Alexio "Pink Diary"

Chapter 2 (Revised)

Alexio inhaled deeply the air of his homeland which he had left 4 years ago. His steps still do not want to match his parents. He chose behind, pretending to concern himself with his own gadgets.

“Bring all the suitcases into the car, and don't let Alexio hitch a ride. Fill the car with anything so that he can not enter.” Bisma's word to the leader of his personal bodyguard secretly.

“Siap mr.” Answer the bodyguard and rush to tell all his subordinates to do the Bhishma command earlier.

Sure enough, once in the car, there is no gap for Alexio to ride in the car other than his parents.

He stared full of search. “Move there, I want it here.” He said coldly, his eyes sharply staring at his father's petrified men in their respective chairs.

“I said p-i-n-d-a-h.” The master pressed the last word, but the silence of the answer.

Close your eyes, then stare at the second car containing his parents.

“Quick move, if you don't want me to beat you all.” Cold threatened.

“Ma-sorry sir, ka-we do not dare to move to the car lord Bisma.” Sahut the bodyguard inside who is a subordinate only. Because the leader was in the second car as his father's driver at once.

“Quickly, I don't want to know.” Ketus Alexio, but for a second he came out, the car door was automatically closed. It was a surprise in Alexio.

“How dare they.” He said, pounding the car door hard with his feet and then swinging towards the car where his parents were.

“Alexio.” Linda turned her head when Alexio was already at the passenger door side

“Mas--.” Not finished Linda said, Alexio instead refused his step into the taxi. He chose to ride in another vehicle rather than with his parents.

“ALEXIO!!!” call Bisma screaming seeing her son leave just like that.

“Quick follow!!” Order Bisma immediately so that the car follows the departure of the prince only wayangnya.

“Siap mr.” Reply bodyguard. The car rushes to pull the gas and follows the blue taxi.

While in a taxi...

“Petan pack. I will pay dearly if the car in the back does not reach this taxi.” Alexio promises the driver who is confused by the request of his passengers.

Brak!!!

The money he put on the dashboard. Not rupiah, but a fraction of dollars that Alexio confidently put there.

“Hah!!” gawking already the driver found the foreign money landed in front of his vision.

“That money, take it. Origin of this taxi away from the car behind.” Repeat Alexio gave an appointment to the driver next to him.

“Si-ready.” Sahut driver undertakes and immediately press the gas pedal to go faster. Even the taxis among other vehicles prove that the driver should be relied upon Alexio to be far from the reach of his parents.

“Don't hope you guys can set me up. Don't expect.” Alexio's cursing was barely even heard.

“Master, we lost track of Mr. Alexio.” Guards controlling the car along with Bisma tell him that his men who are in front lose the taxi that brought Alexio.

“Sial!! Where the boy went again.” She growled, and made Linda beside her suddenly worried.

“Alexio.” He was crying and drifting at the same time.

“Quiet. We'll search until we get.” Bhishma calms his wife.

“Track his GPS.” Bhishma's orders are taken by her bodyguard,

The bodyguard immediately opened the screen where Alexio was, but instantly the screen displaying Alexio's position was lost.

“Lost sir. Looks like Mr. Alexio turned off his phone.” Report the guard who responded to Bisma with a strong sigh.

“Track the others, isn't it...” is not finished he said it he remembered something... “Sial!!! The bag containing GPS was not carried.” Bisma clenched her hand imagining Alexio rebelling again.

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The lake is the destination. He had forgotten how to remember the existence of this place.

“Peace. This is what I want.” He said, stepping towards the small pier in the middle of the lake.

His breath sounded relieved. “Quiet.” He judges around. And then he laid his body on the wooden board of the seat. Staring at the afternoon sky is so beautiful with a bias of orange light among the blue sky color.

His hand reached into something behind his sling bag. Things that are always taken wherever they go. Alexia Diary.

August 31, 2008

Hi Al.

You said you'd come back tomorrow, right?

Wuihhh I can't wait.

Let's go home. I really like Al.

Love you my brother.

Alexio reread the sheet that made his heart warm up instantly.

September 7th, 2008

Alexio was so ugly.

But I like it, because Al can play again

Yeeeee may Al recover and may maen again.

Unknowingly, her tears flowed in her brazen manner. Alexio's longing for his late twin. Being born from the same womb, being together for 9 months in the womb, and 11 years of friends, can not take those memories for granted. Moreover, Alexia's death was triggered by her loyalty to protect herself.

Groping the part of his body that has Alexia's heart there, “This heart, do you keep it cool like this, Alexia? Why don't I feel the slightest warmth from this heart of yours.” He complained.

“Al, later if you're healed. Take me for a walk yes.you have traveled a lot of the world, I demo at home.” The words of Alexia who at that time begged him to one day also invited to walk out of the cold place. The house that locked Alexia up with the servants and guards. Leave an 8-year-old girl without her parents and twin.

“I'll take you anywhere, Alexia. I-i promise. But... after I take revenge on them.” Alexio's Promise

3 Hours he locked himself in that silent lake. Until now he was right in one of the tall buildings, his residence which he bought a few hours ago.

Personal apartment. Unbeknownst to both parents.

Look, how cool is that luxury apartment for the son of Bisma Suprapto, right?

He moved his head to the left and to the right, a sign of his tiredness today. Then his feet moved to reach the door handle which was his room so that he could immediately run towards the bathroom to clean himself.

1 hour later, he came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist. “I forgot my clothes.” His frowns upset himself. He had indeed escaped from his parents only carrying a sling bag, containing a wallet and a cellphone.

And now, he had to hold back until the clothes he was ordering would be delivered somehow minutes away.

Choosing to wait, he grabbed his phone. Light up and soon get busy with his game world.

30 Minutes later, the sound of his apartment doorbell rang loudly, making the owner rush to the door, still with a towel on his body.

Chequek!

“Your house is not here. Alexio, home!”