Milky

Part. 58

Like just getting a lottery draw, Bima walked out of the building. He threw away the mask that had been covering his face everywhere. I guess he doesn't need that anymore. After all, the heir was found, and he was nothing.

It feels good to be able to show yourself without fear of being known and no longer need to hide behind the mask. Inside a small building, a middle-aged man observed Bima's behavior. He turned his back after being able to clearly see the bodyguard's face.

"I-that's it, isn't the young man that the Great Lord is looking for?" He sipped a nervous saliva. Is it necessary that he report Bima who has a face similar to the characteristics his Master mentioned yesterday.

"Do I have to report it? But inside there, Young Master was already found and the young Miss herself found him. How could there be two Young Masters in one house with the same face? Unless they're twins" he chirped again still weighing the contents of his thoughts.

He hurried away from his place, entering the hall in a hurry. He shouted out loudly to Razka.

"Master! The master! I saw him, Sir! The young man you're looking for I saw in the courtyard, Sir!" His voice that echoed shocked everyone. He soon became the center of attention. The confused faces that were staring at him, made himself nervous instantly. The taste that was just vanishing. Moreover, when he looked towards the stage there was the same young man with a different posture.

"Who are you looking at?" Briant stepped down the stage, approaching the man earlier. Stand face to face, demanding an explanation.

"Tu-sir, I'm sorry. Maybe my vision was wrong. I saw the same young man outside walking from inside this building. He ... he's the bodyguard who always wears that mask, sir," he reported.

Briant remembered Bima who had just walked out of the hall for a while. He signals the others to be sure. Razka smiled from the stage, if she did not remember the two elderly people in the hospital, she would definitely throw out the young man who was with her at this time.

"What are you saying! The young man is here, maybe you just saw it wrong," Razka exclaimed. The complainant scratched his head in confusion himself.

"How's it?" briant asked as the two who had left confirmed, returning inside the hall.

"There's no one out there, sir! There are only employees downstream in the hallway. For the rest, there were no youths like the one mentioned by him," reported those who were greeted with sighs by Briant.

"Pardon me, sir. Maybe I was wrong to see. Sorry again, excuse me!" He turned. His mouth murmured indistinctly as long as his feet stepped out of the room. Briant shook his head, he stroked his dizzy temple.

Somehow his heart became doubtful of the young man's figure. He was investigating Bima, wanting to catch the young man without a mask. He thought it would be easy, in fact until that day he had never found Bima kecolongan.

While Bima had been on the streets, her face was shiny, her smile was radiant, her eyes were drawn. He is cool driving while humming following the strains of classical music. Razka's warm skin can still be felt, firmly attached to the surface of her skin.

"Oh Allah. In fact, he's a nobody. His son also met. Ah ... why is the cave so ngarep their child, anyway? It was also a disappointed cave, knowing their son had met and it was not a cave." He laughed a little. Feeling silly with your own thoughts.

The car entered the campus area, the pace slowed down. Bima no longer hesitated to show himself. What is hiding for? But it is not what is sought. He took his sunglasses, pulled the bag out of the car.

Rumors about him he had heard, but not Bima his name if he would care. His feet continued to step into the building, pairs of unblinking eyes staring at him.

"Male!" The voice of the girl who always ignited her emotions returned to her ears. Bima ignored him, continuing towards his own class.

"Don't look in front of the cave!" hardik Bima when Yola retraced his steps. He brushed the girl's body to the side, so as to get out of his way.

"What are you guys doing? Who's screaming that?" Bima's eyes were red-lit. Yola was nervous herself, she knew what Bima meant.

"I-I don't know. That's not me," she refused. Bima approached, her intimidating footsteps made Yola corner the girl.

"You're afraid you're still bullying another girl on campus!" threatening him as he passed towards the origin of the screams earlier. This time he heard moans, sobs in one of the campus aisles that students rarely pass.

"What are you guys doing? The insolent! I don't have any of you, yeah!" bima snapped as he approached. He took what was in their hands by force. Two of Yola's friends were pushed back with frozen bodies.

Bima approached a girl who was crying down. He sat on the floor in a chaotic condition. The hijab she was wearing was forcefully pulled and her face was made like a clown by them.

"Clean your face and this ..take it!" The girl received the veil from Bima's hand. Wearing it before he looked up at his helper.

He was silent for a long time, looking at the handsome face before him. Her thin lips smiled, revealing two small dimples on either side. He snapped, his eyes sparkling with pleasure.

"Sister! I finally found my brother!" The girl hugged Bima without hesitation. Two of Yola's friends looked at each other, they gulped their stale saliva in dismay. This time, they were wrong to bully people.

Bima himself did not understand, why the girl hugged him suddenly. He did not recognize his face because it was filled with makeup.

"Oh, don't cry. Clean your face and keep the hood on." Bima rubbed his back. He helped her up, and waited outside the toilet.

"Damn!" Bima cursed when he did not find two people who had bullied the girl earlier. He did not move from his place, waiting for the girl to finish and would take her to class.

"Done?" bima asked as the girl came out looking down to justify her veil, "you seem like the new kid here? A transfer?" bima continued asking while watching that face down.

Slowly the girl's head looked up, her red eyes looking at Bima full of longing. Bima frowned, her chest pounding as their gazes clashed.

Why do rich caves know these girls? Face him, similar to a cave. Who, huh?

Bima wondered for himself, he scraped his memory deep in search of memories with the girl before him. Feeling that his heart was so close to that figure, Bima did not give up.

"Who are you?" I would rather ask than guess.

"Sister! Did you forget me? Brother doesn't remember me? Why did you just leave me? Without saying goodbye, without sending a message. Brother knows, I kept looking for Brother all the way to the house, but Big Brother is no more. Why did you leave me?" cerocos the girl with tears flowing down the river.

Bima stammered, his tongue could not answer. "I-i ...." He was still looking for a memory of the girl who had the same look as him. His eyes were bought, a memory sticking out to the surface.

"Sister, can we meet again?" His lips twitched mentioning one name.