Black Dahlia

Black Dahlia
14



“What is your relationship


with Fernando Germanotta?,” that question sounds a regular question. But


to him this is a trap question. ‘Who told you


police?’ the mind kept swirling around in his head. He didn't answer


that question. He remained silent for a few seconds, waiting and selecting an officer


to ask her next question. He realized that the officer kept looking


her eyes.


            “He's just my sister's customer, no


more than that officer.” Obviously a lie. The officer knew that. Hayden


Haranta harbors more lies. Lying to police officers


it is not wise, especially in an interrogation position. Police officer


let that thing. He's just writing down the facts if Hayden lied about


his relationship with Fernando Germanotta. The fact that Hayden lied, makes


he is the prime suspect in this case.


            “Then what happened to


that night Hayden? We know you were on the night of the incident. In fact, we know if


all of the suspects were on the scene that night. Tell me version


mu Hayden.” Hayden felt suffocated. Like an asthma person who lacks oxygen.


But, Hayden had no asthma, and oxygen wasn't running out in the room


interrogations. The officer knew that Hayden was hiding something. His face is visible


fear and panic. And the officer knows if it only takes a few sentences, and a case


this exhausting will be over soon. For Hayden, this case is far from word


done that. The main culprit is still wandering around, and will never be caught


police parties. Hayden bit his lower lip. And not take it off, though,


until he opened his mouth.


            “I need a lawyer. I have rights


to silence. You can't force me to speak to an officer,” Hayden said


quieter. Like all the panic and fear he had felt disappeared. Him


just inhale a lot of air, and say that sentence.


            “We understand. Thank you


Hayden.”


            Day


Wednesday was supposed to be the day that all the disciples wore scout uniforms.


Then, appeared Zach who uses black batik with black trousers.


Not carrying a bag. If there are students who do not know Zach, then they can


it's certain that people will think he's at school. Library


the school opens at 4 a.m., and Zach should have come to take all of it


4 hours. However, he could not even get up at 6. They both just woke up 10


the minute ago. With Hayden and Zach now holding the lunchbox


they each walked towards the school gate.


            “Ola, Andrew.” Zach clamped his hp


with his head and shoulders while eating. Andrew called, and it's worth knowing


Andrew is the type of person who does not use his cellphone in the morning. If


Andrew's calling Zach now, then that must be some important business.


            “Can


you brought all that to me? I was walking towards the school yard.


Ah, okay. Hayden's! Can you take my phone off my shoulder?,” shouted Zach who


still clamping his hp. The movement of his hands that kept scooping the yellow rice


the faster, the closer the distance to the class.


            Hayden


take Zach's phone and put it in Zach's pants pocket. The two of them


split up when I got to Zach's classroom. Instantly, Zach only realized that he


don't know what class Hayden was in and where. So looking in the direction


Hayden left, Hayden was out of sight. Zach forgot to ask for a number


Hayden's. He patted his eel. And Andrew is leaning against the frame


the door can only be confused.


            Andrew


hand over the bag, and also Zach's shirt. “This is a strange morning. By the way


who is he?.” Zach immediately shouldered his backpack. The weight cannot


described. There are roughly 6 thick books of different lessons, no


including 2 major books. He's rolling his shirt around on his wrist


nya. “Hayden Haranta, my new friend, and I think I'll be your new friend. You


know which class she is from?,” asked Zach while entering the class


half filled. “12 IPS SPECIAL. You know the class that filled the kids scholarship


which super-super smart?”


            Zach


never heard anything about that class, nor the bunch of scholarship kids


the super-super smart. He's also a scholarship holder, but Zach feels right now


he's not that smart. Zach doesn't realize how much he doesn't know


about Hayden. They both spent a lot of time, inside


a lot, according to Zach last night was a lot. And Zach feels close to


Hayden's. But, there was not a single thing that Zach knew. Hayden still feels


mysterious to Zach.


            Three


the clock isn't a long time for Zach to get through. But, just now it was three


math lesson hours. Zach views his grade kids mostly as


hypocrites. They like to ask for answers and ask for help in terms of lessons


at Zach, but Zach often finds them talking about Zach in the


backside. Zach just really doesn't care if the one asking is Andrew.


