There Is Him Among Us

Who's He?

"Melody, why are you here?" asked Azka while looking at Melodi who was shrinking her tears.

"Why don't you ever tell me about this same thing with me or Airin. We're friends."

Azka walked over to Melodi. "Because I don't want to look weak in front of you. You are not afraid of the nights in the middle of the gini grave. Let's go!" Azka pulls Melodi's hand to follow her out of the cemetery.

Actually Melodi was also afraid to walk in the middle of the grave night-night, but she deliberately followed Azka. She did already know about her brother Azka who had died from an accident but she did not expect the true story to be so heartbreaking as that.

They now arrived in front of the tomb and stood by their motorbike.

"Azka, if you have a story problem with me. Yes although I can't help, but at least the burden on your heart can be a little less" Melodi said.

Azka ended up sitting in a chair near the coffee vendor. He rubbed his disheveled face then let out a long sigh to have the tightness in his chest slightly reduced. He was staring at the crowded streets that night.

Melody sat next to him. He only accompanied Azka who was still speechless. She let Azka tell her story on her own.

"You know that Brother Arka five years ago died in an accident" Azka said.

Melodi nodded her head. "Yes, I remember. We just entered Junior High."

"Actually I was the cause of Arka's accident. I was home from basketball. I'm too happy to be on the junior basketball team and get a new basketball from the coach. I played the ball in front of the school, but a friend nudged it until it rolled down the highway. Without looking left and right, I chased the ball. I don't know if there's a truck approaching, and Sis Arka pulled my body but baby Sis Arka fell and she got run over by the truck." Azka pressed the edge of her eyes to stop crying again. It felt so sad to remember that tragedy again.

"You must be traumatized."

"Yes, even now. Moreover, Dad keeps blaming me. I've tried to be the best, but I've always been looked at one eye. My basketball performance is useless. If I can choose, I'd rather die than Brother Arka." This time Azka was on the edge of her tiredness and despair.

"Ssttt, Azka you can't say that. Maybe your father is still sad, no parents don't love their children."

"It's been five years but Dad's become. Even Dad gets rough with Mom because Mom always defends me. If you're in my position, you must also feel wrong and choose to leave this world."

"Yes, be patient. Now you better go home, accompany your mother. Your mother must be sad, just as you feel." Melodi stood up and looked at the martabak seller around the place. "I bought martabak for your mother."

"No need Mel, if you want to buy I'll hang out in line."

"Yes, accompany me to buy it for your mother." Then Melodi and Azka drove their respective motorcycles and stopped in front of the martabak seller. He ordered four special egg martabaks. Two for him and two for Azka.

"Don't tell Airin the same story about this problem" Azka said.

"Why?"

"Yes not papa. He's been terrorized by ghosts a lot, I don't want him thinking about my problems."

Melody just smiled a little. Yes, he was self-conscious, he couldn't possibly change Airin's position in Azka's heart.

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The next day, just as Airin had entered the gate, he was already greeted by Revan. They both walked to class.

"Ai, yesterday was not scolded by your father, right?" ask Revan.

"No. Dad's understanding but yeah, I have to figure out what Dad says."

"Yes already. I'm not taking you home again yeah, let's not like yesterday, right what your father said, we're not alone yet" said Revan.

"Yes actually no papa, as long as the permission used to be the same father," said Airin. Actually, he was also very happy to be piggybacked by Revan. I think he wants to repeat it again.

Hearing Airin's words, Revan scrunched his forehead. "Who?"

"That's next to Azka, you know that? Her stature was like Azka." Then he sped up his pace to catch up with Azka. "Oo, twelfth grader. It's worth never seeing" Airin said after seeing the class badge on his arm.

Hearing the sound of Airin nearby, Azka turned to Airin. "What's up Ai?"

"Father, just look at the upperclassman next to you," replied Airin who was unaware that he was an invisible being.

"Unclassmate?" Azka was also confused as to what Airin meant. He looked to the right and left, there was no one.

Then Airin entered the classroom and sat on his stool.

"Ai, there's no one walking near Azka" said Revan, who sat behind Airin.

Airin turned back to Azka. It dawned on a person beside Azka who looked very pale with the look of her red eyes.

"Well!" Airin now covered her face with a bag.

"Ai," Revan stood up and approached Airin again. "Do you see anything?"

"Ai, what's wrong with you?" asked Azka who was now sitting on her stool.

Airin now opened her face, then looked at Revan then turned to Azka. The figure wearing the gray-white uniform was no longer there.

Airin just shook his head at Azka.

"You've learned the material I love. There's only one more week left for the Olympics" said Revan, who was still standing hunched over beside Airin.

"Udah. But there are some that I don't understand. After school we will study for a while."

"okay." Then Revan opened the package book on Airin's desk. "You must be confused about this material. It's kind of hard."

Azka just stared at Airin and Revan who were discussing some material.

Mathematical olympiad?

He recalled the incident. His brother died just a day before the provincial maths Olympics.

If only it had not happened, surely Kak Arka won in the Olympics.

Airin felt the negative air reappear. He glanced at Azka who was daydreaming.

The figure reappeared and tried to hold Azka. Airin covered her own mouth so as not to scream.

Who her?

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