Never Let Me Go's
About Both

Taya closed her eyes, hoping that all the burdens she had disappeared even if only for a moment . But the shadow of a man appeared in the darkness. The tiger-like sharp eyes looked at him, as if he was a small deer. 

But Taya is still trying to hold on, closing her eyes, hoping for the man to disappear. However, what happened was that the man was getting closer, as if carrying a torch in his hand, now the existence of the man was getting clearer.

However, again Taya is still trying to survive, he does not want to lose for the umpteenth time, he does not want to be pitied again, he wants to prove that he also has power.  However, he forgot where the place rested.

A hand dragged his body, brought it back into reality, awakening it from a wishful thinking.

"LO'S CRAZY!"

Taya's breathing was irregular, her eyes reddened, with a heartbeat that clucked twice as fast.

"GUE TANYA TANYA, YOU'RE CRAZY!"

Ignoring the shout, Taya's eyes circled, staring at every corner of the pool. Various gazes were pointing at him.

Poor, mocking, and happy? I don't know if that look really bothers him right now.

Taya's breathing was still panting, until her eyes returned to look at the person who brought her to the surface.

Those eyes were staring at him sharply just like the gaze of the man who was in his shadow.

"YES!"

Taya swam to the edge of the pool, ignoring all the questions that the person was asking. Rubbed his face violently.

Damn, his crazyness re-branded his entire consciousness.

"Bir, what's the matter with him?"

Someone asked, to the person who had brought Taya to be aware of her madness.

Birfilly Anggo Brivtarico, the younger brother of Jeanno Anggo Brivtarico, a man who is always there at every step.

The shadow is like a lucifer, very scary despite smiling though.

Meeting Jean was a nightmare for Taya. Yet, somehow, he also felt lucky.

***

Money, rank, and power, you must have one of them, if you can you must have all of them.

This world would be terrifying if you relied only on your current abilities without money, rank and power, you are nothing more than a guinea pig.

That's what Taya thinks.

His hand moved nimblely on the half-filled white paper. His eyes glanced to the right, staring at the younger sister, Marana Tarfia.

The corner of his lips lifted, a smile that people rarely saw.

Finishing her writing, Taya closed her book, and stepped onto the bed, the sister who had been staring at her, waiting for herself to read the dog or just listen to the story of the sister.

"So?"

"Now Maran wants to talk" said the eight-year-old girl.

With a smile, he climbed onto the bed and pulled out a blanket, to cover the bodies of the two.

"Son wait." Taya spread her body with her body sideways, her head she held with her palm, looking at her brother enthusiastically.

Maran looked ahead, as if the boy was looking at the future.

His hands were raised upwards, making the gesture of a person walking.

Turning his head to the side looked at Taya with smiling eyes.

"One day on a deserted street, there was a little boy who was starving, he looked very desperate at that moment. The world doesn't want him, so all he does is keep going, carrying his filthy, scarred body because of torture by his stepmother."

Maran was silent for a moment, she once again turned her head towards Taya, making sure that the Big Brother was really listening to her story.

Raise one hand.

"The little boy was really desperate, until ..."

"A beautiful girl approached him, drowning his hands. The little boy looked into the girl's eyes, making sure that the girl was really nice." A wide smile was created, as if he really felt the same way.

"The girl looked at the little boy as if to say; it's okay, hold my hand, I'll bring you to happiness."

Maran put her body aside, looked at Taya happily, and then hugged her dearly.

"The meeting was very, very gratifying for the little boy. And the little boy will never get tired of saying this."

Maran lifted her head, kissing the lower cheek of the Big Brother.

"Thank you for coming and taking Maran. I love you!"

Taya chuckled, her eyes blinked, hugged the sister affectionately, and hid her tears.

***

January 25, 2020, a fun week night for most people. But not with Taya.

Taya squeezes her mini dress again, her heart is toyed with.

He knew that when he received Jean's hand, he had to accept many risks that hurt his heart.

He took a slow breath, keeping all his pain alone. His lips he forced to form a most beautiful smile, he did so with all his abilities.

In front of her, Jean is dancing on the dance floor with a beautiful woman.

What did he expect?

Jean wanna dance with her? a miracle that will never happen.

His hand carried a small note.

With highlights; five activities on Jean's birthday. Huh, wasted writing.

Taya turned her head to the side, and her eyes unintentionally looked into Bir's eyes. The look in the eyes was the same, as when Jean looked at her, Poor.

Taya lowered her head, throwing her breath rough, an oddity sounded. It was a boring Sunday night. And he chose to leave the party, and no one accepted him. An outcast, what do you think about that?

Taya walked on the deserted streets, her head looking up at the dark-looking night sky without the stars. Even when he was sad, nature did not want to comfort him.

His phone vibrated a sign of a message coming in.

[Where?]

That's how the message is.

Taya was still staring at her phone without wanting to reply. Waiting for the next message.

[Style!]

Taya chuckled softly, still without wanting to reply, he would reply if the message had piled up around five to six messages, perhaps?

[Lo's not coming?]

his feet stepped without taking his eyes off the phone.

[I asked!]

[Reply to my chat!]

Exhaling her rough breath, Taya stared at her mini dress. He spent almost all of his savings on this.

However, all he got was Jean's company with another woman. Again, what did he expect?

Jean was just a messiah to him, only to kill him when he was bored. He only made the man as the object of his crazy fantasy of a work.

And why didn't Taya leave? leaving Jean and all the luxuries that man had.

He will!

He decided it now. On January 25th, he will be completely gone from the man's life. He will try to survive on potluck money without any help from Jean. He will try to improve his achievements so that his students will never be uprooted. Yes, that was his intention, not until he saw a little boy walking down the street.

Looks desperate, reminding her of the first time she met Jean.

Taya's steps came to a halt, she looked at the little boy gently.

His voice tightened, squeezing his phone that was within his grasp, along with the ringing of the phone that suddenly lit up.

"Sorry, I'll be there soon."