
STEVA POV.
I came out of the room while rolling my wet hair up using a hairpin, from the end of my long hair still dripping the remnants of the water that soaked my back.
I was wearing coksu-colored sepaha shorts and a plain t-shirt that was a bit of a shabby white short-sleeved shirt, the bottom of which I put into my pants. These are all aunt Elly's clothes she hasn't worn in a long time.
I walked towards the kitchen past the dining table where there were already 4 different generations of men sitting laughing and talking there, and I passed by without looking at them, darting straight towards the kitchen.
In the kitchen aunt still struggling with a spoon that clinks the results of collaboration with the glass, aunty made black coffee to be served to the guests. And from the kitchen to the dining table there is no barrier, so our activities are fully displayed.
"Please bring me this one, okay?" Aunt Elly gave me a tray of 4 cups of coffee, while she carried two dishes in her right and left hand that contained fried fish.
"Come, please!" exclaimed aunt Elly who put both dishes on the dining table, she then sat her ass on a chair near uncle Yohan, oh yes, he sat down, I want to say that almost all the furniture in this wooden house is made of teak and mahogany. This includes chairs and dining tables. And this is all the work of uncle Yohan and aunt Elly herself.
I just came, put a tray on the table, and then I served coffee one by one to Uncle Yohan and his three guests. They have removed the glasses, masks and leather jackets that are all black they originally wear.
"I don't drink coffee!"
"DIG!"
I who had lowered my head and did not observe the faces of the guests uncle Yohan, finally looked up when one of them refused the coffee I served.
'Malvin?'
My body trembled, and I reflexively retreated, I could not believe what I saw before my eyes at this moment.
The man I once loved dearly, the man who saved me from a cursed night, the man who took my crown, my ex-lover.
Malviness Bachtiar, isn't he dead? No, I don't mean to swear, but he's dying, did he get a heart donor and finally survive?
"Eva? You okay, honey?" asked Aunt Elly who stood up to touch my shoulder, I was so shocked, nervous, panicked, and? I didn't expect to meet Malvin after all this time, and this was unintentionally, somewhere remote in the world, somewhere far from civilization. I really didn't expect.
"My nephew is indeed very handsome, a lot of girls who immediately fell for him just by first meeting, but I can't believe your nephew's reaction to such exaggeration, hahahaha," babble one of uncle's guests who is the same age as him. Uncle Yohan only responded with a wry smile.
Malvin looked forward flatly, as if he were oblivious, he was Malvin, but with a different aura. Yes, he lost his memory, did that change his character as well? He looks cold and quiet.
"Eva? What's up?" ask uncle Yohan.
I shook my head quickly many times. But my net didn't move from him. Either I have to be happy to see him healthy and alive, or? I'm not sure.
"That's not, Uncle. Me, just shocked!" I replied nervously with my body still trembling.
"It's okay, sit down."
My aunt led me to sit down, and I said, sitting in a chair near Malvin.
"Do you want something else, sir?" ask aunt Elly politely to Malvin.
"No, thank you." replied Malvin very calmly and flatly.
**POV MALVIN**.
I'm a human being who doesn't know who I am, those gathered say they're my family, the pictures they show as evidence. And I don't know what to respond to.
They say my name is Malviness Bachtiar, living in the hospital for a long time, they say I have to fight, but for what? Who for? I don't even know what my life is for.
But that day? That afternoon, when I joined Uncle Ramon and his assistant Mr. Dory in an outback village, for the first time I felt that there was life in my heart, my heart was beating with a different beat, abnormal beat when I came to the wooden house of one of the woodworkers who became uncle Ramon's business partner.
The girl, a brown girl in a simple style, living in a place far from the civilization of the city, was able to shake my heart for the first time. This Debaran, but I'm sure this happened because I saw her new one coming and greeted her uncle and aunt as we spoke in the front yard of the barn next to the wooden house.
I looked at him closely, but I didn't know him, of course. How can I know him, even though I do not know myself. Oh, goddamn.
The girl named Eva looked nervous when she saw me for the first time at the dinner table, her body staggered backwards and almost collapsed, why? Why is he panicking to see me? Surprised? Or scared? Butwhy? Does he know me? In the past? Ah, too many girls claim to know me and even confess my lover in the past, I can't believe it.
We continued to have lunch together. I know that girl named Eva still occasionally glances at me, as if she wants to talk, but I'm just acting normal. Until when I turned to him suddenly, he spilled a glass of water near his hand, he again reacted in shock and nervousness. It makes me feel more suspicious.
"Do you know me?" the atmosphere was instantly silent as I said the question sentence to her, and I stared at her beautiful brown bead with a sharp gaze seeking the truth.
"That's no, no. I don't know you," Eva threw away her nervous face, and she quickly stood up from the dinner table and picked up a washcloth from the kitchen to clean the wet table.
"Oh, please understand, this niece of mine just had an accident, and she's lost her memory, so, Jagan was put to mind because she asked Eva if she knew him," obviously Uncle Ramon because there is confusion behind Mr. Yohan's frowning forehead.
"M-ma forgive me, I'm too nervous, this is the first time I've welcomed uncle's guests," I Eva sincerely apologized while bowing after she wiped the table.
"It's okay, just relax!" reply uncle Ramon.
"Hey, kid! You have to change the look on your face that looks creepy to make it look sweeter, you're scaring little girl Mr Yohan!" chatter Mr. Dory to me in a joking tone. But I quickly got up and won indifferently.
"This is how handsome!" I said as I stepped towards the open wooden window, facing the backyard, my sentence was perfect to make Eva cough, you weird girl, she was neither eating nor drinking, but he choked just by hearing my honest expression if I was handsome. Didn't we? I am handsome indeed.
I ignored the little drama that was happening at the dinner table, and I turned on a lighter to light a cigarette enjoying the nicotine gas that makes the opium, a perfect cover after eating.
'*Who is that girl? Why is my heart always beating just by looking at it? What else is close to him? Makes me unsettled*.'
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