Miss Hurray, I Love You!

Thirty-two

A breeze hit Alsava's face, the wide smile that had been gracing his face was now gone without rest. His tears were ready to spill when the eyelids blinked.

Earlier, while giving a flyer on the steering wheel, he accidentally saw Rafan clearly. Wearing expensive clothes with neatly arranged hair, looks handsome and classy in accordance with the true identity of Rafan.

Alsava's heart was happy when he saw the face that he missed for a week. But not yet the happiness was perfect, the tail of his eyes caught the beautiful face of a girl who was struggling spoiled in Rafan's arms. They look so friendly and harmonious.

Knowing the situation he faced, Alsava quickly dodged and pretended to distribute flyers to other drivers by putting on a wide enough smile. Trying to cover up the anxiety when seeing Rafan has returned to the real life with someone who is certainly special to the man.

"He has been happy with his life, in vain tears and my feelings for this week," said Alsava while removing one tear that managed to escape without being prevented.

"Bright... Who do you think he is? And who are you? Dare to hope the impossible."

Alsava hit his head a little hard to dispel any hopes and thoughts that Rafan still remembers or even misses him.

"Had enough. Life goes on, work Alsava!" while swinging his fist in the air cheered himself.

Some people who were on the sidewalk had glanced at Alsava with astonished and confused looks when they heard the girl's screech. Despite knowing it has become the center of attention, Alsava pretends not to care when in fact feel embarrassed also because he forgot to be in a public place.

"I love your spirit."

Alsava's body jumped in shock to get a pat on the left shoulder. The girl immediately looked back and looked at the pure white man smiling towards her.

"Te-te-thank you sir."

Alsava lowered his head, not daring to lift his face after his eyes had crossed with Betrand, the slender-eyed young man of the supervisor Alsava at work.

"It's okay, let's get on with work." The man named Betrand turned around after previously giving his best smile to Alsava.

***

"What is Rangga inside?" Uncle Yo asked the staff secretary Rangga, the young girl got up to her feet saluting him and Rafan who put on a flat face beside uncle Yo.

"There's a sir, but... Mr. Rangga is still a guest," the secretary replied in slight hesitation.

Uncle Yo nodded then passed towards his own study, Rafan himself just kept silent and continued following Uncle Yo's footsteps without making a sound. I don't know, that guy's mood is turning chaotic right now.

She thought it would be fine after accidentally seeing Alsava on the way to the office, especially she was with Alexi-the woman she thought was carrying her child. Everything is beyond prediction because it turns out Rafan's heart is chaotic and feels excessive worry when he sees Alsava who still has to pant for money.

Why didn't he just spend the remaining money selling watches? You stubborn girl!

Rafan can only curse Alsava in the heart. Meanwhile, Yo's uncle begins to tell her about many things, about Rafan's childhood to adulthood. Uncle Yo think Rafan is listening to him, but Rafan's mind and soul are still left with a girl named Alsava, that's why he became quiet since.

Just the last sentence Uncle Yo can hear, the rest I don't know Rafan. Rafan responds with a small slit while looking down, looking sad and frustrated. Uncle Yo looked at his nephew wryly.

Feeling sorry for thinking that Rafan is desperate not yet able to remember his lost memory. Though actually not really, Rafan was sad and frustrated because he saw the condition of Alsava, apparently he was still very worried about the liar girl.

"Where did Uncle know that I was with Alsava all this time? When I first opened my eyes four months ago, there was not a single identity that could show that I was an heir to a well-known company."

Asking a question that stuck in his mind since his uncle picked Rafan up from Alsava's boarding room. Rafan's forehead wrinkled faintly, looking straight at Uncle Yo who was also looking at him.

The middle-aged man got up from his seat, walked up to the work desk and opened the small drawer to the left of the table. Take out a small black box. With the black box in hand, uncle Yo sat back on the sofa beside Rafan who had since noticed every little move his uncle made.

Uncle Yo placed the small black box in Rafan's hand which he gently pulled. "A person in charge of the watch shop called to make sure that this watch is yours." Uncle Yo paused his sentence then smiled faintly at Rafan who looked confused.

"The watch was specially ordered by your Papa as a gift of your graduation while studying. Besides being a limited edition, there's a gravity initial of your name behind that watch."

Rafan opened the box slowly, took out the watch and watched as he turned around trying to pay attention to every detail without being missed.

"One first month, uncle almost desperately looking for you, because after deploying a lot of people traces of you like lost swallowed by the earth. Suddenly the store's in charge called and asked about the watch, the suspicion of the store's in charge occurred due to seeing the monthly report made by his own staff."

"After seeing the physicality of the watch, the store's person in charge was increasingly convinced to contact. He's sure the watch is yours because he used to take care of the watch purchase transaction himself."

"From there uncle expanded the search and looked at the cctv shop to find out who already sold your watch and it brought uncle to find you. Start sending people to observe and take care of you from afar."

"Take me to the village of Alsava?" Uncle Yo nodded in response.

Uncle Yo ended the story while sitting leaning back, his gaze blankly staring at the ceiling of the room. The middle-aged man looked a lot of thoughts.

"Directly Alsava who makes it easy for Uncle to find me?" Uncle Yo nodded for sure.

"Learn all these documents first, only then do we learn new things."

Uncle Yo handed over the stack of documents he had placed on the table in front of Rafan, pushing the pile of documents slowly to get closer to Rafan. The man simply stared at the pile of documents before him with a pushy look.

Suddenly Rafan recalled a few sentences that Rangga said drunkenly one week ago. Without making a sound, Rafan began to read one of the topmost documents of the pile. Uncle Yo looked at Rafan with a sigh of relief.

These four months have changed you a lot, son.

The gratitude suddenly radiated warmly filled Uncle Yo's chest seeing the positive change from his nephew-Rafan.