Lady Sherlock: The First Unofficial Case

37: Let's Go on a Butterfly!

#NOTE: EVERYTHING TYPED HERE IS FICTION. PLEASE READERS DO NOT MISUNDERSTAND ALL THE THINGS WRITTEN BY THE AUTHOR!

[NOTE: THEY USE ENGLISH WHEN TALKING!]

"I can't imagine .... A little boy, about four or five years old, was so good at reading a book that I myself sometimes found it difficult to understand. Especially when reading THE WORLD. Cosmic, lizard in a talking beer bottle, and a biologist who had just divorced his wife who could hear the little reptile talking to her, mocked her. I gave up reading JOSTEIN GAARDER's book. It was not my field at all," James said as he raised his hand, declaring that he had completely given up on the book.

"But I really like it. I mean, I like almost every kind of novel. And, I also love writing and typing." Haz admits what he likes.

"Truly appreciate your work, Miss Hazelia Lify," said Milla, "I always imagined and guessed who RESPLENDENT NEPHILA was. His works are lavish and a deadly poison as the name suggests."

"Thank you for your praise, Senor Milla." Haz smiled faintly.

"Want to continue the story or not?" ask Alkaf.

"Patience, Lord Priest!" milla exclaimed, "I'm teasing Hazelia Lify. She is innocent and adorable. I'm so fucking pissed with him."

Alkaf shook his head and said, "I will continue. Whether you want to hear it or not."

Inside the bar of the ship ...

"Juice, please?—Beauty juice, please?" Little Haz ignores the bartender's words, orders a glass of juice with his fluent English, and thrusts a thousand rupiah worth of metal as a tip for the bartender. A thousand rupiah was the currency with a high value at that time.

The little boy even knew giving tips was a must inside a bar.

"Here it seems!" exclaim Mr. Li. He looked at Hazelia with an annoyed look.

Little Haz exhaled and rolled his eyes lazily. Why did this magic grandfather have to come again? thought. He ignored Mr. Li and stared flatly at the bartender. "Where's my juice?" ask her fiercely.

"Little lady, you didn't say what juice you wanted. I'm not a fortune teller who can see your heart" replied the bartender.

"Orange juice, please. Do I say it clear now?—Jus citrus, please. Am I saying it clearly now?" ask little Haz.

The people sitting next to him were stunned. Hearing a child who is not a Caucasian speak English fluently, it seems they have vision and hearing problems.

Last novel, now in English, how many more miracles did this little girl hide? ask Mr. Li inwardly. He could hardly believe everything he saw today. Mother Shinta did not lie at all about a child prodigy whose intelligence surpassed that of an adult. Because that's how little Haz is now.

"Alright, genius boy," said the man he had met in the middle of the ship.

"I have a name, my name is Hazelia" said the little Haz.

"My name is Adi."

"Continue?" ask little Haz. He's really not calm. Reading a novel alone should be plagued by obstacles that come constantly. It was by the noise of car horns, now by a man named Adi. I had to move into the room, he thought.

Geez, what a bitch this kid is! adi in his heart. She never thought that little Haz could be that cute and unpleasant. The little girl must have felt very annoyed with him.

Mr. Li sat next to Adi. He ordered a bottle of wine to the bartender.

"This is your orange juice, little lady," said the bartender, offering a glass of orange liquid.

Little Haz squeezed his orange juice and focused on his reading novels. Until finally, someone nudged the tiny body of the girl, until her juice spilled wet the novel in front of her. The sharpness of his flat face turned to be twice as irritated. He threw his novel on the table and tried not to put his glass roughly. Enough's enough! I'll just go to the room! it's in the heart.

Everyone was shocked to hear the sound of the book's thump and immediately turned their eyes to see what was happening. Little Haz is in the public spotlight now. He paid no heed to everyone's gazes, rushed up to his novel and got off the bar stool. "The world of adults can only make a child upset" he murmured.

