The Love of the Assistant

Chapters 4.04. Memories

#Life will go on even if everything is no longer in line with what you want. Including about love.#

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Under the reddened twilight sky Rayyan stepped into a public cemetery. Armed with a sprig of lilies the 27-year-old came after a long time never again set foot there.

Intan Pradana Lestari

A name written neatly on a tombstone that has looked worn. Slowly the sturdy body lowered and squatted there. For a moment Rayyan was silent looking at the tombstone where her name was written there.

Shadow after shadow the flash of the past seemed to run beautifully at the end of his eyes making Rayyan's blood rustle again.

Going by stripping off his father's big name does not necessarily make Rayyan satisfied. The blood was still flowing thickly within him even though he no longer wanted to admit it.

Kevlin Sanjaya Prada's

The figure of the father as well as the figure he hated the most. 12 years he did not even once look for news about the man. Rayyan really thinks of herself as living a kara.

The big name of the father as an import export businessman is certainly a pride. But that doesn't apply to Rayyan who hates the name.

The shadow of how the mother took her life is still clearly remembered. Although the man he called the father cried at that time did not make his heart waver.

"Ma, Rayyan came to see Mama. I'm sorry Ray had the chance to visit my mom here." His eyes were glazed over the sunglasses he was wearing.

His swabbing of the tombstone slowly revealed his longing for the gentle female figure with a winning smile.

Rayyan is fragile, whoever knew her all this time wouldn't believe her vision now. The young man cried even with a soft cry.

When he came home from the construction site of the Cottage, he suddenly missed the mother. For this reason, Rayyan drove his car to a public cemetery a little distance away from his location. But that longing was so deep in his heart that he no longer thought of time.

Until the sun began to sink, Rayyan was still faithfully rested there. Praying a prayer that I know how many times.

"Ma, Ray said. I don't know when Ray will have time to visit. All you need to know is that Ray will always pray for you. Don't worry about Ray, because now Ray has found a good family. They want to accept Ray's presence without ever disturbing Ray's past. Mama's calm there, I love you Ma."

Rayyan moved away from her place, several times the young man looked up before finally actually leaving the burial area.

Time has shown at 7pm. Rayyan drove the car at a moderate speed. He enjoyed the view of city B which is not as crowded as the capital. Recall his past that was once the ruler of the streets. Not much has changed, this road remains the same even though on the right side of the road already appears to stand some towering buildings.

"It's still quiet, just like it used to be." he muttered with a faint smile.

Rayyan pulled her car off a bridge. Still in the car came back the thin smile was engraved on the corner of his lips. There, where he first met Vino, Alvian and Bagas. The place that became the beginning of how a Rayyan was known as the king of the streets.

Rayyan who was not afraid of anything at that time was much feared by young people his age. Rayyan who was destroyed and no longer has a handle on life to make the streets as his home. Although he never committed a crime, he was involved in several fights.

Rayyan shook her head, remembering her behavior had made her distrustful if she had ever been at the lowest point of her life.

He was there for a long time only to remember the time when he sought his identity. I don't know what Raka and her family would do, if they knew how Rayyan was before meeting them.

With a crisp bag in his hand Rayyan went back into his car. Some snacks and canned drinks have been in the crackle he put next to the steering chair. The car again moved in defense of the silence of the night.

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"Ish, where the hell is he." A woman seemed to be clucking loudly while stomping her feet.

For an hour he stood there. The car appears to be parked with the front hood open. Strike, I don't know what's wrong with the car when he routinely takes it to the workshop just for maintenance.

The streets that began to look empty made him shudder in horror. In the end, he decided to get back in the car. Anxiety began to appear in his heart where when his phone ran out of power.Sedangkan people who expected his arrival did not also pick up the phone from him.

"Since the beginning I had no interest in coming to this place. Not only lonely but also scary." I don't know who it was.

Visiting City B is one of the most avoided. Not the first time but the impression from the beginning of his visit was not pleasant to make him more reluctant. If it wasn't for being forced, maybe he wouldn't be in this place. His premonition this time was right, his misfortune had started to happen since he set foot this morning.

From the start of the contract left at the inn to the meeting that must ngaret up to 2 hours.

"How about this, when should I stay here?" monologue to yourself.

Tok tok tok tok

The knock on the windshield of his car made him tiptoe in shock. Huu, a sigh of relief rang out after seeing who knocked on his car.

"Huu, thankfully my heart didn't fall out. Why just came, I've been waiting for you here for a long time." The car door was opened after the car door.

"There's business that I can't stay" the young man replied lightly.

"We just stayed here in your car, after all, it's almost midnight. There won't be a workshop open." After seeing the condition of the car for a while.

"All right, the important thing is that I can return to the inn first."

Ck, the young man clucked softly before stepping towards his parked car not far from there.

"Tomorrow I must return to the capital."

"Ha, then what about me?" The young man spread his shoulders.

"I don't know, you easily called me and asked me to come back because there's something important I have to do." Continue while remaining focused on the roads they go through.

"He's always who he wants to be."

Jimmy glanced at the girl sitting next to him. Pity and also pity slowly seeped in his heart. If only his position was nothing more than subordinate might Jimmy be able to take other actions to help the girl.

"You take good care of yourself as long as I'm gone. I don't know how long I'll be there."