And Zach doesn't really care about them. Just another year to go


graduation, and the one thing Zach doesn't want to have right now is


high School fights and drama.


            Fernando


it is the worst. He was a friend of Zach's. They are hostile because


Fernando got a new friend, and over time not as close as he used to be


with Zach. Then, Zach is too upset with Fernando's new friend, they


jealous and afraid of being alone. A few days after deciding for yourself,


Zach meets Andrew in the school cafeteria. Zach is sitting reading


his novel, without touching his hodgepodge was approached by Andrew. Since then, since,


they become friends, and Zach's aloof plan just vanishes in the cafeteria.


            Andrew


sleeping in class. So Zach decided to go down to the canteen. Canteen


elizabeth High School is the most unique. The dining room is outside


chamber. With a garden of dahlias painted black. Strange, but according to


kids art club, red too ‘normal’ for Elizabeth High School. Zach buy


hodgepodge and sit right next to the black dahlia park. Suddenly one


the girl sat beside Zach, then faced Zach and smiled utteringly


good mornin.


            “Pages


Zachary. I rarely see you sitting here.” When people say if


Marsella is a friendly girl, Zach is not too sure of that fact.


Until that happened. What's with the hodgepodge in the school cafeteria?


Every time he ate a hodgepodge in the cafeteria and sat down by himself, there was always someone who


approaching himself. Zach is a little disgusted by Marcella's call on


her self. ‘Zachary’ causes nausea and goosebumps for Zach. In two


more years in Elizabeth High School, only teachers call Zach ‘Zachary’


then came Marsella.


            “Pagi.


I often bring food from home, but because of bad luck then today


no. gabe. How was your morning?” Zach throws away the idea of approaching Clara Mara today


these. The idea was replaced with ‘near Marcella Gonzela’. It's like


a big catch of fish. The one who wanted Zach to approach him instead approached himself


to Zach. But admittedly, this was a pretty awkward conversation. Zach


the nervous one and Zach who never spoke a word with


Marcellas.


            “Boring!


My phone was confiscated by Ms. Hamjah just because my mother called me during class.


Though I tried to turn it off,” said Marsella memelas. “How about


you?.” This conversation is too normal. Zach felt an outside awkwardness


ordinary from this conversation. It felt like Zach was dying to yawn, and Zach kept going


shut his mouth not to give a bad first impression. While


speaking of his mornings, he kept turning his brain to search for the topic


that good. More or less can be concluded if Marsella is the one who carries


topic of this conversation.


            “Wild


i guess. You are the one who carried the topic of this conversation Marsella?,” Hayden said


suddenly appeared behind them. He then jumped over the foundation of the garden


about not too high. And sit in the middle of Zach and Marsella.


Whether this is what Zach wants or not. But at least now the topic


it won't be as loud as it was.


            Hayden


patting Zach and Marsella on the shoulders, then pointing behind them. Floral


dahlia black. “You know why the art club boy painted his dahlia colors


black?.” Hayden took turns staring at Zach's eyes, then Marsella, and then continued


repeat until one of them answers. Zach only


shaking her head, so did Marsella. If it's Zach, he just wants to know


answer without guessing.


            “Dahlia


red represents dishonesty and betrayal. Then the art club boy


think if dishonesty and betrayal do not reflect reality


the world. They then added a black color, which they interpreted as


death for treason and dishonesty.” Zach's not too much of a take


dizziness and care about the meaning of the collection of flowers that are rarely even seen.


But one thing Zach got from that information was, that kid's an art club


the content is edgy people.


Instantly, Zach gets a flashback to his Junior High, especially early puberty.


Those disgusting memories give Zach goosebumps and feels like


talk of an edgy art club boy should stop immediately.


            “Good.


We got a bunch of freaks here. Um! Let's change direction


this talk. You're empty tonight Marsella?,” asked Zach quickly and


which I don't know where Zach was surfing just now. Zach immediately realized what


just said when Hayden gave her the look ‘what you just did


do dude!?’. Zach patted his jidat slowly.


