Remember You
The Undesirable

It's been over thirty minutes I've been at the school gate. Waiting is not necessarily like a fool. There was a slight rage when not long ago Dad told me he couldn't come to pick me up. He said there was a sudden meeting and he told someone to pick me up. But the fact is that even until my feet are rooted, no one I know comes approaching.

"You haven't come home yet?"

My body is full of "Damn! just surprised"

The man immediately turned off his motorbike. Then he turned to open the helmet that covered his entire face. "School is starting to fall"

"Know"

I faintly heard him chuckle softly "Waiting for an invitation, huh?"

I nodded lazily.

"Who's picked up?"

"Angel of death"

"Wow"

"Whispering Rik! I'm home there! I don't want to see your plump girlfriend nagging in front of me" I roared as I stared at her sharply. Instead of complying, he lowered the standard of his motorbike, then went down and stood beside me.

"Correction! I don't like to be called Rik, Rico or whatever" He flicked his bangs back, "Call me Jery, more elegant and classy. Fits my glamorous face"

Fool, who cares.

"Do you want to take me? I have two helmets" Jery pointed at the black bogo helmet hanging from the left side of the bike.

I shake the constant "No need. I told you I don't want to deal with your buxom boyfriend"

"But when it's late afternoon, the school gets really creepy. There used to be a pregnant schoolgirl who committed suicide from the top floor of the building. It is said that he often appeared when the school began to be quiet" said Jery while putting up a face mimic is not clear. His eyes were glaring, his lips grinning, and a pair of hands stretched out forward. I think he's trying to scare me with those ghost sighting scenes. But unfortunately, he even looks Cringe.

"My life is a lot scarier. If you knew you couldn't sleep all night"

Jery frowned confusedly "Ah, really?"

Turning the lazy eyeball, I pushed his arm slightly away, "Go home! I'm lazy to see your face"

"No!" He said no less loudly "I'll wait until someone picks you up"

"Sokay familiar!"

"I told you ghosts are creepy. If you see him you'll pass out" Jery folded his hands in front of his chest. I was out of words to reject him.

No talks took place at the time. We are both silent. I stared blankly at the street, while Jery was playing her phone.

About ten minutes passed, a black sedan car that was so luxurious seemed to lower its speed from the west. The car stopped in front of me and Jery just put her phone back in her pants pocket.

"That's your invitation?" Jery was curious.

I move my shoulders because I don't know "Once, I don't know who picked me up"

A few seconds later, the car's glass moved down. Showing clearly who the driver is.

"He picked you up?" Jery was so impressed to see it.

"Yes Jery, he's my uncle" The man said he couldn't believe "You're serious?"

I nodded, then patted his shoulder "Thank you for waiting with me. Sorry for throwing a bag and grabbing your stool"

Jery's still frozen. I immediately stepped into the car. Not to keep uncle waiting.

"He's your friend?" asked uncle while chuckling. I nodded while closing the car door.

Not long ago uncle also gave a horn to Jery as a farewell greeting before finally returning to run the wheel of the car.

Come to think of it, what made Jery petrified like that after seeing my uncle?

How long have you not met?

It's freaky.

"Alena misses uncle no?"

Yes, the man who was busy with his wheel was my uncle, Melvin Steward. Beloved uncle. The biological sister of the late mother.

"It's just normal"

Uncle Melvin chuckled softly "Why does Alena look at uncle like that? glaring like a roadside puppet"

"Kenapk? can't believe?" Uncle Melvin throws questions, while I get curious.

"Dad asked uncle to pick me up?"

Uncle Melvin grimaced, "Yes, from Alena you know, since yesterday uncle volunteered with your father to be your driver for one day only. I can be alone with my beloved nephew. Uncle misses you because he hasn't seen you in a long time. Isn't your uncle very nice?"

I scrunched up a faint forehead. Since when did Uncle Melvin talk so much? so a little chatty. When I remember when I was a child, I had to make him angry or upset first so he would talk to me. Uncle Melvin was a word of irony, but his overwhelming attention led me to crown him as 'Beloved Uncle'.

So when the red light stopped the vehicle, I started to get closer to him. No more glaring, this time squealing. Looking for loopholes to find evidence that this man beside me is Melvin's uncle who was the same as twelve years ago.

