Brian walked to his room, he who was still thinking about what Maria had said just took a deep breath. A person's life is unpredictable. Brian looked at the door of his room and then he entered with a medical record. He then sat in his chair and continued to look at the contents of the document. It was now 5 pm he still had an hour left to finish his work for the day. In his mind flashed something that makes him comfortable is none other than a vacation. During the few weeks he worked in this city he had not felt the vacation he deserved. Only work piled up and made him seem on the verge of insanity and eager to run away even determined to end his life. Something very troublesome. The sound of the ticking of the clock made him feel calm, felt lonely and made him calm. Brian then looked at his cellphone and it turned out that there was an incoming message from Yurian. Brian then reads it and he tells her to come to his charity concert which is to be held this week. And coincidentally he was off that day. Brian quickly replied to the contents of the message and he would agree to his request. After that he returned to lamenting the tiredness that had enveloped himself.
"Brian are you in there?" someone shouted from outside
"Yes. Come in."
CRACK the door sound
"Are you done with your work?"
"Yes. What is it?"
“You said you wanted to know something? That's why I brought this," said Alex, handing him a document. And then Brian took it while opening it slowly and reading its contents.
"This isn't it? Where did you get this from?”
"Someone gave it to him."
"Who?"
"That is not important. Just use oh yeah if you need anything just ask me," Alex said as he left and closed the door.
Brian, who felt lucky, then he took a deeper look at the contents of the document and it all contained the information Brian needed. Organ supplies and even drugs are listed there in full from year to year. The documents provided by Alex were quite helpful for him but still he felt something was strange at that time. Brian was still thinking hard and he then called Joe.
"Hello? Joe do you have time?”
"Right now it's busy. What is it?"
“You know about the biggest pharmaceutical company in town? Do you have the data?”
"Wait a minute there."
"Who are they?"
"Are you sure you don't know?"
"Why do you think you ask, of course I don't know."
"You are this. The company is now managed by a man named William. Because the owner is overseas that's the record that's here.”
"What? William?"
"Yes. I will send the photo. Wait a moment."
Then Joe sent Brian a photo via Cocoa. Brian who saw it was immediately surprised.
'What? it can't be this guy. Damn he's the one who met me and uncle at that time,' Brian thought
"You're not wrong, are you, Joe?"
"Of course not. So what?"
“That guy met me when I was at Baverley. He's also met me and uncle."
"Then what's the problem?"
"There's no way they could work together on that project, right?"
“What project do you mean? Actually I'm still not sure it's just that they call it a project. As for what I don't know, that's why Joe I ask you to help investigate this oddity."
"I'll do it anyway, now I'm working on the case of the daughter of the successor of the food company. and after we investigate further we can conclude this is not suicide. Apart from that, there are some that I suspect, so don't be surprised if at any time we come to your workplace and immediately conduct an interrogation."
"Of course. Oh yes, enough until here I'll let you know."
"Okay."
Brian immediately hung up the phone because right in front of him someone seemed to want to say something to him and that person was none other than the head doctor. He was now in Brian's room standing facing him. The look on his face was friendly but had a hidden meaning. He then looked around Brian's room and then Brian immediately invited him to speak without further ado.
"What's the matter with me, head doctor?" Brian said politely to him and of course with a smile.
"I heard you were doing something. What's that?"
"You mean?"
"I know you're a good kid and again the person who recommended coming here was your own uncle he is my friend in other words you can't do anything bad can you?"
"Sorry but I don't understand what you're saying."
"Is that true? Then just forget what I said earlier. The day will be over soon. Would you like to have a beer together?”
"I'm also sorry that my doctor had an appointment earlier."
"It's too bad. In that case, okay. And again behave as you should," said the head doctor to Brian as he left his room. Brian who heard the head doctor's words immediately put on a serious face.
'Apparently someone's watching the movement,' Brian thought
Soon it was time for a change of service. Brian then got ready and went to another room and joined those who were going home from work today. He was still ringing with the head doctor's words. It was clear that he was threatening Brian. As time went on, he became more and more aware of what was happening. A job that is supposed to help other people but this actually seems to get other people killed and the person in question is Brian. He felt the pressure again within him and made him feel uncomfortable. After they all changed service Brian immediately went to get his things and left the hospital. Seeing people waiting in line for treatment made him look back. The look in his eyes was sad and uncomfortable with what was the problem. Feeling guilty and the memory comes back again.
"You're going home?" said Gerald who suddenly passed him.
"Yes. My work is done until 6 pm.”
"Goodbye then."
"Yes. You're a senior too, good job."
The two of them immediately parted and then Brian walked himself now had to meet someone first. Walking through town looking around Brian finally came upon a bar near a pasta restaurant. Brian entered the bar and it wasn't too crowded maybe because it was still 6 o'clock and not many people had arrived yet. He looked around and found a young woman in autumn clothes sitting at the far end of the table. Brian then moved over there and sat across from him. The person he met today was Yurian.
"You've been here earlier?" Brian said to Yurian who was sitting drinking wine
"Ah yes you took too long."
