Revisions

#8

Qefir lit a cigarette and drank a cup of coffee served by his wife, Firna.

"Mom, so how?"

Millan who was laughing playing with Chloe turned to Qefir.

"Let him go home."

"Is it harmless that he's home here?If he knows something how?"

"We can't isolate her forever" Millan hands Chloe to Firna.

"According to Edgar, his health improved but his memory did not. Edgar took him to Jogja, but he had no memory of the places he had been."

"Is the amnesia permanent?" firna asked with concern.

"Of course, we can't tell if we're not watching him closely." Millan took his drinking cup.

"Mom doesn't trust Edgar, either. He could've stabbed us in the back."

Qefir.

"I miss that kid." Firna sighed.

Qefir was annoyed.

"Lost in the bully? Has he treated you well?" ask Qefir.

Firna.

"Never once. By the way, he used to love eating these biscuits."

Millan, who was lifting a piece of biscuit to eat it, fell silent. He put the biscuits back.

"Where do you know that?" ask Millan.

"I've seen him eat these biscuits a lot. In his room must have been a lot of trash wrapping these biscuits."

Millan was silent and then he took the biscuits back to eat them.

"The boy has good taste."

Millan said after tasting the biscuits.

**

Charcoal can't sleep. He repeated all Ratna's reports.

"Name Biran. She's a friend of Miss in Jakarta. He wants to meet Miss in person in Jakarta."

How am I supposed to meet him?"

Charcoal lay to the left thinking and then recalled Ratna's words.

"Miss, I see miss is much better. If indeed Miss has the will, Miss should dare to act."

Maybe for Ratna he was weird. He can walk, he has money. Why he keeps arguing with Edgar. He should be able to go wherever he wants. But what he's been doing all this time, he's following all the whims of Edgar and his family.

Charcoal closed his eyes.

He rebelled, he remembers. She was dragged forcibly back home, she was locked up in a dark room. Arang did not know what the doctor who handled it did. All he knew was he was getting scared. Arang often hallucinates, he has difficulty distinguishing which reality is the truth. She was afraid of being taken to a mental hospital because her guardian was her stepmother, a person she did not trust. Even his family's lawyers thought Arang did have a mental disorder since the accident but they did not allow Arang to be taken to a mental treatment center. Eventually Millan offered Arang a choice to live and live with Edgar. For the sake of Arang's mental health, that's their reason.

In recent months, Arang disposed of all drugs given when Edgar did not know. Arang began to feel that he was actually fine. But Arang did not have the courage to act extremes, he was afraid that he would be considered insane again. Charcoal also sometimes still feel nervous and trembling.

"What do they want?why don't you just kill me if they want treasure?"

"Arang, are you sleeping?" Edgar knocked on Charcoal's room.

"Not yet, come in." Arang sat down on his bed.

"What's wrong?" ask Arang

"Hmm, I'm sorry, but our plans changed."

Charcoal scrunched his forehead.

"I have to get back to Jakarta in the morning. I'm sorry that the holidays aren't on schedule."

"Karin?"Arang guess. Edgar nodded.

"There's trouble in the office."

"I how?" ask Arang.

Edgar looked at Arang's face.

"You come with me to Jakarta. I have a house for you to live in there."

Arang looked at Edgar in disbelief.

"Why my house?"

Edgar wanted to open his voice but Arang spoke again.

"Yes, I changed my mind, indeed while it is better to stay at your house. I also feel uncomfortable living in that house."

Edgar looked at Arang and smiled before leaving.

"Edgar." Arang called again.

***

Karin glanced at the photo Martha had placed on her desk and then turned to her assistant who was sitting back.

"How did you get there?No, I'm also surprised, how did you know they went to Jogja?"

Martha took a deep breath and threw it away.

"Destiny, Mom."

"Destiny? Whatchu mean?"

"I took leave yesterday because there is a need in Jogja. I accidentally saw them at that Villa."

"When did you see her first?"

"The day they came, I came out of that Villa. The villa belongs to my brother."

"Hmm, what a coincidence."

"Then what is this?" Karin took the photo then her eyes turned red holding back anger when she saw the picture more clearly.

"I also accidentally went back that day to pick up the goods behind the warehouse. The one guarding Villa already knows me, he doesn't suspect."

"When it was raining heavily and they didn't get out of the car, the two of them seemed to be enjoying the rain while...."

Karin looked at Martha.

"You know Martha, sometimes having too sophisticated a spy like you can shock me a bit."

"Sorry Mom, are you okay?"

Karin burned the photo and threw it in the trash.

"The next time you catch them, you don't have to tell me the details of what happened."

Martha lowered.

"Sorry Mom.."

"It's a little annoying. Edgar, go too far! You guys are at the Villa why not just make out in the villa?!!" Karin clenched her hands in annoyance.

"I can't imagine what's going on inside the house, if it's just like that outside the house..." Martha involuntarily spoke again.

Karin looked at Martha.

"Martha, can you come out now?"

Martha immediately ran out of the room leaving Karin in a frenzy.

***

"Ruby came today?" Firna involuntarily shouted.

Millan nodded.

"Please arrange dinner. He's Martin's son, anyway."

"What to prepare, Mom?" Firna asked her mother-in-law for directions.

Millan seemed to think.

"As far as you are. It's not so important the food."

Firna nodded then exited the room, in front of the door she passed by an eavesdropping orange.

"Did you come today?"

Firna frowned, "You eavesdropping again?"

"Son Firna yelled." The orange defended itself.

"really?"Firna didn't feel like yelling.

"So, can you help me see Chloe. He's in his room."

Orange nodded then glanced at Millan's room.

"Hallo Chloe," Orange greeted his nephew lazily. Chloe only glanced at a glance and also lazily replied Orange. The little girl was busy playing with her nanny.

"Chloe, Aunt Ruby's coming today." Orange talks to Chloe but again Chloe doesn't care about it.

Orange looked at Chloe in annoyance.

"Why do you look so much like him?" The orange curses in her heart, and she settles down on Chloe's bed, looking up at the ceiling.

"Ah, why am I so nervous. This is the first time I've met my sister since the accident. Is he still like he used to be?"

Chloe closed her eyes, remembering Ruby's rude remark.

"Just because you think our father is the same, doesn't mean you should consider me a brother. Don't come near me!!"

The orange clutches itself.

"Surprisingly, I always miss him.."

***