BLUE METAVERSE

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Rosyid welcomed their families just to shake hands so as not to reprimand the teacher's grandfather. That's what's on Faiz's head. His conjecture was reinforced by Rosyid's behavior, after which he immediately went to his room with his steps limped. Without saying a word. But his eyes reflected a hatred, especially when he looked at his father. Faiz wondered in his heart why his cousin had behaved so to his father. What's dad's fault? Though my father always smiled and stroked his hair sincerely every time he met her.

“How is Faiz's brother? Staying in Jakarta?” nissa asked as Faiz's eyes were still following Rosyid's steps until the boy closed the door to his room.

“Betah, Aunt.”

“After winning an international gaming tournament huh? Congratulations yes, Brother.”

“Thank you, Tan.” Faiz's eyes were still on Rosyid's door. What the hell is wrong with that kid?

“Im sorry Rosyid yes! He still has to continue his painting work, so can't accompany you.”

Who would want to be accompanied by that child? Faiz had never been friends with a child who never showed a pleasant expression every time he met. Face flat. His eyes are strange. Far better Faiz played in the coffee garden with Amar and Azka who always warm and submissive to him. Aunt Nisa must be feeling bad to see Faiz's eyes still leading to her son's room door, so cover Rosyid's unfriendly attitude with reasons that might be acceptable.

What Faiz was wrong. Wonder. Already his legs were deformed by the accident, whether his brain also wanted to be damaged by his own bad thoughts. Faiz doesn't understand. He thinks such an attitude only harms himself.

“Mother is not here, Tan?”

“Bust go to his brother Mang Asep.”

“Sama Faiza too?”

“Iya. Arrogant with grandma, Eyang Dewi, Fathia, Faiza, bi Blue and her bodyguard.”

“Great yes, Tan. Bi Blue now has a bodyguard.” Faiz threw a joke and a silly smile but it did not seem to be responded to with the same response. His aunt's face was still grim.

“You must be careful, Brother. Don't get hurt like a blue bi, especially if until ehm_” Nisa can't continue her words. His brown netra looked glazed. His smile was stifled, sadness in the look on his face.

So training. Surely aunt Nisa suddenly remembered her late husband and son who died due to the tragic accident. He is too melancholy. Two years is not enough to move on from those memories.

“Sorry. Aunt remember again accident 2 years ago huh?”

Nisa again tried to smile to hide her taste. Accepting an imperfect life is hard. But he did not want to show his anger and disappointment. His sad and apathetic days are over. He has begun to learn to accept fate even though until now he still can not laugh at fate, let alone thank it as a beautiful gift from God.

Somehow grateful for the fate if in fact Nisa always asked in her heart why she was born as the number 2 child in the literal and figurative sense. His whole life he was never number one in any way. Since childhood, he was able to buy clothes, books and other objects that had been unused by his brother. Until his soul mate fell on the person who for his entire life kept his brother's name in the deepest heart. Miris.

Almost everyone likes to compare himself with his sister who is beautiful, intelligent, and has the perfection of life. No exception to her own mother-in-law. She loves Ritha more than she does. That fact kept him feeling inferior.

Now the situation is getting lower, almost at the bottom of the deepest abyss. Try thinking. Anybody would look respectfully at a widow who has a child with physical limitations. Although the inheritance from her husband is more than enough, but the widow is still a legitimate widow only seen by people with one eye. Her brother had the perfect life. She has a handsome husband, abundant wealth, and a smart, healthy and perfect physical child. Miris each time comparing the increasingly distant life gap between Ritha and herself.

“Yesterday we just held a haul study in memory of the departure of om you and Tria who were 2 years in the boarding hall, Kak. Aunty becomes a shadow again.” Nisa tried to cover her vault with a bland smile.

“Ooh sorry, Tan. Faiz does not know and cannot attend.”

Duh, Faiz is so embarrassed to have bad thoughts. Maybe Rosyid today is sad to remember his ashes. Poor thing. No wonder Faiz lost his father. Must be very sad.

Faiz never knew Rosyid well. Perhaps because he was a little distant and rarely met face to face. Now Rosyid is in 6th grade and they never play together. Since his brother was still alive, Rosyid has kept his distance from him. Either sad or there's another reason. Rosyid is different from her brother Fathia who is friendly to anyone.

Ah, forget the thought of Rosyid. Faiz felt the need to ask something else, “The shooter hasn't met yet, Tan.”

“But.”

“About who, Tan?”

Nisa shakes. Many wounds he felt. But he did not want to look weak in front of his nephew.

