
ARIN POV'S
Damnit. My head is so dizzy. Where's my phone?. Allea must have been looking for me. Heh. Caring demon. Right now I want to see no one myself. But why do the worms in my stomach protest?. With a step I went down. Foraging. No. gabe. Exactly asking for food. After I get it I want to go back to my room.
What-what's this?. Why is my hope different from reality. Ck. That hope disappointed me again. Bians. The devil is coming. Yesterday he said he wanted to meet. He must be panicking I can't call.
Whatwasthat? I'm called demit. God fucking. But I was lazy to argue. Let only. Then he spoke at length. Until my ears influence. I just assented. I don't know. Every word I always follow. Just like when he told me to take a shower.
Even with a heavy heart. I must be on. A few minutes later I finished the shower. I'm out of the room. He was waiting for me on the balcony. I caughtup.
"Well, that's good to see". His comments while smiling. I just smiled and pulled the chair.
"When did you get there?". My toot.
"Hmmm. Shahid. I'm not here long". The reply while settling me sharp. Then he breathed a long breath.
"How many days are you crying? How do you know". Ask me. I scrunched my forehead. Like he knew what was happening to me.
"wait. You...". I paused because Rio brought warm sweet tea and toast. I smiled and looked at Bian. He knows food to my tribe.
"I remember all your favorites". Smile sucks.
"Say less". Rio.
"Ready thank you". Me and Bian. I laugh. Let me enjoy this atmosphere for a moment. I sip some warm tea and then taste the toast. It tastes so good. I haven't eaten like this in a long time. No. more precisely, the atmosphere when with Bian. It turns out this is what I miss. Back then when High School and college were often alone time. Light-hearted talk. Discuss this and laugh together.
"How many days have you not eaten?". Bian asked while breathing heavily.
"Three days". Fast Sahut.
"Do you want to die?". The sarcasm makes my chest hurt.
"Hiks. I should how? When I know everything. I feel betrayed". Isakku. Bian reflexes hugged me. I don't know. Every time I hug him. I feel calm. It was as if the embrace calmed me down. Strengthened me.
"Do you hate your life after knowing it?". Bian asked softly while wiping away my tears.
I'm speechless. Cringing. Understanding the Bian question. Then I shook my head.
"I don't think so. Why are you asking that?". I'm curious.
"Just asking. If you answered yes. Then I'm very angry". He paused and sipped his tea.
I'm speechless. His words are right.
"You actually know about me, right?". My guess. He must know. I don't know why my heart says that. Silent. He didn't answer just sigh.
"Yes. I knew who you were three years ago. But when I wanted to tell you. Suddenly Papa was sick. I also abandoned that intention". The pecker has a regretful tone. I'm speechless. I want to get angry. But why am I angry?. Maybe he didn't say it because he was afraid I might get hurt.
"That means you know who my father is too?".
Bian nodded.
"Do you know why Mama died?". I doubt ask. I frowned when Bian was shocked. I'm sure he knows, too. I stared fixedly at Bian. He hesitates to answer.
"I don't know". Disconnecting. I don't know why I'm disappointed. Like something he covered up.
"Sorry Arin. At that time I was wondering who you really were. I used to see suspicious people looking for you. Wandering in the Panti area". Suddenly Bian told me. I'm shocked. Could be Aunt Dina or Papa's man.
"Who do they matter to be?". I asked with a lip bite. Bian had yet to reply suddenly heard Allea's scream. My reflexes and Bian turned. She cried. I'm honestly shocked. Why is he here. Then he bombarded his question on me. Gosh three days didn't meet why he's getting smarter. I'm moved. Alleaku.
The typical bus voice of someone I haven't heard in three days. What's wrong with her? why does his face not like it?. Maybe Allea doesn't want to stay. Then Bian said goodbye and told me that my aunt wanted me to visit Singapore. Again. I saw Aslan's grim face.
After Bian left. He asked me why I didn't come home. I intentionally did not answer and diverted the conversation. Why does she seem so agitated when I give her advice explaining who Allea is to the public. Not all this time the media wants both parties clarification. Both are always reluctant to clarify. Hmmm since I did not work I have followed the gossip of famous artists of the capital.
Tell Aslan who Allea's real mother is. Let me be sad. I hate a hope that often makes me disappointed.
"Next time we talk about. Go home. Allea always sleeps in your room". Say it as it passes. He didn't answer my words.
"You know Aslan. Allea is my niece. I'm afraid I'll have a taste for you. Right now I just don't want you to pass. I want to tell you a long story and I'm curious about the history of your life". I looked at Aslan's broad back.
Be honest. I was afraid of being caught up in her uncertain feelings. Only a stupid woman isn't interested in him. He's a hardworking guy. Responsibilities. Good treasure. Good looking anyway. Maybe if I wasn't interested in her, that would be including that stupid woman. Hehe.
Even though I'm one house with him, but we're not that close. Only occasionally on vacation when he has free time, it always pisses me off. He's always nervous. Confusion watches around as we take Allea to the amusement park.
I chopped my chin observing the surroundings. Slowly my mood improved. Not like last time. It's still sad. But I try to forget. Although stifling but I try to accept the reality.
"True Bian. There are many around me who care and love me. Life goes forward, not backward. Let past events pass. Papa's. Let's live each other's lives. Your life. My liv. I'm not gonna bother you. I'll erase my curiosity about Mama's death. If my mother committed suicide. It'sit's okay. Maybe that's his choice. Papa's. Don't lookin' for me". I said as I passed downstairs.
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