Secrets of Lakefront House
CHAPTER 8. OLD HOUSE

Dinner's almost done. Aunt Dewi brought another bottle of ice water and was about to pour it into a glass in front of Jilena.

“That's enough, aunt,” says Jilena. He finished his Caesar salad filled with toasted chicken, bread rolls and tried to remember when was the last time he enjoyed eating as well. “I have to leave immediately.

I'll check my papa's desk and filing cabinet before I go to bed. Maybe I can find a will or and a final plea about his funeral.” Sarah and Ramira decide to stay at Aunt Dewi's house, so they don't feel lonely tonight.

Ramira is single, never married. In fact, she has never dated, yet she still hopes and optimistically will find a lover. Many times Jilena thinks what is less than Ramira.

The beautiful girl had a sweet and dazzling smile. Sarah is also single. She is a kind-hearted girl, beautiful and jolly face, endowed with dark honey colored hair and soft brown eyes, Sarah is more like a Aunt Goddess than her own mother.

Sarah is a little shorter than Jilena, has a slim and petite body. Sarah married at the age of twenty-one, which disappointed her parents, she divorced when she was twenty-three. In recent years, Sarah has been in a relationship with several men, but as far as Jilena knows, none of them are serious.

Jilena stands. “I think I should go.” He would spend the night alone, at his parents' house. He doesn't mind the solitude—he's used to it. In fact, she was so excited to search for something in the papa workspace, hoping to find something more than just her last request.

After saying goodbye to the three women, giving a warm hug, he left his tantric home and drove his blind car towards his parents' estate. Her parents' house was located a few blocks from high school, in a well-maintained neighborhood, an upscale complex, old housing. Although the housing complex is not as luxurious as the residential environment of Aunt Dewi but this residential environment is still beautiful.

As Jilena passed through her old school, it was like she saw a shadow of herself with Noah Arsyanendra, sitting on the front steps, holding hands. Noah wears a letterman jacket as the star quarterback of a football team.

There is a small pond filled with fish in the school garden. Noah used to come to school to pick up Jilena and drive her home. Not infrequently Noah took him up the hill to enjoy the beautiful scenery.

The school has stood there since the nineteen forties. The two-story building with red brick that slightly faded the color, there is a sculpture carving on the front and a cream-colored stone arch above the main entrance gate, stone stairs with old models of ceramics.

There was a large lawn in front, with a tall spruce tree, right in the middle of the front building there was a heavy wooden main door, there was a circular fountain, and there was a large wooden door, with several pairs of thick bricks for seating.

The flashback

His family moved to the small town of Lembayung at the start of his sophomore year in high school, feeling like it had been a very long time now. Jilena began to be interested in Noah during the first meeting shortly after moving to a new school — charm Noah is difficult to miss — they started dating when entering the end of his first year in the city.

Noah is three years older than him, the son of the city's richest man, Noah goes to college on a football scholarship.

While Jilena was busy as a school manager and manager of OSIS, she realized early on her penchant for writing and pursuing a story. That's when he decided to continue his studies majoring in journalism after graduating high school.

Jilena asks Noah to be her partner at the prom. It was like dreaming when Noah said yes.

"hmmmm.bang Noah. Won't you be my partner at prom?" jilena asked as she looked at Noah the lover. That day Noah came to visit Jilena. Like a pair of lovers.yeah they are dating and Noah comes on weekends if he is not busy with his college.

"When is the show Jil?" ask Noah.

"Next week anyway. Could it be my partner at the show later? When I met another guy?" Jilena while smiling spoiled.

"By donk babe, I'll pick you up. Got a dress to wear?"

"Not yet, mom wants to make sure I'm shopping" said Jilena.

"Are you really accompanied by your mom? Not the same as the others?"cananda Noah's.

"If there's anything else, you will, '" seduced Jilena. She likes to tease Noah, making him jealous and according to Jilena is adorable.

"Ehemmm.I want to see who the guy who dares to make you walk." Noah begins to get hooked by the words of his girlfriend. He knows there are a lot of guys out there who like Jilena. Sure is! She's a beautiful girl, smart, friendly, jolly and not arrogant.

"There's an Arsyanendra, his name is Arsyanendra,"....Noah chimed in on which "Arsyanendra? I think there's only two men with that name in this town?"

"Yes that....Arsyanendra Noah. Papa Arsyanendra.ha ha ha." Jilena chuckles.

Noah immediately landed a kiss on the girl's lips so hot. His left hand pressed behind the nape of Jilena. A gentle kiss that lasted quite a long time, Noah****** those ranum lips while the other hand squeezed Jilena's breasts until the young girl sighed 'ahhhh....mmm'

Their heartbeats pounded, as Noah stuffed his tongue into Jilena's mouth and exchanged saliva. Noah releases his kiss after Jilena pushes him because Jilena is afraid of obscenity. Noah's charm was so strong it was hard to resist as his two eagle eyes stared intently.

"I'm sorry dear." said Noah softly. However, she loves Jilena and does not want to disappoint the girl. That night they went through with happiness, by 9 pm Noah said goodbye.

Mama Jilena took her to town a few weeks before the dance to buy a dress. Right on her anticipated day, Jilena is wearing a strapless long dress, pink at prom. Her mother also took Jilena to the salon to do her hair, her hair was wavy with pearl clasps on the side, thin bangs were allowed to fall on her face.