DEG. Aunt Nisa's last sentence jolted Faiz. So the impression is that Ardi and his father died to protect his father's family. Faiz believes, aunt Nisa said sincerely just to entertain themselves. He really hasn't moved on. If it was sincere should be his expression more calm and peaceful, nothing stuck in his heart anymore. Right now, he saw his aunt still had a grim face. Obviously he hasn't moved on.

“What om Ardi died to protect dad?” Faiz felt the need to affirm the meaning of the sentence spoken by his aunt. The logic continues to ask how aunt Nisa can make such a corrupting statement. My father was not at the scene. After all, Ardi has not worked with father for a long time.

Nisa dodged by throwing a thin smile. No wrinkle in his eyes. Her lips are flat too. Faiz knew that smile must be a forced smile that is done by people who are careless to make it look stronger.

“Have forgotten it, Brother! You have to take care of yourself and your own safety. Bad people who want to harm your family still roam everywhere.”

“Take it easy, Tan. Father and mother have made a strict security system.”

“Just keep to yourself, Darling.”

“Indeed, Ardi died because of the harm of the enemies of the Halim family?” urged Faiz who was still curious about Nisa's statement that bothered him.

“Possibilities.”

“Bi Blue too?”

“Can be. They won't stop abusing anyone related to the family of the Halim Wirejaya before the main target is wretched."

“Then who is the main target?”

“You and your father.”

"There are a lot of people out there who don't like your whereabouts" he added.

Faiz chuckled He felt he had no enemies. Dad's fine too. He had guessed in his heart, surely aunt Nisa would call the name pakde Bas. It should have been Pakde Bas who had the most enemies because his business intersected with the mafia.

Confused too, why Pakde Bas looks safe and calm just his life. Is it true that he and his father were the target of the assassination? But, what is the purpose of the family business enemy targeting himself who has never even come into contact with the Goldlight business at all. Faiz's logic would be more accepting if what is called by aunt Nisa is the name of Pakde Bas. His father's brother was happy to graze the world of crime. That's why he doesn't want a family. Maybe he was afraid that his family was miserable because of his business activities in the gray zone.

Aunt Nisa's logic seems like something's wrong. As most mothers logic mothers can be ignored due to the influence of guesswork and gossip that is swallowed raw into the emotional brain. Faiz suspects Ardi's death is related to his father's business enemy. It is too early to conclude in that direction without any clarity of evidence. Ardi's last position was plant director of a competitor cosmetics company Goldlight in Sukabumi. It is possible that the person who attacked him was the business enemy of Ardi himself. Moreover, the location of the attack was closer to Sukabumi than the location of his father's business in Jakarta, Bekasi and Tangerang. The accident must have had nothing to do with Dad. Anyway Faiz did not accept his father being linked unless there was real evidence to corroborate his logic.

Wherever Faiz had been so far as not to know the development of the investigation into the death of om Ardi. Ah yeah. He is too focused on pursuing his dreams in the world of the metaverse and pursuing his ambitions can be a lot of fun by winning in various online games and tournaments.

It is fitting that Rosyid always looked at his father and himself with a look of hate. Maybe he thought the ones who should have died were Faiz and his father, not his abi and youngest brother. Cih, it's petty if he thinks so. God's destiny can be turned around. If the writing in Lauhul mahfudz states that the father and Faiz must die, where it can be turned to others.

Uh. The wild prejudices that filled his brain only irritated him. Aunt Nisa is not entirely able to be frank because it still looks haunted by emotional thoughts. Faiz was not unsympathetic to the fate of his mother's only aunt. According to her aunt Nisa and her son are too melancholy. Maybe aunt Nisa and her son need a picnic and see that there are so many gifts of God on this earth. God must have a way of testing His servant to realize His love as wide as the ocean. Too bad, most sad people do not need advice, just need a place to lean to complain. Moreover, the advice of the smelly child kencur. It's impossible to hear. A child his age is also not a place to lean. Boro-boro as a place to lean, overcoming his own personal affairs is still unstable. Better to get out of this situation. Let the affairs of aunt Nisa and Rosyid be settled by mother, eyeang Dewi, and grandmother only. Faiz did not interfere.

“Faiz wants to go to the coffee garden first with Amar and Azka yes, Tan. Greetings to Rosyid."

"Make aunty, hopefully quickly move on ya.” he said before leaving with a sincere smile.

Nisa is a little flabbergasted being prayed over quickly move on by her niece. Mean what? What he still insists on betrothed himself to a computer teacher who clearly directed his nephew to become an online game addict to the point of humiliating his grandfather who throughout his life was known as an exemplary teacher.

Faiz did not want to think long to guess something minimal and vague information. It is better to invite Amar and Azka who have been waiting for him on the veranda to play.

“We go to the coffee garden or to the house?”

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