The Loss Of Yuan

chapter 5 [12/10/20-5]

The morning is still dim the sun has not yet appeared in the eastern horizon. The cold weather pierced the skin, the fog outside was also still quite thick as it was the dry season.

Elma yawns lazily on the bed. Rubbed his slightly blurry eyes from waking up. The clock was still showing at half-six in the morning, but Elma had already woken up because of her alarm clock.

He was still reluctant to stand up to just relax his muscles. His eyes were staring at all sides of his room. He lifted the blanket over his body again because the cold was still piercing. He maintained that his eyes were not closed, or he would get a bad hour this time.

Drrt... Drrt...

The phone on the table vibrates, signaling an incoming call. Elma moved her hand picking up a flat object on the table.

A moment to look at the screen of his cell phone.

The Unknown Incoming Call.

Elma often got calls from unknown numbers several times, but none of them responded. Because he thought it was just a misalignment, maybe the number was too famous until some number contacted him. Haha, sometimes he is also amused at the thought of that.

His phone vibrated again there, there was a call not from an unknown number but Yan.

'Yes, hello what Yan? ' ask when the call is connected.

'Um, I want to ask El, when were we last chttaing with Yuan? ' Asked Yan from across the street after hearing Elma's voice.

'En, just a second, "

Elma saw the chat app on her phone her last chat with Yuan 8 days ago just the day before Yuan disappeared.

' March 12th Why? '

' Eh, nothing, I want to try opening a Yuan social media account, but you know the private account, '

' Well that's how Yuan is, "

Elma exhaled a rough breath after the answer sentence she uttered.

'Yuan is strange, actually why should use a private account? So troublesome! '

' Hmm, so how? ,'

' I don't know, I'm gonna take a shower, see you '

Yan ended his call right then and there. So Elma immediately put her cell phone on the table. While he sat on the edge of the bed with a blanket wrapped around his body. His eyes were still pushy and his mind wandered into guesswork where the existence of his lover, Yuan.

His eyes were closed trying to turn around his last encounter with Yuan. As if not believing that Yuan disappeared, or rather not go home. Since Yuan was already about 18 years old, even almost 19, it was impossible for him to be kidnapped. So thought Elma. But still strange shadows always appear in Elma's mind.

" It's all because of me, "he mumbled softly.

Looking towards the window of his room. The situation outside is quite bright the sun appears faintly in the eastern horizon. But the fog still exists. Elma immediately stood up from her seat and tidied up the blanket she had previously worn wrapped around her body.

" Okay, Elma spirit! "

He took a towel and immediately went out to the bathroom to clean his body.

On the other side.

After ending the phone call with Elma, Yan did not take a shower but instead sat down to bend his knees over the bed. His phone was placed just about anywhere on the bed, with jazz music on.

Every now and then his gaze was directed towards the window ensuring the situation. When he saw it outside was bright enough, he stood revealing a little of the thin blue curtain. His eyes watched around hoping Yuan came by himself, so that his mother did not grieve or moody anymore.

Sometimes Yan thought maybe Yuan left the house because of him. Because Yan and Yuan often fought or fought. But eventually they will make up without being asked. Because after all Yan still needs Yuan's help.

" No way, " he murmured.

" Where is Yuan? " Surm again.

Yan slowly pulled the window curtain so that it closed perfectly. He sat back on the bed with no intention of getting out, the fog was still thick outside causing the air this morning to still be quite cold.

After a long time, He was about to stand up, immediately prepare himself before leaving, because today he has a schedule of morning and evening.

" Don't think of the no-no Yan, "Say to yourself.

After that Yan went to pick up the towel and uniform that he was going to use. Precisely not just a casual dress that looks a little formal because in the campus uniforms only in Monday and certain days only.

Yan immediately came out and closed the door of his room first. Then rush to the bathroom to wash his sticky body.

" Yin? where'd she go? " he muttered before entering the bathroom.

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