Her mother took the camera and smiled excitedly with a little force to take some photos of the couple before they went to prom.

"Jil.rap to Noah. Noah's hands are coiled around Jilena's waist huh. Smile.one two three." Mama Jilena gave instructions when taking their photos like a professional photographer 😊

That night they looked very good. Undeniably, throughout the event everyone present looked in amazement at the couple. Jilena still remembered her father standing behind the door, watching over the two with a calm face yet there was a hint of anxiety. As a father, I would be afraid if something happened to my daughter.

Flasback off

*visual of Jilena's parents' house

The memories disappeared as soon as he arrived in front of his old house and entered through a main street in the style of British Tudor built shortly after he sat on the bench of High School. Before his parents occupied the house, the previous owner had completely renovated the kitchen and bathroom, even all floors covered with beautifully polished hardwood.

He remembered the day when they moved in, his father contentedly commented that it was a suitable home for a successful lawyer. The phrase is always attached to it —fitting home.

After entering the key to open the door, he pushed the large wooden door that let out a strange sound as it opened. It was already night, a glimmer of light penetrated through the window, he lit the room lamp.

Jilena dragged her suitcase and tote bag up the stairs to the second floor where the bedroom was. The atmosphere inside the big old house was very quiet and quiet, there was only Jilena there. A strange feeling flowed through his body, he felt the presence of his papa.

Entering her long-empty bedroom, when was the last time she was there, she saw a dresser and sofa covered in dust. When her mother was alive, she always cleaned the room, vacuumed and changed the sheets whenever her daughter came home to visit. It was clear that no one had set foot and cleaned the room since the mother's departure.

After picking up a set of clean sheets from the linen closet, Jilena cleaned and tidied up the bed. Vacuuming the dust that filled the room, he decided to clean the other part in the morning. He was eager to get into his papa's study on the ground floor to check the documents.

He did not feel his tears flowing down his cheeks. He sat down on the bed wiping his tears with his fingers. Papa has gone. This fact made him very sad. There will be no more quarrels, no more cold attitudes, no more opportunities to make amends for all his mistakes.

The sun was about to set as he descended to the bottom floor. He turned on some lights while walking around the room in the house, stepped into the papa's study, sat leaning against the work chair with a large antique table. A terrifying sensation rippled in the room, as if the father was staring at him intently as he sat there without permission and for some reason he felt his presence there.

Jilena goosebumps, trying to shake off that feeling. He pulled one of the side drawers and ransacked it, checked the contents of the folder and he saw a file containing a legal case that was still in progress. Then he opened the second drawer.

Nothing valuable there. He pulled the middle drawer, but it was locked. He looks around. Where's the key? Unthinkable before, while wondering where his personal items—clothes, wallet, keys. Did you leave your car in the parking lot? next to his law firm?

He made notes on the yellow sticky paper as a reminder of things to do the next day. Maybe Aunt Dewi has kept papa's personal belongings on her return from the morgue.

There were some small framed photos placed in the corner of the table. One family photo, before they moved to the town of Lembayung. Two other photos, a photo of her and her sister Sarah after they moved in. Jilena was a little surprised to see her picture there. Do you really want to see my face every day?

He half expected to find a photo of Ramira at the table, but nothing. Next, he turned his gaze to the four-drawer filing cabinet in the corner of the room, to the right of the large window that presented a well-maintained view of the backyard. He painstakingly opened the top two drawers, file by file, page by page, but found nothing.

It was getting late and he was getting ready to go to sleep. Tired, Jilena sat back in the executive chair of her papa while circulating around the room. Leaning his head on the black leather chair, he faintly smelled the papa's distinctive aftershave-belonging scent. Then, he moved his hands on the table touching the dark brown leather bag, there was an implied longing. She spent a lot of time in this room, Jilena felt her presence. Tears flowed again, falling down the cheeks.

He'll never look her in the face again, or have a chance to right what he did wrong.  He leaned his head and put his hands against the chair in his office, crying and sobbing. When there were no more tears left, he turned off the table lamp and walked out.

After turning off all the lights in the house, except in the middle hallway, he slowly climbed the stairs towards the room. Tomorrow he's going to check out the other two closets in the workspace, but first he has to apply for a job as a youth reporter to go back to check on his father's personal belongings.

After undressing, wearing a short nightgown, unbinding her hair, removing her watch and gold earrings, opening the top drawer of the closet to store it. Ta accidentally touched something when he opened the drawer. Bizarrely. Placing his hands on the back and top of the drawer, his fingers touched something like a stiff sheet of paper. Pull it slowly so it doesn't tear, and pull it out.

The instant his body froze, his throat choked with shock as he turned the paper over and looked. He could barely breathe. On the paper was printed a picture of him with Noah on prom night, one of the photos taken by his mother. As he remembered, he had already burned all the photos, and other items that reminded him of Noah.

How long has the picture been tucked in the back of the drawer? He threw the photo into the drawer, slammed the drawer shut. He should have dumped the photo in the trash, it's been tucked away there for years, another day in the drawer it doesn't matter.

He pulled a blanket over his body, turned off the lights, lay in bed. Exhaling deeply, trying to close your eyes, hoping to sleep well.  Why do I have to find a picture of Noah right before I go to sleep? What is this sign?

It just makes his blood boil. He pulled a blanket over his head and curled—s a long, hard breath. For years trying to forget the arrogant, selfish, haughty attitude of a Noah. Even now, he might dream of it

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