
Ughhhh! Don't talk carelessly, Rangga. I'm shaking. "No. Not at all. I don't know if you can't see. I mean, last night I didn't know. Pleases. It's a mistake, this shouldn't have happened if...."
"That's it. Any clarification is pointless, right? Who knows the truth? The point is that everything happened. Thank you, you didn't throw my body like trash, or leave me alone in a more dangerous place. If that brings me the bad guy, I could have been thrown into the woods, or thrown into the sea."
Oh, he can already think normally as it turns out.
"Yes, I don't think there's anything more to discuss. Please, please assume that nothing has ever happened between us. Or after today we pretend we don't know each other."
Feels heavy. But...
"Em, okay."
He looks relieved. "So, can you please take me home, please?"
I can't possibly let him out of this house, at least for the next few days.
"Sorry, but I hope you're willing to stay here for a few days."
His forehead shriveled. "Sorry, Sir. But I guess I can't. I have to go home. I don't want my family to worry about me. Especially last night I didn't go home. Again sorry, and thanks for the offer."
Gluey!
What am I supposed to say now?
"Master?"
I cannot answer, I cannot explain anything. In the end I backed off, walked out of the room and locked it.
Back there, the girl started to feel something was wrong, I don't know how, but she got to the door and banged. He also called my name several times.
"Master, wait! You can't lock me up here...."
I lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling. Thinks. What am I supposed to do to fix all the mess I've made? More importantly, how do I make the girl calm, and willing to understand my situation, to keep everything in order to stay all right and as it should be?
As I was about to close my eyes, the sound of knocking on the door broke.
"Son, can Auntie come in?"
I got up from my bed and sat up. "Yes, Bi. Login."
Door opens.
Aunt Merry looked at me with a dominating worry flush on her face. "Why?" tanyakanya.
I shook my head, but my eyes couldn't possibly lie to him.
"Why did you lock the girl up, son?" ask Aunt Merry. He sat next to me, stroking my back.
I massaged my temple for a moment. "I'm scared, Bi."
Aunt Merry grinned. "Fearful? Afraid she'll call the police?"
"Em, if he does a visa and it's proven, it could ruin everything. Everything can be fucked."
"But everything can be discussed. Looks like he's not gonna do that, son."
"It could be, Bi. He was blind, how could I admit to the relationship on the basis of liking."
"No. He also realized that this was also his own fault. So you don't have to worry."
I'm shaking. "No, Bi. Aunt doesn't understand. Maybe he was framed by someone. It is not possible that he took the medicine himself, while he was alone when I met him. It could be, maybe I will also be blamed. I will be accused of mixing the drug into his drink. I swear, I didn't do that shit. Auntie believed in me, right? I swear, not me."