Your Name
What happened to Jemin? part 2

Lindora looked around the simple room after arriving at the home of her first child, Bora. Not many items are located, the new house in Bora is very visible.

Luckily Great helped him make the exact same key as the owner of this house so they could open this house and Lindora could inhabit it.

Lindora stops Lalis from carrying Lindora's temporary belongings.

"Don't move much. Let me just let you."

Lindora is not alone, she is assisted by a taxi driver.

Just a few minutes until, Lalis contacted someone through HP in his pocket. He opened it and saw the name of the caller.

"Mom, I'm going home now. Jemin I've contacted. He will go home after seeing his friend," said Lalis.

"Have you sent the address?" ask Lindora.

"Yes already. Jemin' home at four in the afternoon."

Lindora nodded and smiled as well as Lalis. Then he went and picked up his phone on the side of the road.

"I'm going there now" Lalis said.

Not realizing Lalis, Lindora saw Lalis' departure from the window. He made sure that Lalis really had gone home or no one from around his house.

Lindora hurry. He even asked the driver to finish it quickly. Once all the stuff is inside, Lindora goes outside the house. He locked it and took the taxi he ordered from the hospital to the house.

Lindora bent over to see the driver from outside the open windshield, initially the taxi was going to drive.

"Please take me, sir."

"Where, Mom?"

"Let me show you" replied Lindora.

"Yes, come on up, ma'am."

While Lalis. He went to the police station after the call. Lalis thought there would be good news, namin not at all. What the police said instead made him worried and gave him a riddle.

"The police have contacted several police stations, no one is investigating the case of the accident that occurred to your brother. Maybe you're mistaken."

"No," Lalis replied. "Where may I be mistaken" added Lalis.

"Even our superiors have informed the head of the head office. No one's investigating the case,"

Lalis thought. How could.

"After seeing the scene, the road that was passed through was prone as well. We cannot conclude that this accident was anything unusual. So the police can't continue the investigation."

"Didn't you find any evidence?"

"No. The scene is completely clean. Maybe it's because it's been two months ago, so it's hard to investigate."

Lalis did not believe the police could not find any trace or evidence. Then the police who investigated the case the night of the incident, what fake police?

"Sir, one more time. I want you to investigate again" Pinta Lalis.

"We will try if possible. This case is very difficult because there is no trace of anything."

Lalis was a little relieved.

After half an hour at the police station, Lalis went home. He took the time to come even though his body had not recovered enough, not strong enough, not good enough to carry the cape.

The scorching heat in the afternoon made his head dizzy, slowly his vision blurred. Until his body finally lost control, he collapsed in front of the police station. The security guard on duty saw that, he immediately approached and helped.

***

The weather today is very supportive. It still feels as hot as noon when it is already afternoon. Jemin took Ketty in a wheelchair to the park around the hospital. Not forgetting the infusion bottle, Ketty held it. It feels cool because of the many trees and plants. There are not many visitors, there are some people who are the same as Ketty. Sitting helpless in a wheelchair.

"Are you not ashamed to take me?" ask Ketty.

Jemin shook his head. "No. Shame why?"

Without a facial expression, Ketty replied, "my condition is very sad."

Jemin also did not understand why he cared so much about Ketty. He did not know where the feeling suddenly came from.

"I heard that people are sick again, sometimes they have to go outside so as not to squat. I only intend to do that" replied Jemin.

Ketty was silent not answering for a few minutes. Jemin took Ketty near the tree, and she sat down leaning against the tree trunk. Ketty in front of him.

Ketty turned her gaze away. His eyes narrowed when he saw the bright cloudy weather today. Jemin thought that Ketty did not want to answer his question. In fact Ketty was thinking where to start.

"Glora likes you. He doesn't like it when you call his name by my name" replied Ketty.

Jemin's mind went around remembering what he had forgotten. It does. At that time Jemin forgot the name Glora, and instead called it Ketty. Glora reminded him of his name several times.

"Therefore you blame me for Glora's bullying?" ask Jemin.

"Yes. That's why I'm sick of you always looking at my awful body. I didn't like your cocky attitude at the time. That's why I was sensitive when you came right after I bullied Glora."

"I don't want to be a hero to you. I'm furious that you didn't put up a fight while your pride is being trampled on."

Ketty was silent again. His gaze turned to Jemin.

"Take this the payment of what I did before" Ketty replied after turning her eyes away from Jemin.

Ketty rubbed the back of her hand. Jemin saw that.

"What does payment mean?"

Ketty thought why she should tell Jemin what she meant. Whatever it is Jemin doesn't need to know, who he is to him.

"Many questions" Ketty said.

Previously Ketty was a little moved because of the arrival of people who wanted to visit her. Ketty had thought that no one would come to see her even if her family members. But without her expecting Jemin to come with a basket of fruits for her.

The vow. Ketty felt a little like she had a real friend. But he denied that feeling because they had never talked much before.

Jemin did not bother. He rested his head on the tree trunk while closing both eyes. Sighs and then reopens his eyes.

"I have a little bit of feelings for you because you came to see me,"

Jemin's eyes widened. "You like me?"

Ketty replied. "No. What the fuck. Don't be stupid!"

"You have feelings?"

Ketty speechless. "Indeed I was wrong to say, "in Ketty.

"That's because no one wants to come for me. You even came uninvited, I got a little moved, " replied Ketty.

They were silent for so long. There was nothing else they wanted to talk about, but they did not want to just part ways. A lot of questions that Ketty and Jemin harbored. They bound each other's curiosity as if there was a wall between Ketty and Jemin.

"I'm going to lend you a textbook, in one week there's a national exam practice" Jemin said.

"I'm probably going to change schools" Ketty replied.

"I have to go home now, tomorrow I'll be back again. About Glora .. She'll take care of me. People seem to have to be taught a lesson" Jemin added.

Jemin stood up, slowly pushing the wheelchair that Ketty occupied. Jemin was done with his besuk, he had to go back to accompany his mother.

"Do nothing to Glora. Just leave him alone. And-you don't have to keep seeing me."

"I'll see you."

"Why?"

"There's nothing. Because of you, I feel responsible for the wounds on your body.

"You don't have to feel that way."

"Be quiet! from the beginning you remained chatty and stubborn."

"When am I stubborn?"

"Since I say fight! you just keep quiet, let Glora bully you."

Ketty laughed softly and briefly. What does Jemin care about him? the first time he got this kind of attention, Ketty didn't want to go too far or he could have had more feelings for Jemin.

Ketty hated and blamed him from the beginning. But her guess was wrong, Jemin wasn't that bad.

Strange with Ketty's attitude. He realized Ketty could laugh too.

"Is there anything funny? cih, you're so weird."

"Don't overdo it, Jem. Or something unwanted can happen."