            “Mari


meet at school. 5 O'clock, don't be late Zachary.” Marsella then


stand up and hold Zach's head and stroke him before he leaves


leaving canteen. Hayden looked confused. And if Hayden's confused, let alone


Zach. He was silent and super confused as to what had just happened. Firstly,


that sudden date, then Marsella's act. Zach was sure if he was just thinking too much


this, and Zach is committed to not falling out. Zach's Destination to Marsella


just an informant to solve the school's mystery.


            “That night of mass, why did you punch


Fernando over there Hayden?,” asked the police officer. Hayden's been with the lawyers


nya. But still, a lawyer or no lawyer, no one can


it removed the taste Hayden was experiencing at the moment. What's happening now,


not as planned. Their plan would fail if Hayden


doing the wrong thing. Hayden knew it, if it was their success


now on Hayden's shoulders. Hayden was the second to be interviewed. Clara


it worked out well, but Hayden, who knows what it's gonna be


happen.


            “Only a normal quarrel


high School boy, I'm sure you used to experience or even do things


similar, officer.” The officer was seen not eating Hayden's answer. But, sure


just Hayden's answer wasn't enough to let Hayden go. Attractive officer


a piece of paper from the envelope on the table. The paper was read with


hurry, then put it back in the envelope. No one knows what the envelope is


that's. But clearly, there is a connection with Hayden, Zach, and Marsella.


            “What Fernando did to


mu's? I mean, if it's just a normal High School kid's fight, there's no harm


to tell a story, right?,” said the officer as he put the paper into the envelope.


His eyes looked straight at Hayden.


            Hayden looked at the lawyer


stand behind him. The lawyer then stood beside Hayden. Him


put both hands on the table. “That question is better off


to Fernando Germanotta. I think the question for my client is done.


We're goin. Good night officer.”End of Hayden's interrogation. Or


that's what Hayden thought. Whoever's next, Hayden's just


hope he doesn't fail. Whoever he is, he should be able to close this case to


forever. For Marsella, and for the safety of others.


School is still crowded. Wednesday is an extra day


elizabeth Scout Club. The club is the most hated club


most students. In addition to the mandatory 1-year scout policy for all


pupil. Scouts in Elizabeth are judged to be too many coercive rules and regulations


bind his students. Hayden was one of the founding disciples of Rejection Club


Scout Elizabeth, or PKPE. The content is the whole of Elizabeth's clubs


join one to ask the principal to shut down the club and eliminate the


mandatory one year policy. They never succeeded, but their members


always increasing.


            Marcella


sitting on a rusted iron bench near the parking lot. Him


look beautiful today to Zach. Her hair is stroked, and she's a black choker


with a rope that runs down. Zach stopped for a while on the side of the road and


see his body. Yes, it is invisible. Zach is wearing a jersey


black basketball with gold-colored fringe and shabby basketball pants. Zach


patting his head and feeling stupid. He now looks like the man who


just finished playing basketball and decided to ask people out.


            “ZACHARY!,”


marsella shouted from her seat. He waved his hand. Then


running towards Zach. Zach is preparing himself to think hard


preparing many topics throughout the journey. His heart is pounding


firmer. No, of course not because Zach likes Marsella. It's just


Zach likes to feel awkward with people he doesn't know well.


Especially since Zach likes to think about what others think of him.


            “You


beautiful looks Marsella.” Hayden was the one who told Zach to say


like those. Now Marsella's reaction will determine whether Hayden will


hit Zach tomorrow or not.


            “Dan


you look sexy. I didn't know you used earrings, noses, and


got tattoo.” Marsella pulls Zach's hand and starts walking. “Come. Let me just


be your city guide tonight.”


            Zach


redden. Very-very red. No one ever mentioned earrings and


her tattoos. And now, it's really red. Beat all the red on things


her, and ends up on her left bicep. I know, Zach looks really stupid


now it's. Zach smiled to himself, and suddenly became excited. Zach which


it appears that her commitment to investigating the school's mysteries is shifting.


            They


not eating or drinking or even doing the usual thing he thought of


most teenagers do when there are only two. Both.


