Me, Him, And God

10. Disclosure of truth

Students and students leave their beloved campus. While in the parking lot, there is a beautiful girl who is waiting for her invitation to go home. He occasionally saw the watch attached to his left hand perfectly. He shook his hands and caused some of his hair to be carried away by the wind.

Dddrrrttt

His phone shook, he immediately picked it up and saw who called him.

'De? You're still in the campus parking lot, right?'

'I-Iyah why?'

'Wait there, don't go anywhere. I'm now picking you up'

'Sister Fi-'

Alina did not have time to continue her words because Fian had already closed his call first.

The phone that I had left at the Cafe table with Mr. Tio, is now in my hands again thanks to the kindness of Mr. Tio who had returned it earlier in the morning on campus.

The man was walking casually towards the parking lot while there were some files on his right hand. He occasionally puffed up to watch the weather so hot.

His steps had stopped when his two eyes accidentally caught a beautiful girl who was none other than his own student. He suddenly remembered the incident last night where, he accidentally hugged the girl's body with reflex.

"Oh Allah, forgive me God, I did not mean. I was just carried away by God. I'm sure you understand". He muttered as his left hand held his chest. He then rubbed his face and turned around to leave the parking lot. He walked again, but this time in a bit of a hurry.

"No! I cannot run away from trouble. I have to face it, whatever happens". Say it steadily. He turned around and approached a girl sitting in a chair near the parking lot.

The girl was unaware of Tio's arrival, she was just busy with her phone while putting her right foot on top of her left foot.

"Ehhem,"

The girl immediately looked for the source of the sound, she closed her phone for a moment. He was surprised to see who was behind him, and he immediately stood before the man.

"Aline?"

"Sir Tio? What's up, sir?"

"This is. sa. I want to apologize about yesterday's incident. But Alina believe me, I was unintentionally, completely unintentionally. I have no meaning for you. Sa-" Tio explained, Alina has interrupted her lecturer's speech.

"Sir, I'm sorry. At first, I also felt a little. But after you apologize, I feel relieved, "he said casually and a sweet smile was always engraved on his face.

"Ahh.well then. Thank you, excuse me first," he said with a little stammering.

Alina just nodded. Tio immediately passed from in front of Alina, while Alina, she was just witnessing the departure of her Lecturer. Then he smiled a little.

Toooooootttt

The car horn that sounded loud, quite surprised Alina. He turned around and was no stranger to the blue car in front of him.

"De. ride a spit," said the man who is none other than Fian. He rips his head from the car window to order Alina to enter his car immediately.

"I-yes," Alina immediately got into Fian's car in a slight hurry, and sat down on the seat next to her. He quickly put his seat belt on.

Without ba bi bu, Fian immediately gas-stamped, while Alina, he was just confused by what was happening now. He occasionally looked to his right side in wonder. Want his heart to ask, but the brain tries to prevent.

"Sister? What the hell is this? Don't make me panic!" Alina said as she turned her body facing Fian who was focused on holding the steering wheel of the car.

"We're going to the police station now" Fian replied briefly.

"A-the police station?" Alina was surprised by what Fian had just said.

He exhaled for a moment and leaned his back against the back of the car seat.

"My feelings are a little unpleasant," Inner Alina.

"Sister? Sis? It can be slow - slow, right? Alina's gonna puke!" Alina said to Fian who was driving his car at high speed, so he had to make Alina's hand grip tightly on the belt and window handle of the car.

Fian paid no heed to the words after the words Alina spoke. He just slammed the steering wheel to the right and left alternately.

Blluuugggggghhhh

The car door closed very tightly, Alina just blinked her eyes repeatedly while her breathing was a little irregular. Alina then comes out following Fian, but Fian walks quickly making Alina a little tired to chase after him. The backpack he left in the car, carrying only a flat object held tightly in his right hand.

Alina saw three men wearing similar orange-colored clothes, with masks on their faces.

Alina noticed every glance of the three men's eyes, she was like a stranger. Then Fian shifted the chair and invited Alina to sit right in front of the three men.

"Sister? This who?" Ask Alina with her stuff.

"Well De, these three people will explain something later. Please remain calm" said one of the policemen standing next to Alina.

"So, for Fian Ardiyansyah Putra Hartawan, and Alina Azalea Qiandra Hartawan. These three people are the perpetrators of the robbery at the Reporters' house."

"Huh yeah?" Alina seemed to shut her mouth a sign of disbelief at something the man in the police uniform had said.

Alina's sigh sounded strong after getting a brief explanation from the Police that these three people were the mastermind behind the riots and destruction of her family.

He remembered the death of his beloved mother. But Alina tried to be stronger and stoic. Alina put her cell phone on the table and and and both her hands she piled on it.

Fian was not surprised at all because he had expected this. He saw his sister who had begun to lose control. Fian grabbed Alina's shoulder to calm her down.

