NOVEMBER GOT ME YOU

Chapter 19

STEVE'S P.O.V

Look at this girl I just had a Facetime with. She had the most unpredictable life scenes of the year. I swear there were too much unusual things that happened in her life and I have no idea how she handled it. First, going to London. Second, not even two weeks after, flight again to Miami. She could never stay in one city too long now, I guess.

But one thing I admired the most of her, was that the amount of strength she had in that tiny little package. This cutie pie could probably handle an elephant big of problem with her own hands. I considered her as my baby sister. And I'm so proud to have her.

But now, speaking of Facetime, there's someone I needed to talk to.

"James! Dude! How are you?"

"Whoa Steve, it's been a while! I'm doing great, how are you holding up?"

"Jakarta is still in crazy traffic so I'm doing okay."

"Haha. As traffic as LA though, you're not alone."

"Dang! You're in LA? What a life bro, you should hire me to work with you!"

"You shall speak to the band members then."

"Hahaha. I'm kidding. Hey, are you with the boys?"

"Yeah we're doing little radio tour and stuff. What is it?"

"Uhm...can I talk to him?"

James left me in silence. I guess he didn't like the choice of time. I didn't even do the timezone math. All I wanted to do was talking to the right person for the sake of another right person.

"Hold on." James cleared his throat.

"Appreciate it bro, thanks so much."

I was waiting for like thirty seconds as I heard James calling his name. They had a little chat but I could hear some words.

"Steve, my man!"

"Bro, what's up!" I smiled and breathed out. "How you doing? How's the band?"

"Hi haha oh gosh band is cool but we have tight schedule. How are you?"

"I'm good."

"Uh, okay so James told me he thinks you have something important?"

"I just spoke to her."

Then another silence tone interrupted my ears. But I let him to process. It was hard for both of them. I didn't want him to feel like I was one very protective brother who kept ridiculously begging for his attention to my little sister.

"Is she okay?" He sounded a little unsure but tried to hold up.

"Yeah, she's at the airport as we spoke."

"Going back to Indonesi-?"

"Going straight to Miami." I cut. "As of Miami."

"Dammit." Connor cursed. "I'm in LA. Do you know how long she's staying?"

"No particular schedule yet. But I guess she'll call back when she's arrived. Dude it's like 20s hour flight or something."

"Yeah..."

"I didn't mean to-"

"Thank you for letting me know. I'll make sure to check on the flight back to Miami soon as we're done with LA and heading home."

"Good luck." I gasped, nervous for them.

"Thanks."

The call ended. I have no idea whether the thing I just did was right or wrong. I just wanted Dina to be happy. She deserved it, and so did Connor. Hope they'd make it to...

"A piece of crashed plane was found floating in the sea. The rescue team confirmed that it was the back part of the plane. We are still waiting for the confirmation from Heathrow as to which plane was missing out of radar. This is breaking news. We will be coming back in an hour."

"DINA."

My mouth uncontrollably called her name over and over again. If I precisely calculated, her flight would still be somewhere above the sea. I immediately opened the map on my phone. Zooming in, zooming closer, and closer...

I raced the car to the maximum speed. I didn't care anymore if anything happened or something crashed along the way, I should go and meet her parents.

"Sir? Hi I'm Steve, Dina's friend."

"Hello? Can I help you?" His face shown normal expression. I bet they didn't get the news yet.

"I, uh... Can we talk inside?"

"Sure. Come on in."

"Is her mother here?" I sat in the living room.

"Who's that- Oh Steve, hi, it's been a while!" Her Mom warmly hugged me. I met her twice as often as her father so I wasn't surprised that he didn't recognize

"I'm so sorry I was bursting out like this. But... Has any of you reached the headline news twenty minutes ago?"

"No..." She shrugged. "We're both falling asleep."

"Dina's plane is crashed." I choked so hard because their expression was killing me right now. "I have strong feeling that it's her flight that was on the news."

"P-plane...crash...?" Her Dad stuttered trying to gain himself but failed everytime.

"I tried to calculate..."

I demonstrated how I could tell it was Dina's flight the news was talking about. And it matched. Other online sources of news confirmed the exact international sea longitude to measure the time the signal went missing and the main tower started to lose the plane out of their radar.

"Dina... My Dina... Pap, our Dina is..."

Her mother was quickly passed out. I helped him to bring her back to their room and let her rest. He wasn't okay either. He walked here and there trying so hard not to cry but finally he let out the desperation moans against my hug. Can you believe that? I was just talking to her probably three hours ago?

"I still need to confirm this, Sir. However I believe you two have all rights to know. I'm very very sorry that I have to leave now, but you'll be the first to know about anything."

"Keep me updated, son..."

"I will." I hugged his father one more time.

"Bring back my daughter..."

That one last word tore my heart. How could they go back to sleep tonight, knowing their daughter was somewhere, alive or dead, in a crashed plane in the wide ocean?

I got back to my room and immediately made several international calls.

Somebody should better direct me to Heathrow. Now.