Together. And maybe put too much hope on each other? Hayden and Marsella


walk around the city. Far enough, until it feels like they're already


walk for more than 30 minutes. This time, there were a lot of conversations that they had.


Of course, it wasn't Zach who started. Marcella's the one who keeps starting the topic.


Marsella doesn't mind it, instead she sees Zach as a guy


it is sexy and cute at the same time. Zach's mind was confused as to what he was


do so. He didn't even ask Marsella anything about the school's mysteries.


That night, Zachary Zebua just enjoyed his normal teenage night with the girl


popular SMA. The night that other high school guys look forward to.


            They


walk into a housing that looks like a rich man's housing.


The houses are multi-storey with lots of white paint. Their garden is very large, though,


and come to think of it, this vast garden here is as big as Zach's home kitchen. Over here


crowded. Many houses are partying, or so it looks. A lot


also the one who walks outside. Couple and not alone. Marcella


stop at a house. Three-story house on a T-shaped street. Homehouse


white with a 360-degree swimming pool on the top floor.


            Marcella


pull Zach's hand to get inside. The house is dark. And also deserted. No


there was a sound other than the sound of Zach and Marsella's shoes. “My parents don't live in


here's. So it's just the two of us Zachary.” Zach has been watching too much


videos and movies like this, that sentence, are the beginning of the beginning


not good and also good. Zach didn't reply. He just follows


Marsella climbed to the third floor of her house. Zach knows Andrew will be very excited


look at this pool. Zach took a photo of his pool.


            “I


do not know tennis athletes like the pool,” said Marsella who came to bring


soju bottle. How did Zach know it was a bottle of soju? Zach and Andrew are


best soju drinkers in Aseline. Of course, they broke the rules by


drinking under age. But don't all teenagers do that?


            “Kita


not allowed to drink Marsella,” said Zach to look plain in front of Marsella.


Zach was immediately disgusted by what he said. He's not usually


trying to keep his reputation like this. Zach is an honest man


the ceplos. And his words just now, completely changed him. “Brave


bet on? There are no teenagers in this small town who have never had a drink or


breaking rules. Junior High School children in our school have even been riding a motorcycle.


It also violates the rules instead of Zach.”


            Marcella


really teasing Zach tonight. Switching calls from Zachary to Zach


make Zach really fly. And if it can be expressed in words, Zach


he was excited by Marsella's voice. Zach puffed his head into the sky


nightly. His fingers pressed his eyeballs and rubbed his. Then, Zach


take a lot of breath. Trying to re-tune his brain. Endeavored


to restore himself back to his original goal. “Sorry Marsella. But, I


serious. Like her I have to go home.”


            “I


like on you.”


            Zach


trying to digest what he just heard. Marsella likes Zach.


If only Andrew and Hayden were next to Zach right now to tell him


what he should say. Because in the depths of Zach's heart, he's the same


I have no feelings for Marsella. In fact, Zach accused Marsella


as the mastermind of the school mystery. This date, and all Zach did was


to get the information. And if what Marsela said is true, then,


Zach feels very guilty.


            Hand


Zach grabs the bottle of soju that Marsella put on the table, and drinks it up


finished in one gulp. When I said Zach was the best drinker, I


mean business. Zach then dropped himself into the pool behind


nya. Really, Marsella seemed confused as to what had just happened. Thus


also Zach. He doesn't know how, why or why. Zach didn't drown


as he always does. He floats in the pool with his shoes and all over


her clothes are still attached. “Marsella, you sure if you don't like it


the wrong person?,” said Zach slowly as he looked up at the night sky. Till


finally it all felt dark, and slowly it felt like Zach was falling inside,


and it's getting deeper.


Zach's body has not retraced the ground. Her body


it trembled and its head was on top of people's backs. Zach is


sponsored by Andrew. Zach then pretended to be asleep. Memories of what is new


it just happened to start entering very quickly into his brain. She felt ashamed.


Sipped a bottle of soju and drowned in the pool of even unknown people


her well. The night that was supposed to be a date turned into something


far from the word dating. Zach is still leaning on Andrew's back, but eyes


it's not closed. He kept looking down the road.