"Okay, please take the mask off first,"

Alina was very much looking forward to this, she wanted to immediately find out who these three people really were. At least he knows one of them.

The three suspects moved to remove the mask that covered half of his face.

"Irsyad?" Alina covered her mouth with one hand.

"You know De?" Ask Fian.

Alina ignored Fian's question.

"Sir? Sir? This what does it mean? Why is my friend involved?!" Alina urged the police to immediately explain what really happened.

"L-yes, Dek calm down for a bit. Those who will explain directly. Please listen carefully" replied the police, who tried to calm Alina.

"I'm sorry Lin, a. I..." Irsyad tried to open it word for word. He trembled violently and occasionally squeezed both his hands in handcuffs.

"This is what Syad means?" Urge Alina while leaning slightly forward. Alina was already impatient to hear further explanations from Irsyad.

"Actually, I had to do this. The economy that makes me have to earn money instantly. I paid them both 500 million if our mission was successful. And I don't know why I'm interested in their offer,"

"Didn't you guys make it? Then are you really getting paid?" Ketus Fian while crossing his hands in front of his chest.

"Ti-no Brother," said Irsyad nervously.

"Then tell me, who stabbed my mother to death?" Alina asked with sharp eyes and a flushed face. Also almost pulled out a clear liquid from both of his eye sockets.

The three prisoners just stared at each other without answering the question posed by Alina.

"Java!" Shouted Alina while standing up and pounding the table with a hunting emotion on her chest.

"Please calm down" said the policeman standing next to Alina. Alina shook the hand of the police who had touched her.

"Relax De" said Fian, holding Alina's hand. But soon he brushed it rough.

"A-I'm Lin," said Irsyad with great force.

Deggggggggs

Like being struck by lightning in broad daylight, Alina again sat down with Irsyad's answer.

Alina was so unexpected, that someone who was often with her now had made her life ruined. Several clear hairs came out of the two eye follicles Alina alternately.

"Don't touch my sister. The murderer!" Fian Exclamation. Fian then held Alina in his arms. The cream shirt that Fian was wearing was a little wet from Alina's tears.

Irsyad's heart ached when Fian said that Irsyad was a murderer. But what he said was a fact, regardless, he had already wiped out someone's life.

Irsyad couldn't stand all this, he cried with regret. He did not expect that it would eventually be this bitter. It flashed in the brain of his Campus, Family, and life plan that will be lived later. But everything has to run aground today, and so soon.

"Then who stabbed my father?" Asked Fian who was starting to grow furious and seemed ready to pounce on the three of them like a Tiger who lost his child.

"Sa-me." said Irsyad for the second time.

"Fuck!". Ketus Fian with veins that have been seen from his sturdy hands.

"Alina, sister, forgive me. Im sorry. I had to" said Irsyad, crying with a thousand regrets.

"Do you have to do it this way? You know Syad? Maybe when you just snatch that amount of money, I won't be this hateful as you are Syad. But reality says otherwise, You have eliminated my happiness. You won't know how he lost his life force. You won't know the taste of her floating above the void" Alina said in a weak tone and tears continued to flow on both of her pure white cheeks.

"But I believe Syad, that the laws of nature must work. Everything that happens, there will be consequences. Don't blame me if your family suffers from Syad" Alina continued with a faint look and a terrible smile on her lips.

Irsyad did not expect that this incident he thought would only have an impact on him, but it did not. His family was involved too. Is it possible that Alina and Fian will plan something against her family?

"Lin? Alina I beg Lin. You may punish me severely. But not my family Lin, they are not wrong" Irsyad said in a frightened tone.

"Pulpable? Then you killed my innocent mother what is Syad. I can't be sure your family will live a quiet life, this karma will either apply to you, or to your family. But I hope Syad, this will happen to both!" Alina said with a wry smile.

Alina wiped away her tears that had already dried up slightly on both of her cheeks violently. He left the police station regardless of Fian.

He got up and pushed the chair violently, then left.

The three prisoners witnessed Alina's departure. Especially Irsyad, he deeply felt his sense of losing the power he had seized just like that. Irsyad hit his own head. Guilt, of course, lurked in the depths of his heart. Moreover, the person he killed was the mother of his college friend.

"There's no point even if you cry blood!!!" Hardik Fian on the bowed Irsyad. Irsyad was increasingly overwhelmed by several threats from the son of the daughter of a wealthy family.

Fian just left the police station. He intended to catch up with Alina who ran somewhere.

"Sorry sir, your brother's mobile phone is left behind" said one of the police while giving a flat object to Fian's hand.

"Ohh, thank you sir, I beg you to say goodbye" said Fian briefly.

