Laboratory - Red

Chapter 49 Maria Aggy

The day after my foster brother's case. Unbeknownst to me, a lot of victims are missing. In the same case. After suddenly disappearing without a trace, the 16cm silver necklace became a clue. It's not producing any results at all. Police officers were still unable to find the meaning of the silver necklace.

Aryo as the general, asked us to be more vigilant and it would be better to isolate ourselves in the house, if there is no sudden need. Especially for women.

You know an********, don't you? Or just imagine the world economic crisis is the main enemy. Such a thing could be bad for the seven billion inhabitants of the earth.

Although Roger or 'bloodfiend' is just a human who is also created from clumps of soil and blood. Be the enemy for all of us for now. He's getting brutal. All cities do not escape the case of the disappearance of women. At least 7 people are missing per day.

I don't know. The Erina project is almost done. He said that in less than a week it might have been complete. And with such a statement I know that Erina's busyness must be getting denser. He has his own laboratory. Become the leader and rule his subordinates. Automatically my communication time with him will be more limited.

Erina just asked me not to do anything. He said, "the less you know, the better". I swear I don't understand. But I'm sure it'll be related to this endless kidnapping case.

Erina asked me to stay home unless there was something urgent. It also has to contact him 24 hours if there is something important. Really? I'll never feel at home by staying at home. Although this house is more comfortable than my 'hub', it is still boring! Inordinately.

***

Buses glide gracefully across the city crowds. The school returned us early. This is good news of course. The teachers said there was a sudden meeting.

I sat on one of the empty benches, looking at the bus window (as usual). The city is still the same, there is no change of form. Even if society will change culture, or social values or norms. I will always look at this city with the same viewpoint.

I'll never know what's going to happen in the future. I know I've always trembled great considering Emmi's red eyes and death. I'm still a weak, ordinary 15-year-old girl. Not having a vision-mission, always falling in fear.

Everyone comes and goes, right? Sister, mother, Catrina. I feel guilty for not being able to protect them. It even snatches a priceless little happiness. Wh why? Why am I so stupid?

***

I walked a few miles from the next stop. I have no intention of going home. I had to lie to Erina that I was relaxing in her house. I prefer to visit Great Uncle's stall, looking for some X city book references. Who knows if I can find something.

God fucking. Why is my school bag so heavy today? If only I had known that I had come home early, I might not have brought such a big book.

2kilometers, on a quiet little road. Without housing, just a guardrail with wild nature. There are markers not to enter the bush region because many wild animals are dangerous. Maybe like a viper.

My bike is still there. In retrospect, a few days ago, fucking Neny caught me on this deserted street after I fell to the ground. Lucky my bike wasn't rusty.

Alright. Rather than walking a few kilometers with this bag of stone, I would rather pedal my bike. It's still 10:17

***

The bell rang deafening ears when I pushed the door. Kiosks are not too crowded. About 2 adults and a few small children. Uncle Agung's kiosk was always quiet, but it felt so comfortable.

"Good morning.." I said a little quietly, greeting.

"Morning. Aggy? It's been a long time since I've seen you." Grand Uncle smiled, opening his glasses. After wiping, put it back on.

"There are horror novel writers who have recently been trending. You don't want to try reading it?" Grand Uncle thrust something at me. A book? Yes, it's a novel with a green cover. But the blood pattern is a lot, also with a rather spooky character illustration.

I read the title in my heart. 'But Not For You'. I think it's good, maybe if there's free time, one month I can finish it.

"This is the original, I haven't made a pirated version yet. Know it? The price is still expensive now. Still rare. But since you're a good customer, I'll give you this book for a cheap price."

My eyes sparkle expectantly. "Price for pirated books, Uncle?"

"Yes. Hows it? You take my cup?"

I smiled, and took out the money. It's fantastic. I don't have many original books at home. All are mostly just pirated books, which are easy to get off the page. Even if there is an original, at most also books from the school library that I deliberately did not return.

Great Uncle accepted it. "Eh? It's still morning. You're home from school? Or maybe you're truant."

"No, Uncle. The teachers said there was a sudden meeting today. So we're all back." As soon as my answer, while putting a book into a backpack.

"Aren't you afraid your school uniform is dirty? Looky. Your skirt was brown like chocolate milk." Great Uncle pointed at my knee-length skirt with his chin. He was right. Ah, but the devil cares about my bad looks.

Iforgetit. "Anu, Uncle. I want to find a history book. But that has to do with this city alone. Uncle sold his bootleg?" I just went straight into the core. No need for unimportant pleasantries that are too long.

"History about X, you mean? Just sec. I'll look for it first. If it's not wrong already 2 years ago I made a fake version." Great Uncle stood up, then walked towards the rows of bookshelves that were not too big, but many. I followed him, looking through some neatly-trapped books.

"Here we go, Aggy!" That fast he found, my God. "Darling it's almost broken. I've lost the original version. So if you want, you can take it for free."

I nodded steadily. It's okay, the important thing is still to be read.

"Serious uncle, isn't he?"

