I'LL ALWAYS LOVE YOU
62. Disappeared

In a Nightclub, with a dim light in it and the sound of music that jolts accompany everyone who is dancing with their respective partners.

Men and women, whether it's a couple or not, stick their bodies together when dancing to the accompaniment of music accompanied by their loose laughter.

At the other end of the bar table, Bram was seen gulping down a drink in his hand. He again asked the bartender to fill his glass every time it was empty.

Dark circles in his eyes, and my clear eyes make anyone who sees him guess that he is doing everything possible to forget what happened to his life. Something that made her heart feel tight.

On the other side of the table, a woman was watching him. Showing an attitude as if wanting to approach him but hesitating. The sound of music and the dim light of the light could not cover the woman when a faint smile fell on her lips.

Bram clutched his head, thinking hard to do something that could distract him. When he was about to take another sip of the drink in his glass, a hand moved first to stop him, making Bram turn to the owner of the hand.

"You've had too much to drink, Bram. How much more are you gonna drink?" scold the woman.

"You,,?" hiss Bram immediately brushed the woman's hand from his hand violently.

"Go! I don't need someone who can only pretend like you" Bram said fiercely.

"Can't you think any more logically, Bram? Being like this won't make her look back to see you" she said gently.

"You don't have to take your precious time to take care of me, I can take care of myself" Bram snorted.

"If she sees you like this, she won't like it" the woman said.

"That will happen only if you tell her this, and trust me! I'd hate you if you did" Bram said.

"After all, why are you here?" bram said with a cynical tone.

"I just want to help you" he replied.

"By persuading me to separate them?" bram's lips.

"I'm not going to do that, and I'm not going to let you do that either, Jesica" he added.

The woman who was none other than Jesica let out a deep breath after hearing what Bram said.

Bram gulped back down his drink, his consciousness slowly fading away accompanied by his self continuously fussing out uncontrollably.

Jesica quickly gets Bram out of Nightclub to his car, intending to drive him home to his apartment.

"Hey, Bram, Be aware,,!!" said Jesica while shaking Bram's shoulder.

"Tell me where your apartment is" Jesica said.

"Why do you have to know my apartment?" bram replied asking.

"Eergh,," Jesica harrumphed in annoyance while shaking Bram's body more strongly.

"Wake,! B*n*sek,,!! Tell me now where your apartment is so I can drive you home," hardik Jesica was impatient.

"Sadly, I won't let you know where I live" Bram replied with his eyes closed.

"Ariel asked you, aren't you going to answer?" fishing rod Jesica.

"really? Is Ariel coming to visit?" tanya Bram opened her eyes.

Bram's eyes began to turn red, the pungent aroma of alcohol smelling whenever Bram opened his mouth to speak.

"Yes, answer me now before he gets angry" Jesica replied.

"The address is at******, floor**," Bram replied smoothly.

Jesica immediately drove his car to the address Bram mentioned. It didn't take long for him to find the address, an apartment not far from the beach.

Jesica returns to Bram to his apartment. Persuading Bram to open a door that uses a special code.

With great difficulty, Jesica lays Bram on her bed. Go back to using Ariel's name so Bram will open his mouth to show where his room is.

"Basic trouble!" grunts Jesica upset.

Jesica sat in an armchair near the bed, staring at Bram lying in front of him, asleep after a long rumble that had Jesica covering her ears.

For a while, Jesica circulated her gaze, and was stunned after seeing what was before her eyes.

Bram's room is full of photos of Ariel, photos that Jesica knew were photos of years ago. Photos of the two of them together, and some photos that look new where it is clearly visible on the beach that Ariel visited and obtained by stealing.

On the other hand, a white acoustic guitar and an umbrella that has a piano hanger with two small bells, are right next to it.

Jesica approached the umbrella and immediately recognized the piano hanger with the engraving of the name A.E written there.

"You're really pathetic, Bram. You even kept this umbrella," said Jesica.

"You're the one who did the stupid thing, and let go. And now you're acting pathetically like this" Jesica said skeptically.

Jesica stared at Bram's sleeping face one last time before stepping out of Bram's apartment.

On the next day.

"Argh, my head hurts so much" he softly stroked his head.

"How can I go home? What happened last night?" muttered Bram in a daze.

He pressed his temple, trying to remember previous events, but failed. Bram felt his head throb as he tried to remember.

"Ahh, where's my phone?" bram said while feeling his piggy.

"This is it" Bram said, taking his phone out of his pants pocket.

His hand was scrolling through the phone to contact someone without harboring any suspicions. He brought his phone closer to his ear when his call was connected to someone.

"Can you come here, Sam? And bring me some drunk soup! I'll come to the office after I get better" Bram said.

"I'll be there soon, sir," replied Sam quickly.

Bram continued to lie down and placed the back of his forehead, closed his eyes for a few moments, then forced his body to get up and immediately walked towards the bathroom.

Coinciding with Bram completing his morning ritual, someone presses down on his apartment bell, revealing a young man standing at the door with a lunchbox in his hand.

"Should I move this, sir?" ask Sam politely.

"No need! Just put it there, I'll eat it right away" Bram replied.

"In the meantime, please take care of the meeting this morning, just tell me I'm in bad shape and will be back later in the day" Bram ordered.

"Okay" replied Sam obediently.

"But, may I ask, sir?" said Sam carefully.

"Why am I drunk?" guess Bram who answered with a slow nod to Sam's head.

"You don't usually get too drunk to leave your morning schedule at the office" Sam said.

"Is there anything that weighs on your mind?" ask Sam.

"It's nothing" said Bram. "Maybe it's been a lot of work lately and I unconsciously drank too much" he added.

"I understand, I'll go to the office and take care of it. You can rest as long as you need" said Sam.

"I know I can count on you" said Bram.

"By pleasure, sir. I say goodbye," replied Sam at once saying goodbye.

Bram ate the soup quietly after Sam's departure and returned to his room. He spread his gaze, and for the umpteenth time he smiled bitterly.

"Am I crazy?"murmured Bram slowly.

"While I told myself that I gave it up and would forget it, it was still very difficult" Bram lirih said.

"But, in this way the emptiness in my heart is a little treated, although this way will look disgusting in the eyes of both of them. I just need to keep this to myself" Bram told himself.

Bram busied himself with his computer to complete the work that was his job. Forgetting everything that happened that night and not trying to remember it.

In keeping with his promise, Bram comes to the office at lunchtime. Busy yourself by working to distract her. However, when the day changed and his work was done, he again fled to the Nightclub.

Without realizing that he was always supervised every time he came to Nightclub, as if waiting for the right time to approach Bram. A mysterious smile rang on his lips every time he saw Bram there.

Bram was sitting at the bar and trying to remember the last thing that happened there.

"I remember someone approaching me back then, but who?" murmured Bram slowly.

"I really can't remember it, a woman, but who?" mumbling again.

Bram gulped down his drink while pulling out his phone as he felt his phone vibrate on his pants.

"Uhukk,,,,,!!!"

Bram chokes when he sees who contacted him that night. The name 'Ariel' was on the screen of his phone, making him rub his eyes as if he could not believe Ariel would contact him.

"Are you okay, sir?" ask the bartender to worry.

"I'm fine, just pour me a drink" Bram said.

"Sure," welcome the bartender.

"Ah, please make Negroni for me" Bram asked again before answering Ariel's call.

"Yes? What's up Ariel?" welcome Bram to put a cell phone in his ear.

"Uhh, what is this brisk voice, Bram?"

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