Mr. Li patted his eel slowly. Having just met the little girl, he left the place at will.

The man who had been nudging little Haz was stunned by her. It was only the first time he had seen a little boy who was stylish like an adult woman.

Adi, the man is following little Haz like a personal bodyguard looking after his Lord Daughter. He saw the little girl coming down the stairs, going to the first floor inside the deck of the ship.

"Uncle has no job?" ask little Haz.

"Hey little boy, don't call me uncle! I was young," said Adi, not accepting the call given by little Haz.

Little Haz went into his room, number 23. Do not forget to take the key that hangs in the keyhole, and immediately close the door of his room before Adi says something that can make him more irritated than the juice spilled into the novel book given Lazul.

Adi was quite surprised to see the door closed in front of his eyes. Well, Adi Son of Chandra, you managed to make a little boy hate you, his inner self.

Twenty minutes later ...

"Hazellias? Hazelia?!" call a voice. It seemed like it was Mr. Li's voice. "Hazelia, are you inside?"

Little Haz lazily dragged his body like an evil worm. He opened the door. It was Mr. Li behind it. "What's wrong?" ask the little girl.

"Nothing! I'm just making sure you're in the room. It's almost dinnertime, Hazelia. Clean yourself up and we'll have dinner" said Mr. Li, "i'll go first. You can visit the restaurant by yourself, right?"

"Yes, I can" replied little Haz.

"All right, Smart Monster. Me and your aunt will leave first. You clean yourself up now." Mr. Li immediately walked away from the presence of little Haz after saying it.

Little Haz closed and locked the door to his room. He lifted his mini suitcase on the bed, looking at the clothes he was going to wear. And in the end, the little girl chose to wear a jumpsuit with a black shirt and a white canal. He was clever enough to know that on the ship he had to find a bathroom. There is only one for men and one for women.

Once again, when leaving the room, little Haz meets Adi. A very annoying coincidence according to the little girl. It turned out that Adi lived in the next room, room number 22.

"Oh, Hazelia," said Adi. He looked at the little girl with a towel hanging on his right shoulder. "Want to take a shower too?"

Little Haz ignored Adi's greeting and question. Grandpa dropped by, now grandpa dropped by too. When will I be free and calm? thought. He exhaled. He walked down the aisle of the deck of the ship and Adi followed him again.

"Oh. What's up, son?" ask the crew of the ship. His forehead was furrowed, why was there a little child wandering around alone? He turned his eyes towards Adi. This must be his parents. But, their faces were not visible at all. Is this kid going to be kidnapped so he calls?

The crew thought too much.

"I don't know where the bathroom is. Can you tell me?" ask little Haz.

"Oh, jeez. Straight ahead there, son. If something is bothering you, don't hesitate to shout," replied the crew as they glanced at Adi.

"Hey! What do you think I am? A little kid stalker?" adi asked as if knowing that the crew was telling little Haz to be careful with him.

Little Haz immediately darted away, down the hall of the deck. Until ... she found her bathroom. He went straight into the girls' bathroom without thinking. In it, there are a lot of mature women who are dressing up. Wearing powder; wearing bleach; wearing perfume.

Little Haz ignored their gazes and immediately walked into the empty bathroom cubicle.

About fifteen minutes later, little Haz came out of there. He rushed back to his room. Adi himself is invisible. That was good, because the little girl was still irritated by him.

Little Haz came out of his room, and again .... Ah ... stop! He could only take a long breath. Meet Adi, Adi, and Adi again. The little girl can go crazy, because she sees Adi, Adi, and Adi continue. Bad day, thought the little girl.

"Alright, alright! I give up little girl! You win! I don't want you to hate. So, let's be friends, "Adi said, "you want to go to dinner?"

"Yes" replied little Haz.

"I'm sorry. I just seem to know you .... I'm really confused about myself. I remember I knew someone named em ...." Adi seemed to think. "Oh! Aye! I remember a guy named Jonathan Li. He has a daughter. He said his daughter was very smart. But, it's a pity that he and his wife had an accident."