            “Accept


love Andrew,” said Zach slowly like a person who woke up. Him


then wriggled for Andrew to let go. “Haaa.. we, no need.


discuss what just happened, okay?”


            “What


the one that just happened at Marsella's house, Zach?” When Zach hopes nothing


discussing the shameful matter, Andrew instead started a conversation on the topic


that's. In fact, it feels like Zach won't be staring at Marsella tomorrow. Zach feels already


do something really embarrassing, which of course Marsella will remember


until they graduate. Scenario how to avoid Marsella for one


the year is now playing out in Zach's brain.


            “Soju.


Pool. Fall off. Assistance. Carry.” Zach doesn't seem to know yet if he's


not drunk or drunk or really stupid. Zach then fell


purposely towards Andrew's body. “I beg you to forgive me, this will not


happened again.” Zach shook his head and held Zach again


to his back. They walked to Andrew's house. Andrew knows Zach doesn't


will be conscious until morning. They both spent too much


time together, to the point that they can know every inch of their bodies both.


            Month


it's shining brightly. It's not cloudy tonight. And the moon is round


perfect. If Zach is in his house, he'll go up to the tile. Heads


facing the sky. Watching Netflix while eating biscuits dipped in


in tea. But tonight, he's lying on Andrew's back. “You know


Andrew's? I'm not sure if I'm currently conscious or not?”


            Andrew


he's pulling his head back, until his hair hits Zach's face.


“Your hair is smooth,” said Zach slowly and very gently. He looks like


baby now. A really annoying baby. “Means you're aware.


Well, Zach, when was the last time I warned you to stop drinking?


We're in 12th grade, blah blah and blah blah again, we have to learn, you know that


wasn't he? I swear this doesn't sound like me, but you dreamt of entering UI


no?” Andrew Edden is neither a person who pursues value, nor is he a person of worth


his pupils are learning, repeating, sleeping, and repeating those activities until


graduating. Andrew is a mischievous rebel who is damn talented. He gets


scholarship to the United States. Andrew was determined to help


Zach, at least get into a university that he thinks is impossible.


            “You


doesn't sound like Andrew,” says Zach. Distance from Andrew's home


they are far away now. Andrew was sweating wet. Him


worried that if Zach realizes his back is wet, Zach will come down and won't


inconveniencing. Hayden started looking for the talk to make them both


forgetting the time. Talking on the go likes to succeed in reducing time


the journey. “Tell me how Hayden was.” Andrew immediately realized that


that's a strange and wrong question. Zach just spent the night at


a girl's house, shouldn't Andrew ask how Marsella is?


            Zach


laugh for a few seconds before answering. Laughing loudly and


sounds like a maniac. “I didn't know you were so Andrew. Hayden is the one


it's so exciting, you guys have to meet. He always knows when I don't tell him,


I think we can be good friends.” Zach's answer sounded out


from the mouth of a conscious person, even so Andrew still continues to carry it.


Andrew himself had no opinion on Zach's answer. Andrew knew


against Hayden, even if it's just a couple of streets in the hallway. But one thing


again, Andrew knows something about Hayden. Secret Hayden. Secrets that


andrew should not have known.


            “Then


how about Marsella, you like her?” ask Andrew who started


slow down the speed of the road. Zach is aware of that. He also pulled his shoulder


Andrew to fall into one of the park chairs. Andrew just followed orders


from Zach's encouragement. Now they both sit in the garden. Behind them


there is another garden that is not as lonely as their current land. “No.


My plan to approach her is only limited to knowing her involvement in


our school mystery, no more.” Zach finished his answer before he


almost mentioned if Marsella admitted her feelings to Zach. Zach stays


feeling guilty, even after a bottle of soju, and this long night. Embarrassed


and feeling guilty, that's what Zach feels.


            Zach


feeling like you remember something. He was like, aware if something was wrong, but he was even


don't know what's wrong. Zach groped his body, then looked at the clothes and


her pants. Then peek inside her pants to see her panties.


