THE NOURA VAN KEMMERS

Finally, it's also revealed!!!

The floor we were laying in the reading room was crunching and shaking. What's the matter? Noura growled with anger.

"It looks like an earthquake, Bang! how horrible! lately there have been frequent earthquakes," Jordan said in astonishment.

"Yes, there seems to be an earthquake. In which area is it?"I asked back. Window Curtains appear to be swinging even though outside the wind is not so strong.

"Kok suddenly I got goosebumps huh, Bang? I don't think it's good."

"Hm....What's the matter? just an earthquake, right and the wind blows?" I caught the strangeness of Jordan's eyes.

" I don't know, Bang! the atmosphere is like different. I don't usually feel this way."

"Your feelings maybe. I didn't feel anything" I tried to calm down Jordan who seemed to feel strange.

"Eitherway. Maybe it's just my feeling. Btw, let's have dinner first, Bang!"

"It's late, I'm just going to go home."

"But you haven't copied the journals that your cousin needed for the script?"

Ah, right too. I forgot to copy the journals about the events of Gedoran, so much fun to trace the story about the ancestors of Jordan Winhern and also other stories about the Van Kemmers family. Although I actually do not need those journals, but it never hurts to keep them. Lies should not be in vain right, someday it will be useful.

"Oh yes, I forgot. Maybe tomorrow I come back here again to copy those journals?"

"Better to stay here, Bang! tomorrow is sunday. I'm alone here. Bu Asih has been home since before maghrib."

"Who is Asih Maam?" my many.

"Help here, Bang! who prepared lunch for us! it just so happens that his house is not far from here. So he goes home every day."

"Oh...All right, I'll tell the house guys first! they must be worried that I'm not coming home."

Tonight I decided to stay at Jordan's. The rain that had subsided a few hours ago suddenly appeared again. Well, it seems like my decision to stay at Jordan's house was right. Cold air began to blow from the open window.

"We spent the night here!" I whispered to Noura who was still in the corner of the room while hugging her knees. Jordan seemed to focus on his phone and started talking to someone across the street.

"Hey, are you okay?" tonight we don't go home. Listen to me, I understand how you feel. But you must be sincere! all is the destiny of the Almighty. Ii'm sorry. I made you sad again. I myself don't know what I would have done had I been in your position."

"Why should I apologize ? I'm actually very grateful to you. Now my heart is relieved to know everything clearly. Though this sadness will always be there. It will never disappear...I don't know until when. I miss them so much..." Noura grabbed my hand and held it.

My eyes kept on Jordan who was on the phone. He was seriously talking to someone on the phone. Hopefully he doesn't catch my position talking to Noura.

"Have you told the house, Bang?" Jordan got up from his chair and walked towards me.

"The rain is heavy again, huh? the weather is really unfriendly. Should doping enough vitamins for endurance," he said while glancing towards the window.

"Yes that's it. Let's just say, rain thanks. Oh yeah, I told my mom I'm not coming home tonight."

"Well, I also just got off the phone with my Mama, Bang! Mama plans to go back to Depok tomorrow the day after tomorrow. Mama said Farhan, his nephew who is also my cousin, could be released to handle the clinic. So Mama's going to go back to Depok more often."

"Mmmmm...."Jordan bent his lips.

"For that one business, Mama and Papa compact, Bang. I don't know why they haven't given me permission to continue my studies in music."

" Do you hate them for not supporting you?" my many.

"Hate it no, Bang. Just a little disappointed. But I'm sure, someday Mama Papa will definitely melt and give me permission."

Incredibly this kid, he didn't show any upset expression when he told me about his parents who didn't give him permission to go to music school.

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"Oh yeah, back again about the Van Kemmers family, suddenly I was curious again with the tragedy that befell the Van Kemmers family? Did the Van Kemmers murder get caught?" my many.

The clock shows twelve o'clock past 10 minutes. We just enjoyed an egg martabak that Jordan ordered via the orange app. Chat after chat continues to roll, again the topic of music is still interesting for us to continue the discussion at midnight.

"I don't know, Bang! Tomorrow we'll look for journals and news stories that tell us about the tragedy."

I'm nodding. Aaah, why didn't I read until the next page about the news about the Van Kemmers family. Noura's screams and anger really made my activities in the archive room stop for a moment. Moreover, Noura threw Journal sheets and did a surprising action that was crying hysterically until the floor we were on vibrated like an earthquake.

Tonight we fell asleep in the TV room. After discussing about music, we spent the night watching football matches on youtube. I felt cold hands buying my cheeks. It sounded again. Overturned, like chanting a very strong heartache. I wanted to get up to calm her down but my eyes were too heavy to open.

***

"If there is still incomplete information and journals about the events of Gedoran, please search again Bang! as much! Please copy everything!" said Jordan. This morning we went back to the archive room and library in his house. The weather is sunny, the sunlight is so warm greet from the sidelines of the window.

Jordan let me copy the journals and notes about Gedoran's events using his father's printer. He also helped me to compose the sheets of photocopied paper. Very good, he! I felt bad for lying to him. I've troubled him. I must repay his kindness.

"Oh yes, if you have time to play at my house. Taste Mpek-Mpek made by my Mama. My mom opened a small business. Selling Mpek-Mpek which most people say is making noise. One meal must be immediately addictive, hehehehe so promotion, nih!"

"Well, you can, Bang! my mom and I love Mpek-Mpek. I'll order later,"

"No need to order. I will send it here in the afternoon or evening. Free."

"Gee...So good for free, hehehe! thanks a lot, Bang!"

"I should be grateful. You have helped me! helping my cousin get the data and the archives. If it wasn't for your help, it would have been impossible to get the data for my cousin's thesis all day."

"Well, what the hell is a bang! I'm glad I could help my cousin! Papa himself never mind sharing his collection of journals for people in need. Moreover, cousin Brother really needs it for thesis material."

Oh my God, forgive me once again! Jordan believed so much in the mode I created. But basically this young man has a good heart and likes to help, so he is so happy to help me. While enjoying a cup of coffee, I began to dwell again on the Journal sheets that contain about the events of Gedoran. There is a sheet that makes me stunned, which is about a list of sheets that contain the names of people who died in the Gedoran event. Both from the Dutch Depok, Indo and Dutch Totok. My eyes focused on one of the names on one of the lists, Johans Alois.

Seriate.

Sorry for the late update...The author is busy taking care of PTS and PSAJ at school. Not to mention yesterday there were some affairs that required the Author to be in a place where the signal was ugly... Thank you to those readers who are still patient in following the story of Noura Van Kemmers....Love you all!!!