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Sepia Confrontation

🚩 Jacob

I began to feel sweat drenching all over my body, my heartbeat also pounding fast. My joints also feel like they have started to limp to just continue the step.

Stopping my activities with the treadmill, I wiped the sweat that had flooded the temple. The clock on the screen shows at 10:56.

I went back to the apartment, cleaned myself up to keep this body fresh again. After that, I put together a schedule for tomorrow morning activities.

I recalled last night's events, an interesting conversation with Eyang.

“Business is business! Eyang investment certainly brings benefits too, right for Eyang? So why does Eyang have anything to do with your business and Aleia?”

The dining table is silent. No one wants to argue with Eyang Bagaskara. Because the threat is, those who do not agree with the words Eyang will be reduced inheritance rations.

“Aleia too, she definitely would not want to force things like this.”

Aleia just smiled a little. His face was slightly lowered.

Recalling Aleia's disappointed face, I didn't expect that something had escaped my sight all along. Aleia keeps the flavor to me. Because I thought, unfortunately, I'm just a cousin. Although Aleia and I are not real cousins, I just think of Aleia as my own sister.

In the afternoon, I got tired of working with my laptop. I took the phone and dialed Winona's number.

I know, that girl will definitely get upset because I'm bothering her again. Although Winona was upset, I also knew, she was secretly glad I contacted her again. It's nothing, I'm just guessing, Wio didn't completely move on from me. I did too! And why do we give distance, just because the ego is still lodged?

My phone's not picked up. Is Wio in the bathroom? Ah, it could be! I sent a message, asking if he would come out with me again.

Or, I'll just go straight to the boarding house? Like yesterday, I went to Winona's boarding house!

I was in the basement when my phone rang again.

My forehead frowned deeply as I stared at the name on the screen. What's Sepia calling me? “Halo Sep.”

“Jac, Hello.”

“Ya what's the call?” I heard a breath from across the phone.

“We can meet? Somebody wants me to talk.”

Is this the time, I asked Sepia about the letter? Confronting the woman directly is better. Because he can't escape!

“Can. I share the location now.”

“Hm, not now!” sepia said, her tone of voice seemed surprised.

“Oh, if not now, I can't!” my threat. I want to say to Sepia, she said what letter I sent to Winona! But knowing the character, surely Sepia will cancel this meeting.

“Ya. Okay fine! I'll be there.”

“Gue won't wait you long,” reply me a little ketus.

Thirty minutes later, Sepia finally entered my line of sight. I've ordered coffee, and tea for Sepia. The woman is a little full now. The black blazer suit, combined with a plaid span skirt above the knee, supports its classy appearance. Not to forget, I also saw a black leather tote bag in the grip of his right hand.

A small smile appeared on that face. Sepia is not ugly, but I think Winona is sweeter.

If I look closely, Sepia's face changes slightly. His chin which used to be somewhat round, now looks oval. His cheekbones also looked firm. Either because of makeup, or the results go to the clinic doctor for a glow up.

“Cooler aja lo!” said semringah.

I'm not in the mood to mince words, because my goal in meeting Sepia is to ask about the letter.

“Gue pissed off the same lo, actually.” I took a heavy breath, then straightened my body.

Sepia's forehead frowning in, “ked why? Do I have the same problem, Lo?” the voice was a little angry.

I nodded quickly, “why don't you give me the letter I sent to Winona?”

His face changed, looking confused.

He must have put the word in that already tangled mind! And I won't easily believe in Sepia. After what he said yesterday on the phone, then what Kim said yesterday at the cafe. I don't know what he said on the phone with Winona. Whatever it was, it seems Sepia said something that offended Winona!

But Winona is too kind to have bad thoughts on a friend she already considers a good friend!

“Why? You threw away the letter?” ketus.

Sepia shook her head quickly. After that, he took a sharp breath. “The letter is not the same as me!”

My forehead frowning in, “terus same who? Don't try to lie to me!”

Sepia again shook her head quickly, “his letter was the same Echo!”

I laughed softly, impressed with the mockery. “How can the same Echoes? Didn't I go to Lo five years ago? Is there an echo in your life at that time?” sindirku direct.

I remember, the coffee that was on the table, I let it be a display. Because it's still hot...

I gulped down the black coffee, then looked back at the dumbstruck Sepia. I know, the woman was arguing with herself, in a malevolent mind!

“Sorry I...”. Both eyes just stared at the table, “gue admitted, if I did not give the letter to Wio. But..”

I grieve slowly, “lo how the hell?” cut me. “He's mad at me!”

Sepia's round eyes are getting wider. “Lo have you met Wio?” ask her with a curious tone.

“If I hadn't met him, I wouldn't have known you didn't write that!” I try not to sound hysterical. But Sepia managed to get me over the line of patience. “And now you want to say that the letter is the same husband lo?!”

Sepia turned her gaze back. Lips vibrate. Even I saw her hands trembling, as she cupped the strands of hair behind her ears. “Gue don't know how anymore, Jac...” the face is still bent. But Sepia's eyes moved, returning my gaze. “Gue stress is great. I'm scared too.”.

Ah, I don't want to hear Sepia's curse! It's just, I've been lazy to serve this woman in front of me.

But was it really Echoes who took the letter? If true, it's good that the bastard read the contents of the letter! If he read it, surely that bastard could understand why I turned it around with Winona!

“Lagian Winona is back with me. What you have to threaten so that it is not your husband! Not Wio!”

Sepia breathed slowly. He raised his finger, to massage the temple. “So actually, you want to meet me for this? For belain Wio?” I saw those eyes a little overflowing with tears.

I spent the rest of the coffee, “trus what do you think? Make it news you so?” I said while standing up. “Not important, you know!”

I passed by, with wide strides leaving Sepia who was just sitting frozen.

Even the tea of his order was untouched from earlier.

The cold Sepia hand pulled my wrist. “Oke, please do away Winona from my husband!”

Hearing the sentence from that cold tone, it made me look to the side, glancing at Sepia who was raising her head. “Lo far away husband lo from..”.

“Gue can't! Dia...” Sepia let go of her hand. The face turned back, looking down. “Gue has no right to live him.” Sepia's tone of voice was so slow. If this coffee shop was crowded, I probably wouldn't have heard what the woman said.

“Lo knows what kind of man you marry. But still, you agree.” I was still standing next to Sepia's chair, saying that sentence in a flat tone. “Lo lakin' this all for what..”.

I heard her laughing. “Lo is rich, you don't know how it feels to want something without thinking about the price! Just point! If you fail, you still have a family living in a luxurious house! Your family can still go on vacation! I'm..”

I breathe out slowly. It's easy to feel frustrated, when everyone in your neighborhood gets what they want without taking the trouble.

Sepia is right, I don't understand that position. Where the ego to have something is greater than the ability of self.

“Although not Wio, there are definitely other women out there who..”.

“But not Wio!” sela Sepia's. “Gue don't want to hate my own friends. But if it's gini, I'm burning jealous, Jac!” a whimper sounded at the end of that sentence.

“Udah I said earlier, Wio is the same me. So you don't have to worry.” After that sentence, I stepped out of the coffee shop.