April, 15th 2023
The bartender asked me to have dinner with them. Jason almost punched me again, and Evelyn wants to become my assistant.
What happened in the big city? A lot of things happened when I'm gone and leaving.
I want to have a vacation, not become a hero.
Diary Entry #103
Julia Harianto
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I closed the page after I slip my photograph of my office today. I should get my hair cut tomorrow. My phone keeps vibrating since she came to me.
*knock… knock…
I get up and looked at the peek hole. She's again. I looked at the message she sends me until now.
I should ignore her. She's nobody to me. "Julia, I know you in there! Open the fucking door!" She keeps knocking, banging, and kicking.
I closed my ears using a pillow, but it won't muffle the sound. I can still hear her screaming my name. No, I shouldn't open the door. She's not my girlfriend anymore.
Am I mean? For me, she already crosses the line. Imagine you already broke up with your girlfriend or boyfriend, but they look like this. What do you want to do? What I did today, it's legal.
They won't stop until you get back to them and repeat the cyclus. It's tiring, right? It will drain your sanity fast. My friend once told me. When you want to see other people's true self, shows your dark side of you. If they did not accept you as yourself, it's better you walk away slowly.
His words were true. Irene can't bear with me on time. I always leave her if she is late.
I took a deep breath and opened the door. She glared at me and showed me my phone. "I can't wait to see your reputation gone." Irene tries to snatch my phone.
"Give me…" I hold her hand and pushed her.
"Tell all the journalist where I stay. I don't care." Irene glared at me as she rubbed her wrist. "I don't have business with you and Henry anymore!" I played the recording on my phone.
"You…" Irene glared at me. I heard a sirene behind Irene. "Are you calling the cops on me?!"
What?! I haven't called them. "No! Why would I?" She keeps glaring at me until they approached us. A guy who has blonde short hair tapped Irene's shoulder.
"Excuse me. My name is Officer Liam O'Connell and my partner is Officer James Park." He cleared his throat and looked at me. "We've got a report of the public nuisances, and we…"
"I'm sorry about that, officers." I cleared my throat. "My guest is about to leave." Irene stomped her feet to the ground.
"I'm not done yet!" Irene stomping her feet again.
I took a deep breath and looked at these two officers. "You can escort this gashinayo to her car. I'm done with her." Irene tried to pull my hair, but officer Park hold her.
"I'm sorry, madam. It's better you not make this situation more heated."
I took a deep breath and stared at Irene. Once, she becomes the most lovely woman I know. She's beautiful, an international model, has a perfect life, and she's kind. I admit she's kind to people, but who knows? It's Hollywood, right?
People can do whatever they want to get what they want. Even killing is legal. "Ma'am? Are you alright?" I keep staring at Irene as she drives backward.
"Ma'am?" James tapped my shoulder.
I jolted after he tapped my shoulder. "Oh, yeah. I'm… good. Don't worry."
Two officers in front of me keep staying in front of my room for a couple minutes to make sure Irene was not coming back. After that, they leave me. "You should get rest." I leaned my back on the wall as I crossed my arms in front of my chest.
I hummed as the answer. Shit, I need a drink. I get inside of my room after the sheriff left.
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I get inside this diner to meeting with my lawyer. I called him this morning to taking care of her, Henry, and journalists.
"I told you to wait until Monday," he said as he pleased me to sit.
I give him my phone and took a deep breath. "This diner was popular in the Rockeness, Kim. I already tried the breakfast here." I raised my hand and Dorothy came to us.
"Good morning, young lady. Do you want to try another menu, or you want the regular?" She asks.
I shook my head as a response. "Okay, don't forget to buy something so this diner won't get bankrupt and I've got my wage paid." Dorothy is such a beautiful and fun woman. Should I let my heart out about what I've been through?
"Well, I want a burger, and…. two glasses of cola, please." Dorothy looks at me.
"Make it the same, and…" I flipped the next page and sighed. "A whole apple pie, please." Dorothy raised her eyebrow.
"Damn," I furrowed my brow. "You got lucky today! My pie is the best." Dorothy looks at Kim. "Split the bill?" I shook my head as I put the money on the table.
"He's my guest, Mrs. McKenna. My… lawyer." I said.
Kim only gives a smile leaned his body on the sofa. "Wait here and I'll get your order ready." We both nodding heads.
I read the newspaper as he listening to the recording last night. "She knew it?" He asked. I'm nodding my head.
"I just saying that I recorded her voice only, not taking the video." I gave him my body cam.
"Huh. I never knew that you also used body cam, Jullie."
I leaned my back to the sofa. "How's about Henry? You already process it?"
Kim shook his head and took a deep breath. "I will process it tomorrow, and today your publisher called me and they will negotiate with me about your disappearance on Wednesday." He gave me another wide chocolate envelope.
"What is this?" I asked as I opened this envelope.
"Can I leave after we have lunch?" He asked. I'm nodding my head to return his newspaper and take a deep breath.
I looked at the window, watching people and cars passing by. "This town was a British camp before. I hope it does not surprise you about their weird accent."
Kim hummed and take a deep breath. "My wife wants me to divorce her." I looked at him. "Do you think is my fault to make you as my priority?" He picked his cigar and a lighter.
Kim's wife doesn't know who am I because I forbid him to tell me who is me. How I met my lawyer it's because of Irene. Before I hired him through Irene, his marriage was fine.
"Tell your wife with whom you worked for. I hope it will help you...."
"I'm sleeping with my secretary. Will that excuse saved me?" What? "My wife… always refused to do that with me so, I decide to… sleeping with my secretary." He keeps smoking until Dorothy came with two plates of burgers and two glasses of cola.
"We talk about later." I'm a lesbian. I love to hitting on other femme, but cheating? No. I won't tolerate this action. I don't want to working with a cheater.