"Oh Allah, what have I done. I have lost someone's life. Forgive me, God, forgive me. I'm really sorry. If imprisoned for life, I sincerely when it can erase my sin, O God," said Irsyad while holding back tears. He covered the two feet that he held in his hand. Prison was so torturous in his mind, only one day he was detained, he had felt how bad he was in the cell.

The breeze of the wind graced the pitch-black sky. The glow of light reflected off the water currents located under the bridge. The moon is not so visible light that brings warmth, but blocked by black clouds that indicate tonight will rain.

His heart breaks to pieces when he finds out who is behind the events that happened to him. The anger, the sadness, mixed into one. Some of her hair was blond, exposed to the wind. He conveyed his two white hands on the iron bridge. Looks lethargic etched on his sweet face, his eyes that often emit a clear liquid, are now drained.

His head looked up at the sky. His heart complained of his increasingly messy destiny.

(Airina)

A month has passed, I am trying to convey the departure of my loved ones into the arms of the creator. Because it's useless, even if I cry, everything won't change.

"Wait? The creator? Why would I say that?" I don't realize what I just said. However, never mind..

Maybe just unintentionally.

Today, there is no schedule for me on campus, I want to spend my day with all the routines I enjoy enough. Starting from playing bubbles, making poetry, writing novels or others.

I flicked the curtains of his room were shiny gold, sunlight immediately entered into my room, giving a warm sensation so that my eyes with reflex closed very softly. My breath was so regular when I saw the beauty of the sky that looked blue, decorated with white cotton that became a friend of the sky this afternoon. I immediately folded my bad cover blanket patterned with the English flag, tidying up every crease of sprai that was lying because of my actions last night.

Just now I'm going out, suddenly from my phone sounds whatsapp notification indicates there is an incoming chat. I immediately picked up and saw who had just sent me a message.

"Sir Tio?" I said in my heart as I prepared to sit in the chair where I used to study.

I'm watching my phone more and more.

Fill in message :

'Good morning'

My lips suddenly revealed a smile takala saw the contents of the message from my Lecturer. A warm message in the morning warms my heart. After my smile was over, I immediately replied to a message from her.

'Yes, sir good morning too' Reply me

I waited for a moment to reply to a message from Mr. Tio because it had been seen ticking two ashes. I stared at the ceiling of my room and smiled to myself. How humiliating.

Tinkg

'Do you have time today?'

I scrunched my eyebrows and thought for a moment.

'There's sir, but what's up?'

'I intend to meet you today. I asked if you had time or not. Fears busy😁(emot tooth smile)'

'Oh well then, I'm ready first'

'We met at the Farmala Cafe about 9 nan.

See you's'

Ahhhhh, I'm thinking less and less. There is a wind like this early in the morning Mr. Tio invited me to meet. Have I not completed my task? I guess I've. The thesis? Not-time.

Now I'm sitting on the table at Cafe Farmala no. 04. My body is only wrapped in a white short T-shirt with SARANGHEYO and long jeans. The cafe table fi I put the black sling bag I used to carry with me and my cell phone. I saw my watch was at 08. 27, but Mr. Tio never came. I waited while tidying up my blonde hair with my hands on the phone screen.

"Eheeemmm," a clear-sounding voice of thundered beside me behind me. I stopped my activities for a moment. I turned my body and found Mr. Tio standing behind me. I stood up immediately too.

My lecturer looks younger with her outfit today, she's wearing only a short black t-shirt and cream-colored office pants. The smell of his body is distinctive, it smells very concentrated in my nose. Her hair was still slightly wet, neatly combed to the right. He smiled at me, our eyes staring at each other.

"Sit down," his precepts were brief.

I just nodded and shifted my chair then sat in the front seat of Mr. Tio.

"Ahh Alina, how are you?" He asked her who started our conversation.

"Well sir, then Father?" Ask me back

"Yaaa like this," he smiled revealing his neat row of teeth. "I'm sorry I brought you here in the morning". Reciprocity.

"Ahh no problem sir, I also today there is no campus schedule," I returned his smile.

Mr. Tio just nodded while throwing his breath slowly.

"I just want to know what your condition is like. Because of this Late End, I rarely see you on campus,"

"Ahh that. ehhh no sir, I am also now if you go home from campus directly home."

"Ohh so. Hopefully, you can get better, Alina,"

"Yes sir, I hope so too. I think I can take it now. Plus.. My father is healthy and working again,"

"Make every memory a lesson. Because the best teacher of life is experience" he said. Short, but very meaningful. I'm more and more interested in listening to the words that come out of his mouth.

"Oh yeah, don't you want to order a drink first?" The connection while chuckling.

"Oh yes, I forgot!" Reply with a little laugh.

I know more and more who Mr. Tio really is. He is a very gentle person in speaking words. Neat in appearance, and always maintain the tatakrama wherever he is. He is a good man. Moreover, he obeyed his religion.

Make every memory a lesson, because the best teacher of a life, is a\`\` experience).