are you really Raka White? You look so young."

My friend Anton was surprised when I came to visit his house. He was shocked at the entrance of his house. His face looked like he wanted to jump out of his wheelchair when he saw me.

"But are you okay? You don't have a disease, do you? Are you really okay?"

He asked worriedly about my condition. He and I do not yet know whether the pill has any side effects or not, but from the rumors circulating—that he was looking for by using his skills; hacking the company—he thought the pill had a dangerous side effect, which could endanger my life.

"I'm doing fine. You don't have to worry! Just chill! So how? You've finished it, haven't you? Tomorrow Monday, the school will open, I have to hurry" I said.

"Come in!"

He told me to go into his house, and I followed him.

We walked to his room to get his school uniform, and then went to his basement to work out his plan.

He was very busy with his computer when we just arrived at his basement, so I decided to wait while trying to wear this school uniform.

I saw a mirror not far from me. After I got there, I looked in the mirror and saw myself wearing this school uniform.

"I'm like a high school kid."

The school uniform consists of a white shirt wrapped in a black blazer, gray trousers, a red tie combined with black, and the Tjee Academy logo on the right chest of the blazer.

"You're so lucky to be a teenager again. Are you gonna flirt with those high school girls over there?"

He turned towards me after saying that.

"Of course not. I stick to my goal, seeking the truth. My only goal is for Jamila."

"Oh, yeah. You care about her a lot."

He approached me with his wheelchair. After getting behind me, he patted me on the back a few times.

"Tomorrow I will accompany you as your father. From now on, think of me as your father, Dylan," he said.

"of course. You wouldn't be under suspicion if you had a father like me, would you?" He smiled a little, looking like he was hiding something.

"Wait, wait, wait! Then Dylan ... Who's Dylan?"

"That's you. You're the one who told me to make you unknown to people, aren't you? Why are you surprised like this? Your name is Dylan Evans. You have to remember that so you don't get caught. Your undercover will be over if you're found out, Dylan."

"Wait on! That means ..."

"Well, you have a name like mine. You have my family name, Evans."

"Aren't you married yet? Didn't you choose to be a bed? How resolve? What if someone recognizes you?"

"That's easy. I can pretend I have a wife from abroad. He has left me and his son."

"I'm a child abandoned by her own mother, and you're the one who's been taking care of me all this time?"

"Yes, like that. You're so smart, you understand what I'm saying. You're so lucky to have a father like me, who's willing to take care of you. I could have thrown you away, but I chose to take care of me and raise you in this condition. I'm very nice, aren't I?"

"... Ahh ..." I let out a long breath and patted my forehead, and looked at him a few times.

I'm trying to understand this situation.

"Aciissh ... You're my dad? I can't believe it,"

He smiled as I unintentionally said that.

"That's cool, isn't it?"

***

Monday, September 1, 2016, in the Tjee Academy teacher's room.

"Ah, I am Anton Evans, and this is my son."

Anton nudged my shoulder.

"Oh ... I'm Raka-"

He nudged me a second time.

"He's Dylan Evans, the only son I have. I've been taking care of her since she was a baby."

After Anton said that, the woman looked at him. The look from him led to Anton. He had been staring at Anton for less than 5 seconds. Then he leaned his chin on his hand which was placed on the table.

"Is that so? That must have been very heavy for you, Mr. Anton. You have taken care of your son alone with your condition like this. I'm sorry because you were abandoned by your wife. You are a real man."

I could see the sad expression that the woman showed. He put on a sad face because he saw Anton's condition.

That woman is a teacher. She has long wavy brown hair. Her face was pretty enough for a teacher. He wears glasses to close his beautiful eyes. The skin is cared for and clean, looks to have a soft and smooth texture.

We're in this room because Anton wants to enroll me in Tjee Academy.

"By the way..." He suddenly turned his face into seriousness quickly and leaned his body against the chair. "Why did you just send your son to school now? Have you had no pity for your son all this time?"

"G ... I told him to go to school, but he chose to go home. I put it in home school because of the choice of who wants to study at home. He definitely did not want to leave me because he saw my condition like this. He was a good boy, knowing the condition his father was in."

"Oh, your son is very noble. He was very concerned about his father's condition. That's great, your son is very devoted to you. I very rarely find a teenager like that in this day and age."

The woman is very concerned about Anton having to walk in a wheelchair, but Anton continues to lie and take advantage of his condition. It was a charade from him, which took advantage of his condition to make the woman concerned for him so that he allowed me to attend school in this place.

"I like that a lot. You can go to school here, Dylan Evans. You're a good example to teenagers today."

"Is my presence here just an example to them?" I asked.

"No, actually ..."

Anton again nudged me with his elbow when the woman wanted to say something.

"Thank you, Miss Layla."

"Together, Mr. Anton."

The woman named Layla stood up and invited Anton to shake hands. The two of them shook hands, and I could only shut up and pay attention to them.

"From now on, I'll keep your son in this school. Leave it to me! I will educate him as well as my other disciples."

He put on a proud face. His face seemed to show he was reliable in this school.

Meanwhile, Anton glanced at me with a cynical smile. He looks like he said, "You're gonna leave it to him. Keep your attitude so that my name stays good. If you do something bad, don't think of me as your father anymore!"

That way, I have officially become a student at Tjee Academy.