He is now thirty-five years old. At least he must have one or two wrinkles in the eye area if he is a normal human being. But it looks like Melvin's uncle is a vampire. It does not age at all. It even looks fresher.

"Does Uncle Melvin have a girlfriend?"

The man rebutted saying "Your question is strange, change the topic!"

"I'd guess. This uncle never sold. It's so sorry" I said meledek. For a moment I caught her expression that turned wry for a while, before finally her fingers landed a hard jolt on my field forehead.

"Just kid! Not no sell-off, this uncle is a voter. Have high standards, not just choose. Alena, how do you know about love? single from birth don't be so loud!"

So punchy.

Then I switched to folding both hands in front of the chest. Perculums the lower lip while thinking a little.

"So was Aunt Laura a type of uncle once?" I don't know if I suddenly remembered him. The beautiful girl who was always maimed by uncle Melvin.

"Where do you think?" The almost old man glanced at me sharply. Funnier. I wanted to show her eyes with the pen still in my breast pocket.

"Uncle just made a song. It's about love slavery. All the netizens said it was a hard code that uncle gave to Aunt Laura. Honestly, uncle! no need to be shy like a virgin" I joke while holding back laughter. Uncle Melvin looks wrong. He was so agitated that both of his cheeks turned red.

"What's wrong?" He is still trying to avoid "I am a composer. The whole world knows that too. I worked at MasterPiece Entertainment to create a song".

Oh, yep! you need to know if Uncle Melvin and my father were former Boygroup B.O.S (Best Of Stars) who was very famous in his time. Five handsome men descended from gods from heaven.

After their group contract was completed, they began to live a human-like life as usual. Resuming each other's wishes. Dad continued the Opa company, while Melvin's uncle was still attached to the agency that once overshadowed his group as a composer. And so do the other members. They can live free now. Many have families too, unfortunately uncle Melvin is an exception.

"Hey! uncle almost forgot" he suddenly said "Your father said you forgot to bring pocket money. So uncle bought you a burger. Eat fast, you got magh!"

"Where's uncle? I didn't see it"

Uncle Melvin was quick to point out "That's inside the dashboard"

Without lingering I opened it "Why is it also stored in the dashboard? is anyone trying to steal?"

"Let it stay warm" He chuckled as he caught my face that did not understand at all "That's uncle's wits"

Uncle Melvin's mind path is unique. I agreed with a constant nod, then immediately picked up a box burger. But before that, my attention was suddenly diverted by two photos that were also stored in the dashboard. I chose to take that photo instead of a box filled with burgers.

Uncle Melvin's not conscious. Soon I looked at the goals of the first photo that warmed my heart. The photo contained five B.O.S members who were taking pictures on a large stage. Behind him also seen the fans are lifting the lightstick up high. It looks like the photo was taken after the spectacular concert ended. Dad once told me if the jonser was over, the five of them always took the time to take pictures with the fans as a form of memento. That's so sweet.

The second photo is a little different. The warm feeling just now instantly turned into a bit of a headache. In this photo there is Uncle Melvin and Mom hugging each other in high school uniforms still wrapped their bodies. The two of them were only two years apart, but could get along so well.

"Dona-ah!"

I gasped quite a bit when suddenly Uncle Melvin took the two photos out of my hand. Uncle immediately put it back on the dashboard and closed it hard until I gasped for the second time.

"What did the uncle tell you?" the creepy side of Uncle Melvin is out.

"Eat"

"You ate. Spend it!" he said with a very flat intonation. I could only nod my head and start opening my mouth wide to eat it.

"Uncle knows Dad's been a hot conversation lately again?" I keep chewing. Uncle heeded it with a momentary close eye.

"Father-scandal"

"There's no need to think about it" he said interrupting "Netizens are like that. The conspiracy theories that they are trending on are not necessarily true. They just lack work".

Swallowing food is not funny. Then I looked at Uncle Melvin skeptically. " They said Dad ran away after Mom's suicide that hasn't found a bright spot. He then returned to serve as a director of a large company. They dragged me"

Uncle Melvin quickly brought his one hand to stroke the top of my head, while he still split his focus to split the city hall. He smiled sweetly "Trust me, they're just nonsense. The netizens know nothing"

"But uncle" I paused the phrase then took a deep breath "I'm more convinced that my presence in this world is something they hate so much"

"What do you mean, Al?"

"They never wanted her idol to impregnate a girl and have children"