STALKERS

34. Grief News

This afternoon at the hospital. Zevanya and Arjuna are undergoing bullet removal surgery. Zevanya had only minor surgery, while Arjuna was bleeding from five gunshot wounds to his back. The girl came out of the operating room, there was already a Zevano waiting at the door.

Zevano pulled his Zevanya body into his arms. He patted the girl's back. Zevano gets sad news from the doctor who handles Livy, either have to start from where to discuss about their mother.

“Mama is fine, right?” ask Zevanya.

“Mama is calm now, Mama will not be lonely anymore there.”

His Zevanya body slumped down. His chest hurt when he heard the sad news from Zevano. Tears flooded his cheeks. Two nurses came by while pushing Livy's safe. Zevano helped Zevanya stand up, they simultaneously opened a white cloth that covered the entire body of the mother.

The condition of Livy's body was like being tortured by someone. There were bruises on the woman's neck and arms. Before hanging himself, some of Gavin's men beat and even slapped Livy. After that, they had Livy hang herself with a chain that had been prepared. Zevano told the two nurses to take the mother's body to the delivery car.

Looking ahead, Arga ran towards the Z twins. Her zevanya immediately wrapped both hands around her husband's waist. He rubbed and kissed the head of Zevanya. Thought, the feeling of tightness in his chest will decrease, it turns out even more tightness.

Arga rubbed the girl's back. “Stop crying. If you can't, try taking a deep breath ... Blow from the mouth.”

Zevanya follows Arga's instructions. He took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly. Right, the tightness in his chest had improved considerably. His face became sticky due to too many tears.

“How is Arjuna doing?” ask Arga to Zevano.

“Still in the surgeon's care. About me ... He died.” Zevano replied.

Arga glanced at his watch. “We still have three hours. While waiting for Arjuna to finish the operation, we should be ready to go to the public cemetery.”

“Lo bener.”

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Livy's body was buried next to Wijaya's grave. It was Zevanya's request because her mother always wanted to meet her father. The girl just daydreamed at the board engraved with her mother's name. His closest friend is gone, now his parents. Everyone who was close to Gavin would surely have fared like his parents. I don't know who the next victim is.

His zeva squeezed tightly into his fingers. “Gue wants revenge. This cannot be allowed. Cindy, beautiful, even our parents are victims! I don't want Deska to be the next victim.“

“The problem is that I do not know where Deska and other students were taken. The police lost track of Gavin. For a while we put together a plan in advance.“ Arga explained.

Zevano breathed out softly. “Lo really, moreover they are not only 20 people. People elected to be members of the stalker, just for revenge and venting lust.”

“I have an idea. How about we lure them.” proposes Arga. He hugged Zevanya and Zevano's shoulders while whispering about his plan.

Zevanya. “Gue agree.“

Arga smiled brightly as Zevanya finally agreed. “Good, don't act rashly without any instruction.”

Zevano and Zevanya take turns watering the mother's grave with a bottle of prayer water. Afterwards, the three of them say goodbye to Livy and Wijaya before leaving. Their first plan was to spread a sheet of paper containing information about the disappearance of an 18-year-old teenage girl to pedestrians.

Meanwhile, dusk has arrived at the Jakarta city square. The square seems crowded in many young teenagers, even adults. Zevanya and Zevano began handing out the piece of paper to pedestrians there. The paper also has a second phone number.

“Halo, Brother. There is my cousin who is missing, until now can not be found. If Brother squirms my cousin please report to this number, yes.” The zevanya thrust the piece of paper to the lovers who were walking on foot.

Zevano shared missing person posts on Twitter and Instagram. He also asked Twitter for help to arrest the stalkers who had taken many casualties. His post was flooded with comments, there was a male gangster who wanted to help him.

“Zeva, I'll go for a minute. I have business, keep here and do not go where.” before leaving the twin, Zevano rubbed gently Zevanya hair.

Zevanya simply replied with a nod. He handed the piece of paper back. While he was busy handing out a piece of paper, his phone rang. Zevanya walked over the edge while picking up the phone from her husband.

“Where else are you now?”

“Gue—”

A girl accidentally hits her Zeva, causing a sheet of paper in her hand to fall onto the asphalt. His phone was thrown into the iron cover. His zevanya crouched down, picking up a sheet of scattered paper.

“That's okay?” ask the girl.

His gaze turned to the girl who hit him. “Nothing, kok.”

When going to reach the phone, the phone instead fell into the sidelines of a small hole in the lid of the got. The zevanya tried to put his hand in. However, it does not fit. Then, he remembered the girl's words.

Zevanya breathed heavily. “Nothing. But, pain ..”

“Zevaya? What happened?” faintly, Arga's voice sounded from the phone that was inside the got.

The girl lowered her head. His hand hit his chest hard. Why is my life so like this? Do I not deserve to be happy?

Since there was no answer from the wife, Arga ended his mobile call. Arga was rushing towards the place where Zevanya was. Good thing the GPS on Zevanya's phone is activated, so Arga can find out the location of the girl.

A 10-year-old girl approaches Zevanya. The little girl stood in front of Zevanya who was covering her wet face. “Sister, this is for Sister. Let Brother not be sad anymore.”

The zevanya raised its head. The little girl placed the love-shaped squishy in her Zevanya hand, then left after giving the object away. The girl played it the way in crumbs. While playing it, suddenly a white car stopped in front of him.

“Zevanya.”

Arga smiled with relief at seeing his wife was fine. He picked up the piece of paper, his gaze stalled on Zevanya's cellphone lying in the got. The screen is even wet. However, it can still work because the phone is waterproof. Arga helped the girl stand up.

Seeing both of Zevanya's cheeks wet, Arga immediately wiped it. “Stop crying. Indeed losing a mother or father is sick, but you have to accept the fact that they are no more.”

“Yes, you really. Maybe because the guenya is too crybaby.”

The wind blows strong. Arga slipped Zevanya's hair who was flying because of the wind. The man smiled. “Nothing, I like.”

To be continued.