YOU'RE MY LIGHT

Mr. Bram

While in Goolwa, Lia was well taken care of by Bram. As the woman remembered, Bram was the man who gave her the death papers of her two best friends. But why was the man so attentive to him when he was in Goolwa? Even the man who didn't look too old occasionally gave Lia the important information she needed.

Today he got an email from Mr. Bram.

Lia, their graves are all around Marcia's house. Just ask where the graveyard is, I'm waiting for you there. I have something to tell you.

Rey just came out of the bathroom, he found his wife staring at the laptop screen pensively. "Ngapain Deck?"

"Eh, anu."

The burden is already very heavy if it is covered by one person only. Lia was eager to ask her husband for help to accompany her to go see Mr. Bram today.

"Nothing Bang," Lia moved towards the closet, looking for a casual dress for her husband to wear.

"White color seems to suit me better," Rey replied as Lia asked what color the man wanted to wear.

After getting dressed, Rey started taking over the laptop. Lia deliberately showed the content of the email was plastered there hoping her husband would ask. But only closed by the man, completely insensitive.

"Bang," called Lia in a slightly irritated tone.

"Hem?"

"Pak Bram wants to ajakin Lia to meet. Can't you?"

The man looked up, "Pak Bram? Who's that?"

"Serico San's right hand." The answer. Let alone Bram, the name Sergio San never once landed in his ears.

"They're who?" ask again. Lia pulled her husband's hand. Frightened to be honest in his retreat first, he only needed a protector now.

"Help Lia Bang, Lia promised to clear everything after this."

The husband does not understand. But if according to this moment, in the future he will definitely understand. "Yes. What's Lia gonna ask for help?"

***

"Is this the place?"

Lia nodded, occasionally tidying up the sunglasses she used. "Say the hell near Marcia's house, this is the only graveyard in this area."

"Oh, surprised!" Shouted Rey.

Lia took off her sunglasses, she smilingly reunited with the middle-aged man whom she had already considered like a foster father for these two years.

"He who?" asked Rey, still holding the left shoulder of the former clap of Mr. Bram who came out of nowhere.

"This is Mr. Bram." Lia introduced, "Sir Bram, this is my husband"

Rey reached out her hand, giving a slight smile, "You're the son of Bima Frank right?"

"Hem" the man turned to his wife. As if asking why Bram knew his father's name.

Lia did not rub that gaze, she focused on Mr. Bram alone today. "What important things do you want to point to Lia?"

"Through here," Bram stretched his right hand out to one of the places.

"Huh?"

"Just come, Bang."

When they got there, Bram wiped away the tears, and Lia asked, "Father why?" There's no answer, "who's the grave, sir?"

"Marcia and Wilona."

Sure enough, Lia was stunned to briefly read the names on the two gravestones that were next to each other. His shoulders began to shake, Rey embraced him, rubbed his wife's shoulders to calm down, because a few years ago Rey often heard the woman's curses about her two best friends.

"They're dead." Said the middle-aged man. Then turned to Lia who was already flooded with tears, "the letter I gave you two years ago is fake."

"Clearly to Lia the details sir, Lia please."

"That night, they were going to Goolwa, we met at the airport and arrested the two. Wilona's body condition was not stable that day, but he forced to meet with Sergio San, Marcia did not refuse. Until finally in captivity they fainted. Wilona's really dying."

Bram breathed a heavy breath.

"I tried to save them. It was discovered by Sergio San. And I've been called a rebel until now."

"Sergio San deliberately divided you, he engineered the news of their deaths so that you would go to Goolwa, while Marcia and Wilona were still here. Up to a month later they died while trying to escape from captivity."

"Lia, I'm sorry."

Lia just shut up. Knowing the truth that he was lied to and caught in Sergio San's trap made his vengeful blood boil.

"Wilona is my niece." That confession made Lia look over.

"What?"

Rey who did not understand at all the direction of this conversation could only remain silent. Instead of focusing on hearing, he instead mis-focused on seeing two ghosts who were dumbfounded there.

"Lia, Rey, there's more I have to tell you. Maybe if you heard this, you'd hate me so much."

"Dengerin it's Rey, old man if you talk about it in Dengerin," said ghost Junior.

Fortunately, Rey did not become clucked, if it happened, maybe this awkward and sad atmosphere would be just like that.

"This is all Mr. Bram," said Lia.

"When I killed Bima Frank, I was there. I'm one of the black-robed men who killed your father Rey,"

That confession somehow made the two ghosts feel very disappointed. Even Lia was usually alone, because she had expected that. It is impossible for the right hand not to go down in performing a great task.

Rey was silent, but she didn't bother. It's all over. Uh, wait. He began to digest the direction of this conversation, one by one the foreign names he heard today were united in his memory.

"The matter of my father and Lia's father, it's long gone. Whoever did it, we've forgiven them." There was a heavy tone there, "Now explain to me, who are you?" tanya Rey started to get serious.

"I'm Sergio San's man. He was that mysterious man. His daughter Marcia's name, the girl's dead." Bram.

"Bang, later Lia explained to Brother, Lia had promised earlier."

Rey looked at his wife, then nodded. "All right." The reply.

Lia smiled weakly, threw her gaze at the middle-aged man whom she already considered to be like that father, approached and hugged him. "Thank you for taking care of Wilona and Marcia. They used to tell me about you, so I never hated you, Mr. Bram,"

Bram felt moved, at least his longing for Wilona could be slightly reduced because he saw the figure of Lia.

"Anu, Lia."

Lia took off her hug, "What's the matter Mr Bram?"

"Anu,"he looked doubtful, but this was his last chance, "can you call me Uncle? Only once. I miss Wilona so much." His voice looked sad.

Lia nodded. "I'm sorry to go home, Uncle," she walked over to her husband, "thank you for everything Uncle Bram," she said sincerely.

Rey embraces his wife and begins to lead her away from the grave.

The dorrr!

"NO!!"

"Uncle wake up, no-no, Lia's not ready to lose again, Uncle Brammmm!!" lia's tears were truly broken, indeed fate was so cruel to her, everything was snatched away and separated by death.

"Who would dare shoot you? Who is! Say Uncle! I swear I'm gonna kill him, arggghhhh" It's almost out of control.

Rey doesn't know what to do. Looking around, he found no one. Not a few he circulated a glance, a black car had just left the place. "Damn!"

How many more times do I have to lose? Oh, come on, life's not that joking.

- Lia