Aretta & Secrets

Aidan's Pov again

Sunday came again and it coincided with the day of visits by police, detectives and customers. It's hard to keep track of all the people who come and go on this busy weekend. After I fell asleep in Aretta's bed, I found myself waking up on Sunday afternoon with a blanket covering my body haphazardly. Aretta's scent filled my nose and I smiled as I felt the scent as if it wrapped me in her warm embrace.

And when I really came to my senses, I started to realize that the girl wasn't here. My body jumped and ran out of his bedroom. I immediately went to find Gio who now seemed to walk hand in hand with two policemen. Ana herself now appears to be sitting on the sofa with a grim face.

My steps stopped, and everyone started looking at me. Missing for a moment my view was only focused on Gio who was trying hard. The man could even straightforwardly explain the incident about his sister's abduction.

Now their focus had disappeared from my direction and they began to continue the conversation that had been delayed. To date, there is no clue. Two days have passed.

I massaged my head that was starting to hurt, "What about the car plate I told you yesterday? Vehicle plate with number B2402UI. Have you been able to track down who owns the car?"

"We have asked the relevant department for help but the owner of the car has not registered his car. You have also been around to find the car but until now it has not produced results."

I force my brain to find solutions. The police are still talking, this time on his goal on Gio.

"If this continues for the next few days, our chances of finding a victim are running low."

The words made me scream, "What does that mean. We believe the police will help find the victim, feed him to make a report. If your performance is like this, it's the same as letting the victim live in fear out there."

The two policemen bowed their heads and did not speak. I got sick and rushed straight to the stairs to get out. The anger that controls me forces me to run to stabilize my emotions. If they don't want to do it. I'll move myself.

My home is exactly the same as when I left. My room also still looks messy because I finished getting ready on Saturday I have not had time to clean it up. That night, I was very enthusiastic to choose the outfit I used in the grand opening event. Because I'm going to meet Aretta and I don't want to make my appearance unattractive.

And now I'm getting ready in the same place for a different purpose. Before making plans, I decided to clean up my room first. All the shirts and shirts that were scattered outside immediately I gathered I returned them to their original place. I also have to clean all the rooms in the house, and it looks like the mission to find Aretta this time will take a long time and my focus will also be completely sidetracked in the search for the girl.

Finished with the house I went back to look for something.

After getting what I needed, I immediately took the items to the workspace . I tried to forget the last trace of the meeting between me and the girl here. I just have to focus on finding it.

I threw away all the insignificant things that were on the desk. Then write on the board while making a plan.

I draw a lot of things, write things down until the sun goes back down. After remembering what happened that day. I started writing important things that could be used as clues. The target I was looking for was very clear. He's a man of great stature. The man who can do anything because yesterday I saw him hit Aretta without guilt. And one of the most important things, I had to take the license plate owner. If I manage to find out who the owner is, the path to finding Arreta will be easier.

I was tired and decided to rest my body. Not only the mind, my body must be in prime condition there again I also still have to take care of the exams of the students. For Rafa and Rendi, this might sound evil, but I don't want my student to come to mind. Maybe I'll say that the girl's fine.

***

I just carelessly threw my shirt. I don't want to bother preparing breakfast or packing my own lunch, all I have to do for now is get through the day with no weight in sight. I ended up being a robot during my teaching. My mind just goes around thinking about Aretta. About what he's doing right now.

Is he hurt?

How's the residence?

A lot of people think about it because I'm worried about it.

The news of Aretta's disappearance has reached the ears of the teachers, but they assume the girl is running away. I'm upset. They didn't know anything but instead cornered the poor girl.

I chose to sit at one of the staff tables while sipping my coffee and trying to block the conversation that was happening behind me.

"Gue can sit?" I looked up and saw the God with a fake grin on his face. I raised my eyebrows as a gesture and he immediately pulled out a chair to sit down. As on Saturday, he still walked stiffly. His back remained upright as he unpacked his lunch.

The god seemed to roll up the sleeves of the black shirt he was wearing and I could see the typical tattoos of his group poking out. It reminded me of one time I saw him smoking in front of a group of young people downtown. I also heard their conversations about going in and out of the group. In essence he threatened the teenagers not to turn away. He demanded and all the teenagers there nodded their heads excitedly. They seemed eager to get into the group.

Until now I still wonder why the school accepted the man as a teacher and why the school did not check the background which is actually not too difficult to trace.

Every time I'm with that guy, I always feel like he has a double personality. One of them he can be a very cruel figure beyond what I think. But at this moment the figure he showed was a figure of a space personality.

I took my mind off but kept on reminding myself that this man is dangerous.

The god looked up and started talking to me, "Thinking about Aretta huh? Your quiet but clever classmate, right?" He asked as he sipped tea from his cup.

I glanced at him, holding a curious stare, "Yes," I replied.

"She's a good girl." The god commented and resumed his meal.

I watched the man curiously as he sat in a strange position, "Loe is sick?"  my many. His eyes turned towards me and I could see a flash of panic in them before the familiar shadow seemed to pass through his eyes, but the shadow disappeared too quickly.

"Yes, my neck is troubled. Yesterday I had a fight with a new girl I kept her hitting my neck hard. Actually it's just a joke, but he's too excited."

Actually I'm suspicious about him getting a neck wound . It was the same wound that Arreta had inflicted on the man who kidnapped her. But I immediately brushed it off because there was no way the man was the culprit.

"What is the nature of your new girl?"

The god seemed to be surprised by the question I asked, but the man kept trying to answer, "He's funny, a little emotional."

The safest explanation that won't provoke suspicion. Even so I remain curious and it feels like I asked about the car he was driving. Maybe at first the thought of him abducting sounds reasonable, but I can't shake the feeling that something's wrong here. I don't know why he seems to have a hand in Arreta's disappearance.

In the end I didn't ask anything. There were some students who had the same state as Gods. I asked a lot of questions but none of them showed up around the store and again they did not know Arreta personally.

But curiosity made me decide the craziest thing. I recorded the address of the student who had the same state as God. After browsing the school website and looking for the address I decided to go to the student's home first.

And again I also recorded the address of the Gods. Just in case.