The Revenge of the President

Chapter 68. Two men looking for a trace

A village, away from the crowds and noise. In a place that is still shady, because of the dense forests in the mountains. The expanse of rice fields that are still green, becomes a beautiful view of every passing through it.

And here, Ellino is. In his parents' hometown. Here, he was born and raised. Although, there was little memory of the faces of his parents. The memory that is always eternal in his memory, is only the older brother, who has no where.

At the end of each month, Ellino would come home to this place. Hopefully, her brother has come back and is waiting for her. But, unfortunately, it had been almost 15 years, they had never met again.

His parents' house, which had been sold to make up for debt, was bought by Ellino. He has repaired the house without changing its former shape. He hoped that his sister would recognize the house from a distance.

He remembered how his brother struggled to pay off their parents' debts. He has to work here, after school. In fact, his age at that time was only two years adrift of him.

Arshila Syarenna, the name of the brother who never escaped his memory. Ten-year-old son, slamming bones for their lives. After that, their parents died. It becomes the backbone for earning a living and paying debts.

Kids his age, selling cookies at school, which he should be studying. He became a washing worker for the neighbors with little wages. Luckily, with each rice harvest, the neighbors gave them a sack of rice, which they used for more than three months.

Both are very grateful, with the help, they can eat with fullness even though there is no side dish.

Ellino was not allowed to help, as she said she was too small. But. He also did not have the heart to let, his brother rain and heat. Ellino, who was a child, finally took the initiative to sell ice candles.

Around the village, to sell. Until finally, he was lost and did not know the way home. He continued walking aimlessly, starving, tired and thirsty which slowly killed him.

Waking up in a hospital, a woman clasped her hand anxiously.

"Are you okay, baby?"

Her voice was so soft, a mother figure like being present in Ellino's life. He just nodded, holding his starving stomach.

"You must be hungry. Let me bribe you."

The woman fed him painstakingly, thinking of him as her own son.

"What's your name?"

The man who was so young, smiled at him. He held onto the shoulder of the woman, who was bribing him.

"Arsyas."

"Now, your name is Ellino Malvinder."

Thus, he got the name and used it until now. But, Arsya's name, is a name he will never forget.

With affection, both parents consider him like a real child. Ellino got everything, education meant. He has worked and obtained a position, under his father's company. He was lucky, very lucky, he prayed every night, so that the brother had the same luck as him.

Ellino sat on a bench, under a rambutan tree that was still flowering. In the home of his parents, there used to be many fruit plants. But, when this house was sold, all those plants, were cut down. Until, he re-planted it in the same position as before.

"Son, Arsya. When's that?" A grandmother who had been their neighbor once came over.

"Just now, Grandma."

"Have you found your brother?"

"No, Grandma. Arsya, confused about where else to look."

"Try and pray, son."

"Thank you, Grandma."

In fact, Ellino had no feelings for Arshila either. He was only curious about the woman who had a name similar to his brother. Until finally, he knew the woman had a relationship with Dave. The man who always thought of him as an enemy. He was forced to use the woman.

But, slowly he realized, he was wrong. And finally, it began to regard Arshila as a friend only, nothing more. Ellino felt sorry for Arshila's life. She always hoped that her sister's life out there was much better.

"Sister Shila, are you okay? Go home, so we can meet."

Ellino came in, every time she came home, she would stay overnight. In the living room, there was already a photo hanging. Family photos, photos of Arshila and her childhood self. He got the pictures, through the grandmother. Apparently the old woman, saved some of their family possessions that were almost thrown away.

And Ellino, so grateful that she did not forget, always gave courtesy to grandma, every time she would return to the city.

Now Ellino has everything and hopes to find her brother to live with. He will be happy to take care of her and take care of her for life.

"Is sister okay? Did you finish school well? Go home, Brother. I miss you."

Ellino stared at the photo of Arshila, who was still dressed in a red-and-white uniform with her hair cut out. Somehow a face, Arshila now. Maybe she'll stay as pretty as before.

***

In a different place, in the residence of Aunt Nessa.

Alexa's been three days, coming home from abroad. His efforts were in vain to find Arshila. He's gone to Dave's house, even in the company. But always, get rejected.

He is now frenetic, because confused must do more. He's got Dave's phone number with great difficulty. But, again the call was never connected. It seemed, that crazy man, had deliberately blocked the foreign number that entered his phone.

"Shila, where are you?" Alexa clutches her phone. "Where should I find you?"

Alexa was staring, her mind was crossed something.

Ah, true. That cruel woman! Alexa ran straight to the room, snatching the bag and car keys.

Hopeful to worry, the cruel woman Alexa refers to is the mother of Dimas, who was once the mother-in-law of Arshila. For some reason, his mind went to him. But what's wrong with trying? Think Alexa.

Not to say hello, Alexa has been welcomed coldly, the woman.

"Who are you looking for?" Scuffing his waist with a hostile face. He remembers Alexa well.

"I'm looking for Arshila. Where's she?"

"I don't know. Now go."

Not willing to waste time, Alexa pulled out an envelope, thick enough to make the woman change her face quickly.

"For what, you're looking for him?" Snatching an envelope in Alexa's hands. "He's married to a rich man, his life is happy."

"Which rich man, Auntie?"

"The man whose fiancee died was hit, by that unlucky woman. I don't know why the man wanted to marry her, maybe be a maid there."

Yeah, everything's clear. Arshila is Dave's house. But, Alexa's difficulty is the way to find him. That man, it would definitely be impossible to allow it. Moreover, if Arshila lives as a maid there and becomes an outlet for revenge.

Alexa gets back in the car, her goal today is to meet Dave at the company. If the man, still refused to meet, he would follow him to the house. He won't give up.