A World Without Seams

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"Hul... It's right there!" Andre pointed towards the fence beside the building. Rachel raised her face and noticed the direction Andre mentioned. There was a silvery-haired young man walking while embracing a girl. Anger overpowered Rachel.

The girl walked quickly so as not to lose track of Jim anymore. Even now he was a little run followed by Andre who was still confused by Rachel's attitude that afternoon.

Rachel pulled the man's hand and the man turned around with a face full of question marks.

"Jim!" call Rachel. The man looked at her in astonishment.

"I'm sorry, I'm not Jim" the man said to the girl beside him.

"I'm sorry, I guess my friend. Sorry once again. I got the wrong person," Rachel apologized. The couple continued on the road. Rachel turned around as her face glazed over to look at Andre.

"It's okay, you may have misjudged. I'll help you find out, okay?" andre hugged Rachel. Rachel was crying in Andre's arms. He was convinced it was Jim, the man he was looking for and wanted him to forget. Jim was not there.

"Come, I'll take you home" Andre asked Rachel.

"He's coming home with me!" suddenly one voice behind them made Rachel stop crying.

"Bram?" rachel asked in disbelief. Bram nodded and took Rachel home.

"He's coming home with me!" andre's resolute voice made Rachel look up, then realized she was in Andre's arms and immediately retreated.

"Come Hel!" bram's orders were firm, this time his face hardened. Frighteningly.

"But..."

"Now!" orders again. Rachel immediately apologized to Andre and walked behind Bram. Andre nodded slowly before he returned to his car and turned back.

"You're why it's so hard to tell, don't get near him. He's not as good as you think he is,"

"Brake..."

"It's hard to explain. If why-why with you, what would I say to your mother?"

"But all this time I was alone. You're busy with your girlfriends, too,"

"Yes okay! I have been more attentive to them than you. But I can't take my responsibility,"

"Udah Bram, I'm dizzy!" Rachel said so while shedding tears.

"Jeez Helllllll..." Bram pulled over his car and wiped the tears on Rachel's cheeks.

"I... " Rachel didn't continue, she just cried. Bram hugged her and rubbed Rachel's long hair.

"What's wrong? Is there anything I've been through?" ask Bram. Rachel just shook her head and continued to cry. It took 30 minutes until Rachel completely stopped crying.

"Sorry," whispered Rachel as she picked up the tissue and wiped her increasingly red nose.

"We go home first..."

"No! Can I stay somewhere else besides home tonight?" ask Rachel.

"Yeah we can, we're staying somewhere" Bram said.

"We?" Rachel assured her hearing.

"Yes, will I tell you myself? Later you'll be more chaotic, strange and uncontrolled," Bram's nagging gets longer.

That night Bram became a very chatty man. He accompanied Rachel, took her around looking for food in street food, tasting various snacks. Although Rachel only ate a little, Bram did not despair. He bought a lot of food. He even bought her a Marsha balloon. Rachel accepts with a face like a boiled crab. Redder.

He was really embarrassed, he was not a sad little kid, whining for snacks and balloons. But Bram treated her so, that many people smiled at them.

"Thanks Bram" said Rachel as she played the balloons in her hand. They were sitting on a bench facing the city. The bench is reserved for hill visitors. There are many sellers also visitors who come just to enjoy the blips of city lights.

"For?" tanya Bram sipped her coffee.

"Today, everyone. The inn included this balloon," said Rachel smiling as she played her thread making the balloon go up and down.

"Hmmm..." Bram just nodded.

"Bram...!" call Rachel.

"What?" Bram looked at Rachel beside him.

"Sorry to be troublesome,"

"That's all you know" replied Bram.

"That's why...!" Rachel hit Bram on the shoulder. "But Bram seriously, I'm fucked up, thanks for everything," Rachel continued.

"What's wrong? What was crying on the street? Where do you want to be in the hugging of the guy," said Bram.

"Jealous sir?" Rachel Goda.

"Do you want me to live here alone?" bram cuek said.

"That's just getting angry!" Rachel's murmur.

"What's wrong?"

"So, ever since the hospital incident, I've lost someone's figure,"

"Who? Do you have a boyfriend?" bram asked, Rachel nodded.

"But it's only a day" Rachel replied. Bram scrunched his forehead and looked at Rachel in surprise.

"Can't you move on?" bram asked while dodging, as Rachel came back to shower him with a punch on the shoulder.

"No, that night I was. But tomorrow he forgets" said Rachel. He turned to Bram who covered his mouth with a hat for holding back a laugh even though he faintly sounded. Rachel prepared to hit Bram immediately dodged and laughed complacently.

"Hahahaha sorry, 24-hour belom courtship has forgotten him? Can't you move on? history is a mah," said Bram.

"No, I wonder why he forgot. That night we walked, and it was strange that he just woke up from a coma,"

"Deed... Undeterred... Undeterred. It's me who's wrong or wrong story. That night you walked, and the next morning he was in a coma with amnesia? Why emang? A wreck?" ask Bram.

"Yes, the next morning he's amnesic. Keep forgetting everything about me. Last time her parents told me not to see her until she was well. But it's been too long and that afternoon I was squirming him in the field. When he came down, he wasn't there. I'm sure it's him,"

"Masa? Sure you didn't see it wrong? Or his late kangen, even menggebayangin him," said Bram.

"Perhaps, too," Rachel replied softly. At the moment he does not want to tell Bram the details of the problem. Just talking like this made him a little relieved. He needed a story companion today and tried to forget his memories with Jim in the park across from his house.

"Later to help you find her, don't be sad. We're back at the inn. It's almost midnight" Bram said. Rachel nodded and finished her drink before moving on. Not to forget he brought a balloon Marsha gave Bram. Although a little embarrassed but he carried it on. He felt Bram could be sweet too. The girls are many. Hopefully Rachel is not a potential love victim of the playboy flip-flops.