Yuki
Chapter 18

In the morning until I left school Eva had not come out of the room.

"You keep this a secret, lest anyone know who it is." Book Dani before I go to school.

Brother Dani is my brother plus a geography teacher at school, only a few kids know that we're brothers.

During the first break Dimas searched for Eva in class. Implied confusion and worry on his face, not only Dimas Tiara also followed the frenzy of asking here and there. The entrance bell reads not the teacher who enters the class but large high-bodied people with steady steps into the class.

They're looking for someone.

"If you see or meet Eva Augustin Ayhner, son of Daren Augustin Ayhner, please call this number immediately." The man pointed to a paper containing three phone numbers along with a photo of Eva.

"We beg your cooperation." One of them handed out the paper.

"Crazy, Eva's missing. Yesterday was fine." Dody sewot's.

"Not yet twenty-four hours Eva lost her body guard is already in the fog like that." Now Heru open his mouth.

"Where not fussy, he is the sole heir to the company Mr. Daren. Seventeen derivatives are not exhausted." Heru snatched Dody's head.

"White what you think." Dody grimaced stroking his head. I can't wait to get home.

Finally the bell went home rang I immediately cleaned the bag and passed away, zzz zzz my phone vibrated.

Brother Dani.

Dismiss them, lest they follow you home.

Message from Brother Dani, I look towards the gate. There people in black clothes gathered on their bikes.

M.

Ok, I'll outwit them.

Brother Dani.

Careful.

I put my phone back in my pants pocket still watching those guys.

"They're a biker gang?." Ask Heru behind me.

"When were you there?." I was shocked, Heru and Dody suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

"From now on, they're like people want to march." Dody pointed at the horde of people in black clothes.

"You wanna play?." I glanced at Heru and Dody alternately. Heru smiled jail.

"Waaah.play the chase, let's show you who's coolest." Dody was the most excited among the three of them. We have each been riding our own motorbike.

"Remember when we go out the gate we mediocre until the third third third from here we just split and gather in the parkop pak Dadan ok?." Clearly I reminded of the plan we had made a few minutes ago, Heru nodded steadily.

"Ok boss! but the one who won was bought tomorrow, right?." Ask Dody.

"Basic of the eater." Srobot Heru's.

We also carried out the mission as planned. Sure enough we were followed by three bikers in all black clothes.

When we reached the third we nodded together and pulled the gas bergeber each motor. Heru turned to the right, Dody to the left while I took a straight path. The people who followed us were shocked and confused. This is my chance to escape. But they quickly split up. I overtake a car into a motorcycle at high speed, my eyes glancing at the rearview mirror.

Shit he's still behind me, if it's like this I can't escape, good in front of the red light, my mind. Increase the maximum speed, five more seconds. Wuuusshh. I smiled with satisfaction at the sight of the man stuck in the red light nimbly I turned into the small alleys. By the time I arrived at the park, Dadan Dody was already sitting there enjoying a cup of coffee!.

"Fathur, you're so long." I opened the glass helmet.

"Where's Heru?." I asked who did not see his existence.

"New nongol." I followed Dody's direction.

"Crazy, where are they racers?." Heru Protest.

"You know, but still Dody number one hahaha." Dody smiled with satisfaction.

"But nothing is followed, right?." Heru.

"No dong." Dody paid for the coffee.

"You didn't forget tomorrow?." Sergey Dody reminded me, I can only shake my head slowly.

"I'll go home first." Without waiting for their answer, my bike has driven away from the warkop, Mr. Dadan.

At home I put the bike in the garage and opened the shoes and put it on the shelf. The door of the house was not locked, I went inside.

"Son's mom go first, you don't go anywhere."

Mom is tidy with her dress.

"Yes aunty." Eva's voice sounded from the kitchen. I saw him standing in the middle of the door.

"You just came home, the food is on the table mom wants to go first, keep her from getting out of the house and don't mess around." Mother threatened me, flaunting a slit neck with her index finger.

"Yes ma'am, he thinks so negatively the same as his own son." I kissed the back of my mother's hand.

"Mother go first."

Mom passed away, I lazily threw the bag over the table and took off the red jacket to put it next to the bag. I grabbed the guitar on the corner of the sofa and threw the body on the sofa in the middle room playing the guitar for a while.

"You don't eat first?." Eva came with a glass of water and a plate of fried bananas she was sitting across the table.

Eva wore a red shirt, my shirt that I did not wear because of the smallness and long black pants owned by Dani's brother who also has not been used anymore.

"I'm not hungry." Eva just raised her shoulders indifferently.

Eva looked at my hand holding the guitar.

"Are you in a group with me in geography?." I nodded slowly.

"How do you know?." Eva pointed at my black watch.

"You turned out to be Dani's sister, you look pretty similar." I gulped down the water Eva brought.

