The Winged Angel

13. Angel Helper

"That time .. I was the one who found you." Tobias started telling me everything.

"That morning you found me stranded near the beach still wearing a life jacket. I'm afraid, I thought you were a corpse. I ran home. Report to Mister Sam. Same Mister Sam, you were taken to his family's city clinic, doctor Bim."

"Doctor Bim?" My heart is still cluttered to hear that name.

Isn't that the name of the mental doctor who wanted to brainwash me?

"Why? Have you met him?"

"Forget over! Continue your story again Tobi! I want to hear more."

"From the clinic, you were brought home. But, when Madam Alice saw you, she thought you were Selena. You guys look alike."

"You know what happened to Selena?" my many.

"He was in an accident while running away from home with his girlfriend Aris. The car they were carrying fell into the ravine. Both are dead."

How tragic.

"Then why did Madam Alice think I was Selena?"

"Madam won't accept that Selena's dead. He would scream like crazy if anyone told him his son was dead. She's sure Selena's gonna be back home one day."

"Geez!" I shook my head to hear Tobi's story.

"And you suddenly appeared Miss. Mister Sam asked us all to help him make you Selena's replacement. I don't think ..it's a bad idea. Isn't being Mister Sam's son a fortune? He's very rich. If you become Selena all Mister Sam's wealth will be yours, Miss."

I sighed looking at the plain face in front of me.

"Life is not that easy, Tobi. Can you imagine? If it is now, somewhere. My family is worried about losing me. Maybe now my mom or dad is crying for me."

Tobias. "Yes .. You're right Miss. Mister Sam shouldn't be like that to you."

"I have to go Tobi. I need to find out my real family."

"Where? Didn't you forget everything?"

"Where only. I have to hide from Mister Sam. Doctor Phil said my memory could recover slowly. Help me Tobi! Get me out of here!"

The young man fell silent. His eyes glared at the water ripples under the boat.

"Don't you want to get out of here, too? Meet your mom?" I ducked towards him.

"My mom is far from here. It takes a lot of money to catch up with him," he said languidly.

"Come Tobi! You're a man. If you want to be able to. We're going to town looking for a job. I'll help you raise a lot of money." I pat her back slowly. "I promise to pay you. Because you've been instrumental in getting me out of here."

"really? I'd really like to see Mamah." He's getting excited.

"Hm." I nodded in convincing him. "You'll meet your mother."

"What if Mister Sam finds us? I could have been killed by him."

"Tell me that I forced you. I'll say that too."

He smiles. "I'll meet Mama!"

"Yes! Your mother is very much waiting for your arrival. She misses her favorite child" I added hope to her.

"I hate Betty! I will no longer stay with that kettle mouth!"

I nodded in agreement.

"Yes! MAELIAS ... TOBIAS WILL BE PULAAANG!!!" The boy suddenly shouted loosely in the middle of the sea.

I laughed happily at the young man's behavior. It was not in vain that I tried to persuade him.

I promised Tobi. In any way it will help you meet your Mom.

I-i promise.

***

"This milk I'm gonna put hidden. If it has not been able to work we can still live by eating fish," he said loudly against the sound of the boat engine.

"There's still a lot of fuel?" ask me with a loud voice anyway.

"Enough to get to town. If you're gonna just replace it with this." Tobias chuckles at a sampan.

"To Tobias! We start the adventure! All the time!!" I put my fist in the air.

"Ready Miss!" Oh yes, you must have a new name Miss!"

Tobias is right too.

"Try thinking of a name for me!"

"I like to call you Miss. How about Miss?"

"Hum .. can be."

***

Arrive in town. Tobi and I decided to split up to find a job. But, we promised each other we'd get back to where the boat was leaning before sunset. Tobi's a good boy. He believed that I would keep my promise.

According to Tobi this place is far from the clinic building owned by doctor Bim. That's the place I should avoid. Tobi tried to find work around the coast. Offering power to fishing vessels that need energy to unload catches.

That job doesn't suit me. Said Tobi around the beach town many inns and resorts that might need my energy. This place has a beautiful beach. A city close to the beach. It seems to have been well managed by the owner of the place.

Both of my legs continued to walk past some foreign tourists who were engrossed in sunbathing on mats. Little kids running around with bare feet past me. The waves here are quite big. Some tourists use it for surfing.

Where should I start? Not far from me there is a restaurant and lodging that is quite large. Work so waitres will risk meeting a lot of people. It might be safer to work at the inn. I want to work in a closed place.

I stood scanning around.

"Only alone?" A middle-aged woman greeted me.

"Yes. Same with friends."

"You want to rent a surfboard?" His hand pointed at the pile of surf boards.

Turns out he rented the device.

"Oh, no." I'm shaking. "I'm not a tourist. But I'm trying to find a job around here."

The woman was a beard. Justifying the wide hat above his head.

"Many accommodation here. Just ask me there. You're young and beautiful. It won't be hard."

"Yes, thank you for the mother's advice. I'll try to go there."

I continued the steps again. Get off the beach to the paved road. I wish there was somewhere other than the inn. Laundry room for example.

But I can't get too far from the beach. Afraid to forget the direction of the road to the boat that Tobi had hidden. Its location is hidden sheltered by large rocks. The rock has been marked by Tobi so I can remember it easily.

***

"Allahu Akbar ... Allah Akbar!"

The sound echoed instantly making my footsteps freeze. Something feels different. Shaking sanitary ware. There's a subconscious memory of me saying that I'm used to that echoing sound.

"You pray? Stay together!" A young woman woke me up. I was standing in front of a not so big building.

"Sholat?"

"Yes praying. Hayuk's in! In many mukenas. Don't worry." He guided my arm.

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Throughout the prayer my tears poured out, with a sob that I tried to hold. Surprisingly I can follow every prayer movement as well as the reading.