STEVA'S PASSION

STORIES ABOUT STEVA

"I need your help, Uncle!"

Malvin and Mr. Ramon and Mr. Dori are on their way to the town from the rural village where Uncle Yohan lives.

"What Malvin? Just tell me," Mr. Ramon was busy playing with his cell phone, the car Mr. Dori was driving through the streets of the city, a day and a night in a place without internet coverage made Mr. Ramon's phone filled with messages and missed calls.

"I want to investigate the girl, I want to know all about her,"

"Who do you mean? Eva?" Mr. Ramon stopped his busy life on the phone screen, he focused on looking at his nephew who was sitting in the back seat of the Jeep car they were riding in.

Malvin who was smoking nodded without looking at Mr. Ramon, he enjoyed the view more.

"Why? Are you interested in that girl?" Mr. Ramon asked again, but Malvin did not budge, he was reluctant to give an answer.

"Don't expect more, Malvin. She's not a girl, uncle meant, she's a widow, and she's even pregnant," Mr. Ramon again positioned herself facing forward.

"I don't care, if Uncle isn't willing, just say it, I'll find someone else to ask for help," Malvin threw a cigarette slug into the highway, his gait unchanged.

"Well, as you wish, uncle will help you find out about Eva, but at the very least, give uncle a reason, why do you want Mr Yohan's nephew so badly? Well, uncle admits Eva's pretty, but there's also a lot of pretty girls chasing you, but you never respond to them!" of course Mr. Ramon was curious, since recovering from his illness, although he changed into a sexy beautiful woman who came to visit Malvin claimed to be his lover, but Malvin never mengubris them, he was too silent all this time. But Malvin changes when he's at Mr. Yohan's house and it's all because of Eva.

"I feel familiar with the girl's face, uncle, several times the girl who looks like her appeared in my dreams, but what confused me the most was, my heart, my heart, this heart was pounding so fast irregularly since the first time it saw Steva, and the pounding drove me crazy when I was close to her. If Eva had nothing to do with me in the past, maybe she had a relationship with the owner of the heart, Eva also always showed nervous and panic when she was close to me, he also seemed to run away from me, I don't know for sure, but I'm sure it's all related, and? And I want it," said Malvin stirred, Mr. Ramon heard carefully.

"Why don't we start at your house, Malvin?" Mr. Dori spoke to the couple's uncle and nephew.

"Home?" asked Mr. Ramon who moved to look at Mr. Dori who was driving.

"Yes, didn't the housekeeper ever say that your niece used to love putting beautiful and sexy women into her cage? Maybe Eva is one of them" said Mr. Dori who was impressed joked.

"Shut up! You think Mr Yohan's niece is that kind of girl? Mr. Yohan can cut off your tongue if he hears your mouth commenting on their nephew like that, "soon Mr. Ramon, and is followed by laughter by Mr. Dori who intends to joke from now on.

'Home? Why not, lest I look for a pencil here and there while the pencil is in my grasp, then I should start looking for something about it from home.'

Malvin takes Mr. Chirping seriously. Dori is just joking, but everything can have a possibility, right?

"One more uncle" cried Malvin.

"What?"

"I want to know the person who donated this heart to me, I know uncle knows who that person is, and uncle just kept quiet because the man who claimed to be my father asked uncle to keep quiet, didn't they? Uncle has to explain everything." Malvin spoke in an indisputable tone, let alone rejected.


Malvin immediately threw himself on the half-sitting bed leaning against the couch as he reached his room. Tired, that's what Malvin is feeling right now, and Steva stays in his mind not to run away.

'*Home*!'

Malvin who was unbuttoned shirt back to stand up to let his chest field exposed when he remembered the tweet Mr. Dori.

Malvin opens a closet, a nightstand, anything that might be a clue about the girl with Eva, Mr. Yohan's niece. But nil, he did not find anything in his room, obviously, his mother had obliterated all the stuff Steva left behind, errat, deliberately Steva stay, it was done so that Malvin did not get back his memory, because it was only under these circumstances that Malvin was able to return to her and accept her. Forgetting all her past mistakes as a selfish mother.

'*Home Guard*!'

Malvin rushed out of the room downstairs looking for the figure of an old man he was looking for, Mr. Samith, a man who had worked guarding the house and looking after Malvin since childhood.

"Sir Samith!" Malvin called out quietly to Mr. Samith who was standing on the side of the house looking up at the sky as if he was greeting someone in space there. Mr. Samith's hand crossed his chest, he turned his head when he heard Malvin come calling his name.

"What's up, son Malvin?" ask Mr. Samith with a voice that starts hoarse with age.

"Some thing I want to talk about."

Malvin and Mr. Samith sat in a chair in the side court of the house, a bottle of champagne on the table accompanied, and their two glasses were ready to be gulped.

"What's up, Malvin? It's the first time you've spoken to me since you got home from the hospital," Mr. Samith started their conversation, because Malvin was just quietly enjoying his drink.

Malvin shook the glass he was holding, then sipped the drink again. After that he put an empty glass, on the table, and he reached into his pants pocket. Grabbing her flat objects.

Mr. Samith smiled, stroked lovingly on the phone screen, then gave back Malvin's phone.

"Where did you meet him? And how's it going?" Mr. Samith grabbed his glass and gulped down his drink.

Malvin frowned, received the phone and looked back at Steva's photo before he answered.

"He lives somewhere very far from the civilization of the city, he's the nephew of one of Uncle Ramon's business associates, you know him? Say it!"

Leaning a thin smile on the corner of Mr. Samith's lips are difficult for Malvin to understand.

"You let him go from you, and why are you asking him again now, is he trying to tease you? By saying if you know each other and you're lovers, like the women who came here looking for you yesterday?"

"No, not like that, he was different, he said that if he didn't know me, he was impressed to avoid me, but I felt like I knew him,"

Mr. Samith stared into Malvin's bead which was also staring at him coldly.

"Listen\_\_!"~ *Sir Samith explained everything to Malvin that he knew, if Steve used to live in this house with Malvin, living together like a husband and wife*.

"Lantas, why did he leave? Did I throw him out? Or does? She's the one who cheated?"

"No, not both, he's tired of your fuckin' behavior even if you're just enjoying their bodies, and he's leaving" Samith said.

"Am I that asshole?" Malvin seemed to not believe in hearing his behavior first from the speech of Mr. Samith.

"Pollified,"

"You mean?"

"You're dealing with Steva like a husband and wife, living together, but you're not willing to marry her, isn't that enough of a woman's feelings? The rest I don't really know how you're doing,"

"She is pregnant now," said Malvin very slowly, looking at the scenery in front of her that was dim, suddenly Mr. Samith turned his head in shock, he also never knew how Steva was doing since he left Malvin.

"Is that my son?" I don't know why Malvin thought about it.

"How old is she?"

"About 3 months" Malvin replied casually and then chugged back his drink.

"That's impossible, you've been separated for more than 5 months,"

They continued to talk to Steva as the topic.

'*Steva, a pretty name, like the owner*.'

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