"Thanks." -." Eva shrugged her shoulders again.

"What's your name?." Eva's question made me look at her.

"I guessed it."

"What?." Ask Eva.

"You don't know me."

Eva fluttered in her place, and then she stood up and turned her body away from the living room.

I started playing the guitar again, I closed my eyes enjoying the melody of my guitar. The last quote made me open my eyes.

"You..?." Lirih Eva, I was surprised to see Eva already standing in front of me her eyes were very difficult to interpret.

"Don't stop." Her speech.

"When have you been standing there?." Eva stepped up and sat down with me.

"Will you play it again?." Instead of answering my question he looked at my two-ball eyes, his blue eyes made my throat choked. I swallowed the saliva with great difficulty, my hands began to pluck the guitar strings back.

"How was school?." I looked at him in wonder.

"The school is bustling with news of your disappearance." My fingers are still playing guitar strings.

"Then?." Eva fixed her seat closer to me, so the child wants to make me hang well, I said in my heart.

"Your bodyguards came searching first class at a time, they made a missing person brochure complete with your picture along with three numbers you could call if you were found. They also follow the students when they go home from school to their doorstep."

Eva stared at the empty air.

"You?." My eyes refused to take her eyes off Eva.

"Of course I was also followed but me, Heru, and Dody managed to trick them."

Eva leaned her back against the sofa.

"Great you can get away with daddy's men. Don't stop please."

Eva realized that the melody of my guitar was going to stop, hearing her hopeful tone I repeated the guitar from the beginning.

"Tiara's worried about you." Eva took a long breath.

"I know." Answer Eva briefly.

"Dimas too." My lips twitched to Dimas' name.

"He'll know later." His answer made my heart feel a strange sigh.

"Why did you run away from home?." Eva leaned her head against my shoulder.

"I have to find someone." Eva's voice resuscitated me, I started strumming the guitar strings back that had stopped earlier.

"I'm sorry I didn't know you all this time." Eva put her arm against mine. My heart beats marathon, my goodness why I didn't change clothes first or wear perfume again if I think it's the smell of sweat.

"Fathur, my name is Fathur." Eva smiled thinly.

"Fathur regards my name as Eva."

I repeat again the melody quote of the song I made myself, this song does not have lyrics. I don't count how many times I played it. I glanced a little sideways.

"Heem..." Eva fell asleep on my shoulder. They say the most beautiful women when they sleep.

I smiled to see his peaceful face. I didn't expect to get this close to the cold girl as high as bud jaya.

"I'm here va always here." Mumbles.

My eyes began to heavy, and these eyes did not want to be invited to compromise, my mind held back sleepiness. It was as if there were two elephants hanging by the eyes and darkened.

******

Evas.

"They're like babies." I faintly heard the voice of a middle-aged woman.

"Gorilla baby, people are already on a big-gede spelled out baby." There was a male voice there too. Am I dreaming again?.

Slowly I opened my eyes, the first time I saw was Mr. Dani and his mother sitting across the table looking at me gently. Why are they here? I looked up to the side. I saw a pair of eyes looking at me confused, our face was only five cm away I could clearly see the cool face. As if hit by a heavy object I realized, my eyeballs widened in shock. As fast as lightning I retreated away from him as a result of my waist hit the sofa divider.

"Aaw!." I thought, he was just as surprised. The position that was sitting now has changed to stand with the guitar in his hand.

"Your voice wakes them up." Aunt Dila protested, I stared at them alternately.

"Sorry aunt, sorry sir it wasn't intentional really Eva didn't mean..." Fathur cut my sentence.

"Why don't you wake up Fathur." Fathur Protest.

"You fell asleep and mom couldn't wake you up." Definitely aunt Dila.

"Fathur come on, it's up to you to change clothes now or stay here you have to talk to Eva." Mr. Dani looked at me deeply, I nodded slowly.

Fathur sat back down but now we are quite far away, each in the right and left corner of the sofa.

"I have to hear all your explanations now." Pinta mr. Dani. Dani sir doesn't seem to be wearing his uniform anymore.

I took a slow breath before I started telling stories.

"So that's it." Mr. Dani said after I finished telling the chronology of how I could escape from the guards and meet with Mr. Dani on the sidelines.

"I know your father was a big conglomerate but the way he protected you is awkward in my opinion." Obviously mr. Dani.

"Right, the last four months I've been thinking that way too." Obviously, I don't know why when I told you with Mr. Dani there was no feeling of alert as usual.

"Have you never once gone unattended?." Ask Mr. Dani again, Fathur looks at me curiously.

"Earlier, when I first broke out without being discovered." There's no way I can tell you what really happened.

"Like something's covered up, your dad's like protecting you from something." Mr. Dani crossed his arms thinking hard. I didn't think my geography teacher was good at assessing situations either.

"Did your father have enemies?." Its effects.

