
It was pretty exhausting for such a long school day. Finish up. Soon there will be a try out but I have no preparation at all. After graduation, what will I do? Maybe stay home until death. Hid. I don't want to remember my dreams.
I walked down the path. Until I got to the door. I'm gonna open it. No. gabe. That door is open. Wh who? Who dared to enter my house? Is that a thief? No. gabe. That chick. No. gabe. That's little Auntie.
The Alvragos de Eliza Marcues. I saw him when I was learning to crawl in Holland. Now he's 15. Almost 16 years. And now I wonder about his coming here. I looked at her stunned for a moment to see her staring at photos and various kinds of wall makeup that was quite luxurious for her. He saw me sitting in the doorway.
" Have you gone home? Sorry I entered without permission. After your door you didn't lock. " Said in Dutch there.
" hm. "
" Your house smells so bad. Where's Brother Marcues? I want to meet him to practice being a scientist. My brother who is a scientist who lives his work very much."
" You don't know? He's already dead. Eat the deadly plant he created himself." I really don't know what makes me want to brag.
" What do you mean?"
" Marcues isn't here. He's already dead. Test his own deadly plant."
" What do you mean, huh? You're bragging? Aye right?"
" I'm not kidding. Don't look for Marcues here. He's already in the realm of death."
He took a few steps back with his body trembling. Until his skinny back hit a big wall behind him. He fell down and cried. To my knowledge, she was Marcues' loving sister. Unlike the fierce Mary Marcues and the resolute Justine Marcues. Marcues' grandfather died 3 years before the deadly plant. Marcues' grandmother was a young woman. It is said that he married Marcues' grandfather when he was 14 years old because he was forced to save his family on the brink of economic crisis. Of course, it was not a bad impact due to the husband's stay and only lived with his three children. 2 months after the death of Grandpa Marcues, who lived with him, he married a Spanish brown man. At that time I was 7 years old, he was born as a descendant whether it was from the family Marcues who blooded Spanish and Dutch.
I went to him and helped him get back up. Body's limp. So I helped her sit on the couch.
" Since when? Why.. nobody told us? "
" It was a few years ago. I don't know how to get in touch with the Dutch family there. Because I'm not a part of them."
" What do you mean?"
" Well, I'm from the descendants of Marcues who were stamped as a mistress. I've had enough of being insulted like that by the Marcues family back there in the Netherlands. "
" It's Marcues' fault, you don't have to feel that way."
" No, little aunt. I'm sick of dealing with Marcues. He never saw me from a pleasant point of view. He also doesn't care about Mom and sister. I was hurt enough to see Mama crying every night. That's enough. Looky. Have I seen Mama smiling happily now by not pretending to be happy? No. gabe. I haven't seen him yet. So if you want to find Marcues, don't look here. We're not the Marcues. We're just a family of Marcues' backlogs. At that time I knew nothing about what he told us as a mistress. But I just found out. And stupidly all your family admitted that."
Now I want to cry. The silence flashed for a moment.
" Sorry. If it really hurt you. I was a little surprised to hear of Marcues' death. But for us, Marcues was stupid to treat a woman and a child like that. Whether it's legitimate or illegitimate family you're still part of the Marcues. Because it's been proven enough by the name you've been holding all this time. You took refuge under the name Marcues. You're scared of a lot of people because your name is Marcues. You're disinclined by many in the general public because of your name Marcues. That's not fun. But take advantage of the luck that exists. She was indeed the eldest half-sister who was lusting after. "
I'm just fucking. Raised my head and then felt a silent air again.
" I came here because I wanted to be a professor like him. Studied with her until I became like her too. But.. well, did you mind if I say this to Mom?"
" I hope you didn't tell from me. "
" It can be arranged. "
" good. "
" I hope he's okay in nature. "
Uh. No. gabe. I don't want to hope so.
" Talking about family matters, I actually came to my sister-in-law's house, Mara. He said Leo hasn't been home for years. He said he was with Marcues. But in fact Marcues already. "he stopped talking as if he could not accept the fact. But she tried to hold back her cries with all her might. He took a deep breath and exhaled regularly.
" Is it possible that Leo ran away from home? Or maybe he lives at home? She's having trouble with her house that requires her to leave? Maybe he was impeached by his stepfather. "
Oi. I'm surprised I'm not playing.
" Step dad? " Tanyaku.
" Is that so? "
" yes. Leo told me once. He'd love to meet you. But I don't know where you live, because Marcues also told me and my mother and the other brothers to keep the whereabouts of the mistresses to Mara and Mara's own family. "
And that's how bad Marcues is. The left brain user. His right brain is dead. Heart too. Really am. I want to complain. I exhaled my breath hard.
" Why is he looking for me?"
" I don't know. He said there was something to tell you. "
" Where did he know I was Marcues' mistress?"
" My mother told me, after several years of having many mistresses, Mara knew and there was a quarrel between them. And Marcues finally won the debate by getting permission from Mara. With a condition not to harm Mara and her legitimate children. Neither ostracizing nor choosing among Marcues' fellow families. Maybe Leo understood, or maybe he told his mother. "
" Is that so?"
" Where do you think Leo went?"
I was silent for a moment. Then stared fixedly at the face of this little Aunt beside me.
" dead. "
My answer made him a little surprised. He jerks.
" Why do you think that?"
" I'm just guessing. And I'm stating my argument. "
" How could he possibly die? He's a smart kid. "
" He's smart. But not as long as he is smart in terms of ethics. It can cause a lot of enemies. And it always happens here. "
He's bowed.
" I hope it's not so. He's just a good boy enslaved by his own father."
" You mean his cleverness was forced?"
" No. Since birth, Leo has been very smart. Smarter than other babies. But, his cleverness drives Marcues insane and enslaves him to develop all the ideas in Marcues' brain. Start from what is the usefulness of this and what will happen with this. The answer is always right. "
" So you're saying.all the Marcues projects that have been developed so far are made by Leo?"
" As you know, Marcues only dabbled in chemistry and science. Leo is smart in anything. He made a lot of modern technology that everyone uses today, but that's in the name of Marcues. That's what makes Marcues even hotter to keep doing it. "
I really don't understand the old man. That's crazy about the world. He's crazy with altitude. Even just because one person who intends to rival him in that matter was annihilated.
" Where do you know that? Are you sure you're not bragging?"
" I'm Marcues's trusted sister. I could've known about whatever secret he was keeping. Well... Maybe he regretted it there. I hope so and God gives him ease."
I'm speechless. Still can't believe it. Confused a million confused I feel now. My head is getting dizzy and the day is starting at night. I felt my stomach rumble. I starve.
" Have you eaten?" Ask him who has been silent since.
" Not yet. "
" What if we eat out? I will take you to eat good food in this archipelago. "
" It seems like a good thing. I want to talk to you."