Little haz fell silent. His face was shocked, his head was down. Jonathan Li's? That's Papa, right? Why did you know Papa? thought.

Little Haz didn't ask Adi about Jonathan Li, his father. He doesn't even remember Papa and Mama's faces. He felt he didn't need to know more. After all, Papa and Mama had been gone two years leaving him alone. Being close to them is no longer possible.

Little Haz was shocked when Adi carried him like a father carrying his son. He reflexively hit the man's head with the novel book he had in his arms. "Why did Uncle take me where? Uncle!"

"Is it sick to know?! Are really. Kids love to daydream when they walk. You almost hit people" said Adi, "so I'd better carry it all the way to the restaurant."

Back to patient room ...

"Why not ask about your parents?" ask Whisk. He wanted to know the reason why little Haz did not want to know the story of his parents from that man named Adi.

"Because I don't want to. They've left me two years. Yes, as a child (genius), what would you do? Act like most fussy kids and ask about their parents? It won't be able to put them back in your arms. I just decided what I thought was right" replied Haz. He patted his thighs.

Whisk grabbed Haz's hand and kissed the back of his hand. "I feel sorry."

"No need to sympathize. I'm not offended at all with that Uncle actually. It's just that I'm too upset with him. The most annoying thing is that it turns out he will also go to North Sumatra. I was really dizzy with the long rants," Haz chuckled. She looks clover when thinking about her past, being on the ship with Adi. At least, Adi was his friend for the first time in the outside world. He certainly appreciated the man who was many years older than him.

"Come, continue your story, Lord Priest!" exclaim Andrian. He seemed impatient, even forgetting about Rael. It seemed like he was really not involved in the attack.

Ting!

Ting!

Ting!

Andrian's phone suddenly rang. "I'm sorry," he said, staring at the phone screen, "uh?! Looky!" He showed off his phone screen before all of them. It says "Rael Beloved💕" on the monitor screen.

"Speakers!" yell Haz in annoyance. He wanted to find out and rack his brain.

Andrian picked up his phone and activated the speaker.

"Andrian? Andrian, where are you?" ask Rael. His voice turned again soft and low.

Sly woman. Who exactly is he? Why do I feel like I have heard his voice? But, the problem is ... where have I heard of it?! haz was upset. A Hazelia might miss something very important.

Andrian looked at them all: "What should I answer?" He seemed to say it with messy sign language, but it was still understandable.

"Lying!" whispered Jel. He is most reliable in a very emergency.

"I'm .. eat!" Andrian answered Rael's stammered question. "Because of you guys so long ago, I finally decided to move places and eat by myself. Is there anything that bothers Rael?"

"I've been here since half an hour ago with them" Rael said.

The annoyed Jelkesya heard Rael's stupid statement, punching Alkaf's shoulder firmly. He gritted his teeth, furious at Rael's stupidity which he thought was such a boundless folly.

"It hurts!" whisper Alkaf to Jel. Actually, he was already used to a Jelkesya who liked to punch him.

"Oh, sorry, I don't know. I'm sorry, Rael. I guess Rael and they're not coming" Andrian said as if he was sorry.

"But, Andrian, why are you at the Hospital?" ask Rael.

Andrian was speechless, everyone who understood Indonesian glared at him ferociously.

"GPS! Your GPS's alive!" Andrian could see Haz's lips saying this. He patted his head slowly. You idiot! meaning in the heart.

"Uhuk! Uhuk! Uhuk!" Whisk.

Luckily Andrian caught it quickly. He immediately took the opportunity. "Abang! Brother's fine, isn't he? How's disease? Healed yet? Ow hell! Doctor!"

Milla and James held back their laughter seeing that scene. They do not understand Indonesian. But they know what everyone is doing. Pretend! To answer questions on the phone that Andrian couldn't answer.