“Dog! What the fuck Andrew!?” Andrew couldn't help but laugh at Zach


finally really conscious. Now, Andrew's laughter sounded more maniacal than


at Zach's laughter. “Who. Yang. Substituting. Shirt. Ku?”


            “You


want me to answer Marsella, or me, or the two of us?”Andrew could not


staring Zach. He kept laughing, even louder. Zach then clamps


andrew's neck with his hands. But his efforts could not stop the laughter


Andrews. “Of course I'm stupid.” There is no answer that really makes Zach


quieter. Andrew means already seeing Zach naked, and the thought of it makes


Zach is more embarrassed than ****** his against Marsella earlier. “Jeez, tonight


damn night vows!” zach shouted trying to beat Andrew's laughter


still tight. Andrew could not stand it. He got a call from


Marsella, ask her to come pick up Zach. Then Marsella asked again


to bring a change of clothes. Andrew never imagined if he should


change clothes and panties and again, dry Zach's body with


towels. Things that Zach and Andrew can't forget.


            “Questions


additionals. Where's my shirt?” asked Zach whose body was trembling. He also


laughingly. I don't know if Zach's laughing at tonight's stupidity or laughing at facts


if his friend sees his body naked. “Marsella will bring her tomorrow.”


Zach laughed and laughed. His misadventures are increasing again. Tomorrow he's


I really can't avoid Marsella. Zach laughed at the bad luck


he was already far beyond his ability to accept misfortune.


            “You


hungry?” ask Andrew. Both of their jaws were already sick from excessive laughing


who survived for minutes. Zach evaporated until his tears came out. Apparently


the laughter made her sleepy. “So Andrew, I just want to go home


your house and sleep now, maybe we can have breakfast?”


            Andrew


stand up and pull Zach's hand to get up. Andrew's hand wrapped around his shoulder


Zach and Zach are. They both walked home, with


the walking posture and body were like two drunk overtime office men. Probably word


drunk is right to describe Zach. Zach deliberately staggered way


to make a drunken joke, and Andrew also followed his path


tottering. Now if satpol pp appears, then the situation can be


more perfect for them.


            Police officers came out of the room


interrogation after Hayden and his lawyer came out. “Wait!,” officer


took a deep breath, and looked at Hayden from behind. Hayden same


not looking back to see what happened. Lawyer


Hayden told Hayden to keep going. “Hayden Haranta, you we hold


on the basis of the allegations in the followers and the murder of Marsella Gonzela.”


            Hayden turned to face


police officers. He now did not feel the fear and trembling that he had just


feel it. She's upset. Hayden was very angry, because he knew the truth


there are. But the truth he could not tell. If the truth


about Marsella falling to the police, then that will fall is not just the


the perpetrators, but they all. Hayden, Zach, Andrew, Clara, Fernando, and


Day of.


            “WHAT'S ALL UNCLEAR TO YOU!?


MARSELLA COMMITTED SUICIDE. HE DIDN'T KILL ANYONE. GOD HELP ME, BUT YOU


MUST OPEN YOUR EYES TO AWAKEN!,” cried Hayden. Many police officers


they came out of their room to see what was happening.


            “You touched Hayden and the last thing


what will happen is a report from me about your unproven allegations.”


Zach came running down the aisle. His breath was panting. Him


he looked pale, and also more panicked than Hayden. The officers were not confused


look at Zach's coming. Zach, the second closest person to Marsella besides Clara


The mara. He is a suspect in this case. “My name is Zachary Zebua, I'm coming


first to testify. Free Hayden, he's innocent!”


            Zach came forward and paced with


Hayden's. Zach pats Hayden on the back. Holding his hands in their panco position.


“Let's relax, man, we'll clean up the rest.”


            “You can go Hayden. Please


follow me Zachary.” The officer goes with Zach into the interrogation room.


Hayden and his lawyer left the police station. Hayden continued


take a deep breath. He's really calm now. His heart stopped beating


fast, and back at normal speed. While his eyes, keep staring


backwards. He's worried about what Zach's up against inside. He hoped


none of this should happen. Hayden wishes he had never seen ‘itu’


all the. Hayden was hopeful that he would not be the younger brother of Haranta Day.