The Riot
The Eve's

Agatha had absolutely no interest in finding out

more by asking directly. He said he didn't have to interfere

too far about the lives of others. Back to the original principle,

if everyone has their own privacy. It is not polite to

ask what should not be asked.

Actually the girl was also secretly curious. Wherever

Aaron left and why he always leaves at this hour. If you say about

business, impossible. According to the man, they are still

implement a system working from home.

Aaron himself occupies a quite important position in

working place. Unmitigated, he is the leader of the company

those. It was actually his father's company. However, it has now been diverted

to Aaron.

Agatha did not even want to ask at all

what kind of company he leads. At its inception, the company moved in

supplier field.

But back to the original principle. Agatha is not

want to find out more. It's different if Aaron tells more

back then. No need to force. Each thing has its own portion. Don't

beyond the specified limits.

Don't want to worry about that man's life,

Agatha entered right after the man left. Go wherever he is

go awayl. Whatever he did, it was none of his business at all. Unimportant

to him. There was nothing to do with the girl either. As long as not

harming her, Agatha would not interfere.

“So it looks like I ordered grilled chicken. But, uh,

why did the chicken come even geprek?” muttered the girl while scratching

his head is not itchy.

To make sure of this, Agatha

beralih checked his phone. Details about the order he just made earlier

it should still be stored inside that rectangular object. Allegedly right.

Agatha ordered a grilled chicken menu. What should have come was a roast chicken

aslo. But why is it different.

Come to think of it, it doesn't seem like a problem.

Agatha can also still eat beefy chicken. It is no different than chicken

combustor. Both chicken, but only different flavors and processing methods only. Noth

a too serious problem. It's free if he asks for a restaurant

to change the food. The process is too long.

The girl was too hungry. He can't

wait a little longer. Actually it could be. But, those worms

inhabiting his stomach already demanded to be fed. Want it not to have to

according it. Everyone also knows how torturing it would be if you were inside

hunger position.

Agatha always ordered food

ready-to-eat. No need to bother cooking anymore. Though he can

pressing much more of his monthly expenses if cooking by himself.

“That's why I always don't have enough

motivation to cook yourself.”

“While in retrospect, the taste of

my cooking is not bad. If it were for myself, I would still

will eat it until it runs out.”

Agatha muttered to herself. Declares

if the taste of the cuisine so far is not too good indeed, but also not

too badly. It's still worth eating.

It is a matter of people living and living

alone. There was no one he could use as a conversation partner

when I get bored. A few months ago, the girl was living together

in one apartment unit that is slightly larger than where he lives

now it's. Enough to hold them both inside.

However, for one reason or another, Agatha decided

to move to another apartment unit. Move the building to be precise. Temporal

that, Zura still lives in the old unit with her friend who also works in

the same hospital as him.

“I'd better stay in work tomorrow like

usually,” reveal Agatha to herself.

“Although it feels tiring, but so far only

that job can make me survive,” he said.

It was also true what Arjuna said this afternoon.

It is not easy to survive. Especially in a big city like this.

Finding a new job is not easy either. If Agatha has

great confidence and ambition, so he could have lived like

merski is usually out of the office. Because many people say that

luck always accompanies the brave.

***

After eating, he did not go anywhere. Only

just relax in his room, while struggling with rectangular objects

that tiny. Sometimes he also throws his eyes out of the window.

Looking at the sky that afternoon. The color of his waist began to fade, because for a while

again the ruler of darkness will soon take over space.

He always loved to look at the sky like this. Well-rounded

it was in the morning, afternoon, evening or even night. All the mood feels so

beautiful and relaxing for him. Maybe that's why there is that

many people love the sky. Agatha was sure, if there was at least one

or two people who have something in common with him.

Suddenly, he remembered something. Stuff

almost missed. I don't know why there's always something he's almost forgotten,

and even just remember it when daydreaming. From now on he has not been able to

to read Arjuna's diary. I don't know on what basis the man gave the rights

to him to read his diary.

From the beginning he did not feel the same curious

once, now the opposite is happening. Come to think of it, nothing

it was wrong that Agatha read the book. The owner has also been

granting permissions. So, there will be no serious problems.

Without a second thought, the girl immediately

take Arjuna's diary. He had kept that little thing in

in nightstand. Agatha used to keep small objects in place

special like a nightstand, so as not to be scattered and lost. Because it must be hard to

rediscovered it. If it's not important, it doesn't matter. But, uh,

what if it were the opposite.

Starting from the first page believed to be

arjuna's own writings. All the handwriting in this book is

it was very similar to the writing of that man. So, there's no suspicion at all.

“10

September 2019”

“It's been about three years ago, isn't it?”

muttered the girl.

The paper looks outdated. Agatha

sure if the diary must be well cared for and not placed on just anyone

place of. But, it still looks where the paper just written and the

which has been a long time. It's not hard to tell the difference.

The story of Arjuna

her diary began three years ago. In accordance with the date

it is on the first page of the book.