"No, I don't have enemies of my own." I stared at the rustic painting hanging on the other side of the wall.

"How can you be so sure?." Now Fathur is talking.

"Because I know all the agendas of my father, his partners at home and abroad." Mr. Dani nodded in understanding.

"When do you want to go home?." Ask Mr. Dani, I took my eyes off the rustic painting and looked at Mr. Dani.

"There's something I have to look for, I'm not going home until I find it."

Aunt Dila shifted her sitting unsettled.

"What about your school?." Fathur's question made Mr. Dani switch to look at me.

"I'll take the class test." Aunt Dila shook her head slowly.

"It's getting complicated, Eva how do you look for it? there are a lot of people out there looking for you and what are you looking for? your parents must be worried right now."

Mr. Dani threw his back against the sofa, his face looked lethargic, definitely from exhaustion.

"There must be a cause for all this, everyone at home lied to me, I can't trust them. I have to find out for myself and finish it. I also don't want to spend my teenage years being escorted by those big tall guys."

I smiled at their calming smile. Everyone was flirting, aunt Dila was the first to notice.

"Well the story is a long time ago now Fathur you go to take a shower, Dani you finish your messy room." Mr. Dani and Fathur immediately got up from their seats.

"Yes ma'am." they answered compactly. I smiled hearing their answer, funny, my inner self.

Aunt Dila stood up to me and sat right next to me. Her hand gently grasped my hand, I looked at our hands both there was a small sigh there creeping up into my heart. There was no feeling of a clear liquid descending from the eyelids and falling on the back of his rough hand.

Is this the hand of a mother? it feels warm soothing, I said in my heart. A tear fell again on the back of that rough hand.

"Sorry." I wiped away the tears.

"Not a pa-nothing." Dila smiled warmly at me, I looked into her pacifying eyes.

"Your mother would be proud to have a child as beautiful and as smart as you." I looked back at the floor.

"Mom doesn't want me." My tears came down again and again.

"A mother must love her child and always want the best for the child, only a cruel mother does not want her child."

Aunty Dila's words hit my chest.

"My mom is cruel." Aunt Dila was shocked to hear my answer but she immediately smiled to calm me down.

"Mother never touched me and spoke to me lest she touch me and speak to me nor would she ever want to." My voice shakes every word I say.

"You're not trying to get close to him?." Ask aunt Dila softly.

"It was but he was mad at me." Aunt Dila tightened her hand.

"Your mother must have her own reasons why she did that to you, remember that heaven's son is on my feet." I stared at Aunt Dila inside.

"Is she worthy of being called a mother?." Aunt Dila was aghast in shock then she smiled gently, again.

"The person who gave birth to you is a mother, son, you will, after all, remain her flesh and blood." I still stared at Dila without blinking.

"If I may choose I want to be born of aunty's womb." I really feel very comfortable if I am near Aunt Dila, what is this feeling? I've never felt this before. Tears fell from the corner of the eye that began to wrinkle it.

"Aunty can I hug aunty?." My mind is soft, I bite my lower lip holding my sobbing sound, this chest feels tight my lungs are also very difficult to process oxygen in there.

"Come here, my mother's here."

Aunt Dila grabbed me into her arms. I buried myself in her chest my tears broke I couldn't help it anymore, we both cried together. Is this a mother's embrace? I feel safe in his arms, warm. I don't want to take it off.

"You're a strong girl," on the sidelines of aunt Dila's cries stroked my back.

"Now don't call aunty again yeah, call mom."

I fell silent in disbelief at what I heard, I took off his hug staring at the bead.

"Can?." Just a sigh coming out of my throat. Aunt Dila nodded slowly and smiled sweetly.

"I-mom..." I said stammering, we hugged again.

"Yes, son." Answer my new mother.

After a long cry now I sleep in the lap of aunt Dila, she fiddled with my hair with her fingers.

"First, I wanted a daughter, but I loved two boys." Aunt Dila.

"Fathur's Father?." I asked carefully because since the first time I came to this house I never saw his father.

"He died son, in a motorcycle accident eight years ago." Definitely aunt Dila.

"Sorry mom Eva didn't mean to..." Aunt Dila smiled as she shook her head slowly.

"It's okay, it's an unforgettable memory."

"Waking there in the afternoon, girls at this hour haven't had a bath." Connect aunt Dila.

Actually I still want to linger sleeping there but it's also true said aunt Dila my body is sticky. Before leaving I hugged Aunt Dila at a glance and then went from there to take a towel that was bought by Aunt Dila last night, the convenience store is not far from here.

I stood in front of the bathroom door, because there were still residents there. This house has only one bathroom and three rooms, a simple house model.

The door opens someone out only using a towel wrapped around the waist. The body of the sick pack and the muscles are clearly visible, I quickly close my eyes with a towel in the hand.