"of course. Why not believe? This is also an old book. Eh? Since when do you like to read history?"

I chuckled, accepting the book. A visitor exclaimed rather loudly asking for items purchased immediately served by Great Uncle. Great Uncle patted my shoulder, permission to go briefly to serve visitors.

I put the book in the bag too. If I choose to read here, it will take a long time. I must have Erina worried about me, too.

The bell above the entrance of the stall sounded again. I looked, I don't know why I didn't know either. Waitaminute! A gaam? Since when did he come home from his selection of painting competitions outside the city?

"Aggy?" Late. He had already found me in the corner of the wall close to the history bookshelf.

"E-uh? You've come home from your selection?" I clumsily replied, throwing my face the other way.

"Yes. A few minutes ago. I'd like to briefly go to the kiosk, look for references to artwork. I'm going to class tomorrow morning.

"You're home yet? That's fast."

"Eh? Ms. Disa said there was a sudden meeting for the teachers. So that's the reason the school came home early." I answered. That question again. Sometimes it makes me lazy to get some of the same questions.

"Ah, so."

"Eh. you. Were you chosen?" I asked while scratching the head that does not itch. Gosh darn. How to get rid of grogginess? Just making eye contact with Agam I can't. As a result I just keep looking away and occasionally see the end of his hair.

"They said my painting was less than perfect. But it's good enough. But I didn't make it to the next round." Agam answered me with a flat and cold expression.

"Ah, so. Very dear." I'll admit that this doesn't look like normal. His attitude was a hundred and eighty degrees different than usual.

"Have you found the book you're looking for?"

I'm nodding. "Yes. Why?"

"You got a minute? If there is, I'd like to talk for a minute. But if you don't, you can delay the time and I'll wait."

I nodded again. Although this made me a bit worried, afraid that there was a problem between our 'friendship' relationship. I think Erina also came home late at night. Maybe I could make up some little lies.

Gorgeous to turn his body. I was going to the drink machine, and I was just following it.

The man sat on the bench outside the stall. The sun is shining. The weather is clear for today. The weather forecast on television this morning did not miss.

"For you," Agam thrust one of the soda drinks in a can for me. Although his attitude was a bit cold today, but fine. His old habits never changed. Maybe that's also the reason why I like it.

"What do you want to talk about?" I started by forcing a bit of a relaxed, sipping soda drink in that can.

He first sighed, then explained. "How are the birds really? That you were warned by the student guidance teacher over a problem with Amar?"

I almost choked, as much as I could control my breath. How could he know? It's really. Many rumors spread without accountability. Amar the fucking sneak, spreading slander everywhere. Maybe he said that I was trying to conspire with that Indo-European guy and try to hurt him. That doesn't make any sense. Why doesn't anyone believe that my position there is as a victim?

"Your friend hit Amar and made him a nosebleed? Amar fainted at that moment. More or less so Agatha said. Is that true?" He looked at me sharply. Whatdoes thatmean? Damn with Agatha and that little Amar.

"Friends? Agatha?"

Waited for a moment. Agam took a deep breath. Sipping soda in that can. The day is getting hotter, the sun is so hot. This month is still the rainy season.

"I repeat, Aggy. Is that true?"

It's critical. It was sad to see me getting sharper, as if preparing to grip me. Hows it? Run? No. gabe. I'm not a loser.

"Awl?" He hissed, making me surprised while gulping.

"D-yes." My mouth answered stiffly. Even though it was just a matter like this, it felt like I had expended a lot of energy. Sweat just soaks the body.

"You're seriously doing that?"

"No, Agam. You should know first. They lied, they exaggerated the news. Even reduce it. What they say is not one hundred percent true. You listen to me first!" I panicked, just reflex.

"Listen! I don't know who that guy is. I also don't understand why I suddenly hit Amar. Amar started anyway. I didn't do anything! You believe me, don't you?!"

"For now it may be difficult, Agg."

Whahuh? God, why did Agam become stupid like this? So annoying. I don't know why my mood is broken right now.

"You don't believe me, do you? That's what you want to say. You only heard the news half-and-half, Agam. You don't know the whole thing. You just don't realize I'm a victim. Amar accused me of killing Emmi!" Reddened my face because the blood clotted in the crown.

But for a moment I started to look. What if Agam finds out that I really killed Emmi? Will he swear at me who doesn't? In connection with the popularity of the girl, I sometimes think that Agam might also like her. There's no way a guy in my class doesn't like a character like Emmi.

I realize who I am anyway. I know I'm very bad. I will not be a hypocrite. I suck and I'm a killer. I'm loser. I pulled my words earlier. Now I admit that I'm a loser.

"I'm disappointed in you, Aggy." Agam. Stand up. What else are you gonna say, asshole? You're gonna tell me you hate me?

"Take the right path. I'd rather believe that you're a good girl."

"Does that mean you won't be friends and see me again?!" I quickly drew my conclusion. His expression was too easy to read. Sucks.

Agam did not answer me, slowly walked away from the stall.