"Sorry sorry there are some things I have to do."
'Huh why am I lying like this,' Brian thought
"How is your work?"
“You could say it's quite busy.”
"Are you sure it won't be busy this week?"
"Yes that's right. Coincidentally, this week is my day off. It won't be a problem," said Brian with a smile at Yurian
"Good."
"Oh yeah, have you been practicing? Don't you really have to do it otherwise what about the concert later."
"It's okay. Every morning until noon I practice. Why are you panicking like that?”
"No, I'm just asking."
'Right. there's no need to say it seems like it will disturb his feelings,' Brian thought
"You want some wine?"
"Oh yes."
The two of them chatted while drinking. Indeed, this is what alcohol often does, which becomes an outlet when oneself is experiencing many problems. Sometimes by enjoying a sip of it doesn't feel like it's been spent in large quantities. And now they both seem to enjoy this habit so much that they don't even realize that their 2 bottles are empty. Brian who was careful not to ask Yurian about personal matters because he shouldn't interfere in any of his personal matters after all. Yurian looks cheerful compared to yesterday she looks brighter now even though her drinking habits can't be doubted. Sometimes thinking how he experienced this darkness alone. Through so many problems that he almost died just because of his obsession with other people. Brian doesn't really understand mental illness but he can empathize with the impact of his very deep sadness. In the medical record it is written that he experienced a tragedy that made him obsessed with someone he loved. What tragedy was that wasn't explained very precisely and again the person he was referring to was Jason. Brian who knew that fact instantly made him feel annoyed. Yurian was a good boy but also very fragile. The darkness within him was unavoidable. His parents must be very sad if they had to tell the truth. Brian's wild assumptions continued to fill his brain memory until he missed an important part. He was not aware of the actual situation. The two of them continued to pour wine into glasses and toast while laughing happily. The fake smile on the face explains there is no honesty in real life. Cover each other bury sadness and even vice versa just to look good in the eyes of the public. Now it's getting late at night this place is already crowded with people they come to drink alcohol and even just have fun.
"Can't wait to see your performance when you play a song," Brian said to Yurian. And then he put his glass on the table
"Is that true? I thought you'd be happy when you saw the show."
“Honestly, the last time I saw a piano show was when I was 5 years old. Isn't that a very long time ago."
"It doesn't matter, after all, it's not something to be concerned about. Oh yeah, did your parents also work in the same field as you?”
"Thank you. It's true they are the same as me because that's why I followed their directions from the start and got to this point. Isn't it annoying that everyone makes their own choices while I'm being used like a toy.”
"I don't think that's too bad."
"Eh? Why?"
“Aren't you smart and talented too? So it doesn't matter anyways why decide for yourself if you're just going to get lost. Wouldn't that be sadder?"
"Are you comforting me?"
"Not. This is just my opinion. Besides, I'm not that different from you either."
"Oh, I see."
“You know how it feels to be crushed in a dream? You can't reach it just because of a miscalculation. Sometimes what you don't like is what you can do and vice versa. Ah it seems like he's talking too much sorry if this sounds unreasonable.”
"That's okay. listening to you talk like this makes me comfortable,” said Brian, smiling at Yurian. And Yurian just stared at Brian's unusual facial expression.
'So cute,' Yurian thought
"Eh? What are you talking about?” said Yurian who was suddenly flustered. And instantly made her face turn red with embarrassment
"Why are you here?"
"Looks like he's getting drunk."
Yurian had indeed started to speak gibberish due to the effects of drinking too much wine. There was something that Brian realized he felt that it seemed like Yurian was indeed attracted to him and that made him instantly feel confident in his feelings but seeing himself like that was unusual to say. To what extent would he hold back his feelings even though he was attracted from the first sight at that time, Yurian didn't really know him as openly as he does now and yet he still had a relationship with that bastard. Brian who still couldn't accept the crazy reality occasionally tried to deny it by not believing it but it was the truth. Now that she was still holding on to that person's anger was unavoidable and what made all this feel lucky was that the two of them at least didn't see each other again. enough to hold the energy that will only be wasted.
Both Brian and Yurian have problems in their lives that are unavoidable oftentimes it makes him feel uncontrollable emotions and makes him feel like he is in hell. The image of hopelessness and the discomfort of being depressed made him depressed and on the verge of doing crazy things. Unfriendly conditions made him seem to be in a ravine. If he falls he will die and therefore make his heart hurt even more. Bad memories always filled his head every night and made him unable to sleep. In fact, he feels that insomnia is like a daily meal, how this is very common in human life today. Feels like everyone is experiencing the same thing.
"Yurian."
"Yes?"
“What did that bastard do to you?”
"I don't want to remember it anymore. but it seems that I am already out of my mind how to be together with him.”
'This time the answer sounds reasonable,' thought Brian
"Are you sorry?"
"If that's the case I think it's more accurate to feel angry that he dared to betray me and come back to me like I was crazy. Are you also thinking naively?”
“You mean he betrayed you because of someone else?”
