My Other Hidden Side. ..

The Bookstore Man

The deeds of Mr. Grace have not been compared to what the man has done to me. Until that day happens, the day I don't want to see my body again even touch it. Because the man had -

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POV Author

The light raised his hand and held a large mirror in front of him, He looked at the beautiful woman with beautiful eyes but had a deep radiance of sadness in his eyes, it was him.

POV LIGHT

I closed my eyes tightly as the shadow of the incident flashed through my mind, I did not want to remember it even thinking about it would not.

But that shadow of memory always appears when I look at myself with my true appearance.

I held the mirror in front of me while staring at my reflection, as if I was going to be dealing with myself.

I spent more time with my disguise so as to forget my true appearance.

I don't know when was the last time I left the house with what I look like without this disguise.

Since that incident I became devastated, I did not want to go to school and meet other people even my family, I was scared until I was depressed.

No one knows about it. My parents don't know, I don't want to tell, I can't.

Imagine how they feel when they find out if the girl -

I can't

My parents were confused by my change in attitude but I chose to shut up when they asked me "What's wrong. They wanted me to tell them and they said maybe they could help me if I had a problem but I just smiled and said I was okay.

Time passed my attitude more and more closed, my grades in school decreased.

Until one day I saw my mother crying with a whim near my father, I also saw my father shed tears.

Father: "Have, he will hear you cry" said the father, hugging the mother who was still crying.

I saw everything, I felt guilty for seeing them grieve because of me, I decided to try to forget everything and start everything over

I slowly began to improve on the life I had left. Not as easy as it turned out, I lost my confidence, I did not dare to appear in public with my true self . I always felt something was wrong with me, I was scared when they looked at me, I was scared when a man approached me and said I was beautiful.

Until I met an appearance that made me feel comfortable, an appearance that made me not have to fear facing the hungry gazes of men who scared me.

But actually this appearance is a bulwark that hides my fears, gives me confidence and I like it.

I don't need to be afraid if at any time I don't look as beautiful as other women, I don't have to think about what to wear tomorrow's clothes to college and other things.

It would be a lie if I said I didn't want to live with what I look like without this disguise. I wanted to, really wanted to but I wasn't that brave. Until I can face my own fears, then I will return to what I was.

POV Author

Light walked to the bathroom to refresh his sticky body after a long day of activity, plus he had to stand long enough under the hot sun enough to make his skin burn.

Today he doesn't have as many activities as he used to, so he plans to go to the bookstore looking for his favorite comics. Because according to the information he got the latest series has been published. Just thinking about it had made him happy, a trivial thing but it could slightly reduce his boredom.

After finishing with her bathing activities she immediately put on the clothes she used to wear.

pants are also over-size clothes, should not be missed are also his favorite thick glasses. He looked in the mirror, the little girl with braided hair and also her thick glasses were ready.

POV LIGHT

"It's ready "I said with a smile looking in the mirror.

" Even with this shirt I still look beautiful" I said confidently, still looking in the mirror.

I hurried to tidy up my look and headed to the bookstore by taking public transportation as usual.

POV Author

A moment after until the light immediately opened the door and closed it quickly which caused a somewhat noisy sound

"kreet"(just think of the sound of the door).

Fortunately there were not many people there, maybe only about two or three people including the bookstore keeper there.

The guard sitting not far from there gasped at the door that was opened and closed loudly.

The shopkeeper was used to the arrival of the light that arrived like that, but still he was shocked by it.

"well, can't you just go in quietly and close the door gently" the shopkeeper said in annoyance as he stood up and pointed at the light with the small wooden stick he was holding.

"Where? Where's my book? " the word light was agitated as it looked at the guard pack.

"Can't you ask me slowly? " said the father again.

"I know you're not busy" the father said nonchalantly as he sat back in his chair.

The shopkeeper was named Ali sir, the light used to call him uncle. She and the light were very close and already considered the light like her own daughter. So, he was already used to this situation. When the new series of comics came, the light always behaved so so it was nothing new to him.

"Come uncle, tell me where the book is" said the light.

"Ah well, look over there in the upper right corner, I saw there was still one there "he said as he pointed towards the bookshelf.

The light immediately ran towards that shelf. A few minutes later, he did not return. The confused Ali asked

"Have you seen it? " ask Ali.

"Already" said the light while on tiptoes because of the high bookshelf in addition to his short height so he could not reach it easily.

"Then why are you still there? " said Mr. Ali.

"I've seen it but I didn't take it" said the light broke off because he was on tiptoes and still trying to pick it up.

"No hoshh can hoshh uncle hoshh help me? " the word of light that was still bored by fatigue jumped while walking towards the cashier where Pak Ali was sitting.

"huhh you've always been troublesome" said Mr. Ali as he walked towards the bookshelf that the light wanted.

When I got back there the book was gone, someone took it. The position of the shelf is directly attached to the wall covered by glass for that part of the area only.

Actually behind the glass wall there is a secret reading room that is not known to the light.

Because the store was quite large and spacious so the light did not notice if there was anyone other than him behind the shelf full of books, because indeed he could not see it but it was different from the person inside who could see the light clearly.

The man was sitting in the room behind the shelf, he was reading quietly until someone came to disturb his calm.

He muttered in annoyance at someone who had just opened and closed the door hard enough to annoy him.

"What's wrong with her? " said the man inwardly as he glanced irritatedly at the door beside him as if someone had just arrived.

He continued reading the book he was holding. He heard the sound of a girl who seemed to be the cause of the commotion talking to the shopkeeper not far from his hidden seat.

The man was named Kivandra, commonly called Andra. A handsome man who prefers to be alone in a quiet place while reading his favorite book.

ANDRA POV

I am a person who does not like to hang out and can only be close to certain people, such as family or friends that I have known since I was a child. I'm not the kind of person who gets close easily and opens my heart to others so I'd rather spend my own time.

As of right now, I was in a bookstore enjoying my own time while reading my favorite book. Everything was going on peacefully until then, before someone arrived with the noise of the door being opened and closed violently destroying my peace.

I was very upset by the source that caused the noise to appear. I heard the voice of a girl talking to the shopkeeper. I don't know what he did until he sounded the latest.

I saw him through the glass of the room where I was reading, he walked quickly towards the bookshelf right next to where I was sitting.

He did not see me because he was blocked by many books in front of him and of course this secret room glass that others might think was just an ordinary glass wall, because of this glass wall I can see the girl clearly.

The braid-haired girl with her thick glasses was on her tiptoes and jumped up next to me, it seemed like she was trying to reach something on it.

Maybe because of his short body he couldn't reach it and finally gave up, I saw him walking towards the cashier. It seemed like he was asking the help of this shopkeeper who was none other than Uncle Ali to pick up the book.

Curious I shifted the door in front of me which was the bookshelf itself and walked over to the location of the book.

When I looked up, I saw a book that seemed to be in the direction of the girl.

I was curious about the book so I decided to take it to my seat earlier.

I walked back to my sitting room. I saw the book I was holding "COMIC" I thought.

I didn't know why I was curious about the book so I decided to read it. Looks like it's a pretty good comic considering the girl's struggle to pick it up.

POV Author

The light walked back towards the bookshelf accompanied by Mr. Ali beside him.

" Uncle help me take-"

before finishing his sentence, he was shocked when he did not see the comic book again there.

"Where's the book? Are you pranking me" Mr. Ali asked the light.

"So it's still here" said the light pointing at the empty bookshelf.

"where is uncle's book? "the light again.

"Where uncle knows the light, not from earlier only you are here" said uncle ali.