"Yeah, I saw it myself."
"With your eyes?"
"Of course. Someone providing a video containing his actions at the club is unforgivable. Even though I really…”
'He said at the club? Didn't he himself also do the same to me but he only blamed that person ah bingo,' Brian thought
"Never mind you don't have to remember it anymore and just live happily now that way you won't be tormented."
"You are right."
Conversations that increasingly lead to personal problems will be difficult to handle. Brian then poured the wine into his glass and drank it slowly. He felt that what was written in the medical record was true. This person is insane but can still be cured. It would be troublesome if Brian had to use it to resuscitate Yurian. After all this was not the right realm for him to have to meddle in his affairs.
"It's late. You'll be home soon."
"What? You're telling me to just leave?"
“Tomorrow you have to train it will be troublesome if you have a headache because of all this. Please, come home soon."
"You are."
"I'm going home too. That's why you too."
Then Yurian got up from his seat and he walked out of the bar. Brian also caught up with Yurian. After arriving outside the bar because they were in the opposite direction Brian then called a taxi and Yurian went home using the taxi. Brian, who was still standing in front of the bar, then walked to the bus stop to take the bus from that direction to his house which was also quite far away. By walking slowly he was able to get rid of the drunken feeling that had begun to be felt in his head. Lately the weather is clear and the sky is empty with neither stars nor moon. When Brian walked while looking up at the sky he seemed to be aware of many things that were starting to run through his brain's memory. What he should have forgotten began to magically reappear and again filled the memory space. Once he arrived at the bus stop he sat down to wait for the bus to come. This time he was not alone there was a man in his 40s who was also waiting for the bus while drinking beer in his hand. He drank canned beer which is usually found in the nearest convenience store. His eyes looked frustrated. Brian only glanced at him and he didn't talk to him because he still felt drunk. Maybe he'll just ramble on. The man glanced at Brian and he started the conversation.
"You just got home, kid?" said the man. Brian, who felt it was not strange to be called a child because he had a baby face. He looked at the man with a confused look.
"Yes. Only just. How about uncle?"
"Me too. Are you having a good day?”
"I do not think so. Uncle yourself can see it right?”
"See clearly. It's okay life is always like that. never expected something to make you feel like you were in the wilderness and lost.”
"Uncle are you having a bad day too?"
"You are right. because that's life."
Soon the bus came and the uncle got on the bus and so did Brian. They weren't sitting next to each other and again the bus wasn't very full. People who looked exhausted and they didn't have a word to say the whole way until Brian finally arrived at his destination. He then got off and moved to his apartment which only took about 5 minutes from the bus stop to get to his apartment. she looks tired. Once he arrived at the front door of his house after going through several floors and then he could feel the atmosphere of his house which was quite neat and felt lonely. Brian then put his stuff on his desk and at that moment he went to the kitchen to get a drink of water. He who was still drunk at that time after coming from the kitchen he immediately laid his body on the bed. Even though he still hasn't felt sleepy at all and again he has insomnia himself lying down then looking at the messages in his work group chat and it's nothing special just contains jokes that are not at all interesting.
"Oh shit my head hurts so bad. shouldn't have to drink that much," Brian grumbled
In a different place to be precise in an apartment belonging to Yurian. Now he was in the kitchen he sat at the dining table drinking wine. Previously he was also drunk at the bar and now he finished a glass of wine at his house. In his mind it was not clear what happened he just contemplated his sorrow like losing something precious. In his head he was only filled with memories of his past. The more he remembered it the more he felt the pain. Now he was sipping another glass of wine like that until he almost threw up. When he was pensive suddenly someone called him and he just let it go without picking up anything. Now that he was on the verge of consciousness his head started to hurt and his body felt weak. Yurian then fell asleep in his kitchen in a very vague mind he was like in a spinning wheel making him unable to see clearly the rotation made him feel more and more dizzy until he could no longer see. But he couldn't get out and was getting more and more entangled with the terrible atmosphere he was filled with question marks and was about to find a way out until a voice whispered into his ear. With a jolt then Yurian woke up and looked around there was nothing and only silence accompanied him.
"Oh shit, what's that? hallucinations? There's no way I'm like that," Yurian muttered
"Wait a minute. Who called me?” Yurian said while looking at his cell phone. As soon as he looked at his cell phone, it was his manager who called him. Yurian just sent a text message and then he went to his bathroom to wash his face.
"Wow, my face looks dull," said Yurian while washing his face with face wash soap. He then looked in the mirror and wiped his face with a towel.
After he finished cleaning his face now he was in his room looking at social media. His head felt heavy and now he was taking hangover pills. In an instant he had no more headaches. the drug is always consumed after he drank a lot of alcohol. He who keeps looking at social media suddenly reads comments on his fan forums on the internet saying that they are really looking forward to the concert even though it's just a charity concert. Yurian was happy then he also gave feedback on the forum and in an instant his fans immediately gave a very good reaction. For now, his reputation is indeed very good compared to before he returned to activities after he experienced the incident. it's been a long time and gone.