(Tak) Bile Sepahit Bile

Section 88

Silent. For a while, the father and son were glued in silence. Dive into each other's taste in each heart. Especially Caesar who was increasingly real felt regret that increasingly pierced his soul.

Mr. Arya sighed, glancing at the child who was still down preparing the heart to tell everything. Patience. That was what he had to do until Caesar dared to uncover what his heart was hiding.

"I want to apologize to Dad" Caesar began his story.

Mr. Arya was bearded, still staring at the child who was faithful in his submission. Try to refrain from silence and listen well.

"There's something I've been hiding from Dad all this time and maybe it's going to disappoint you" Caesar said, bowing his head.

"Say, I'll listen. I'd be more disappointed if you didn't say it" said Mr. Arya rubbing his son's back.

Hearing that, Caesar raised his head to look at the father. The soft and warm smile embedded in his wrinkled lips was enough to give peace to Caesar's troubled heart.

"You need to know, Evan's not my son with Eva." Caesar stared at the ripples on his father's face.

There was an unmade surprised reaction. Caesar knew that the glint of those eyes implied a deep disappointment.

"Yes, Dad. Evan was not born from Eva's womb, but from another woman" Caesar continued, turning his face away from the father's gaze.

How not to be surprised, Mr. Arya thought Evan was really Eva's son because both of Cempaka's children were nearby. Then, if not Eva is there another woman Caesar married? So minded Mr. Arya.

"You mean ... how?" asked the confused Aryan sir.

Caesar shook his head, biting his lips withstanding the turbulent and heated taste.

"Yes, Dad. I married another woman besides Eva on her advice just to get a child. Like most contract marriages, after she gave birth we parted ways" Caesar said at the end.

There was a shiver of sadness as well as regret at the words he said. Mr. Arya caught all that.

"Actually I don't want to part with him, Dad. I love her, and she gave birth to my son. I don't think I'm willing to part with him, but he chose to go and leave me because it was my own fault." Caesar began to sob, the falling water immediately swept over him.

True, Caesar loved Cempaka and perhaps the taste he had for him exceeded the taste he gave for Eva.

"Why don't you talk about this to Dad? Did you guys deliberately hide this secret from Dad?" asked Mr. Arya a little sad.

"I'm just afraid Dad can't take it" Caesar said like a coward.

"Stupid! If that woman you're referring to is Cempaka, then I'll take it." Release, master Arya subconsciously mentioned the name Cempaka.

This surprised Caesar. With a quick movement of Caesar's head turned his head, a look of shock so clearly visible.

"Dad ... know?" Caesar asked.

"Well, Dad knows. Dad knows everything. In fact, it was Dad who accompanied Cempaka in that small house during her pregnancy. He took good care of Dad, so well that Dad could be this healthy. It's all thanks to Cempaka, Dad's son-in-law."

Caesar gaping to hear his father's words, it was unexpected that everything he was about to tell was known. Master Arya sighed again, and exhaled slowly.

"Actually I'm a little disappointed in you because you're impressed like throwing Cempaka out of your house. I thought it was all because Eva was really pregnant, so you moved Cempaka. Unfortunately, you never came to visit. In fact, he and the fetus in his womb so need a father figure, a husband figure to strengthen it." Lord Arya looked disappointedly at her son.

Caesar turned around, completely crying when he remembered everything. She had abandoned Cempaka during her pregnancy due to respect for Eva as her legal wife.

"Dad doesn't know what his life would be like if there wasn't a woman there to help. If it wasn't for Cempaka, Dad wouldn't be as healthy as he is today. I am grateful to know that Cempaka is Dad's son-in-law. No, but more than that. He's Dad's son now. If your love will only hurt him, I ask you not to come to him because of his pain, your pain too" said Mr. Arya.

Caesar was stunned, slowly staring at the father's bead that pierced into his eyes. He was serious, there was no falsehood of any of what he said just now. Mr. Arya pulled the air to unravel the tightness that was suddenly present squeezing the chest. Turning away from the gaze of the child, staring at the well-kept flower bed.

"Do you know where he is now?" ask Caesar. Wishing she would meet him and beg him for forgiveness.

Mr. Arya shook his head, it would be impossible for him to tell Caesar the whereabouts of Cempaka without seeing his struggle first.

"Wherever he is, I hope he can live happily." Mr. Arya again filled his lungs with air. For some reason every time he remembered Cempaka's life, his heart felt bitter.

He turned, looking at the child's face.

"What is Evan Cempaka's son?" asked Mr. Arya, wishing that there would be no other woman but the two of them in the life of the child.

"Yes, Dad. He's my son and Cempaka. After giving Evan away, Cempaka asked me to divorce him. I was forced because at that moment I was not aware of my situation." Caesar regretted knowing it all too late.

"Yes, everything happened. Let Cempaka be happy with his life. You already have her child, don't take her life anymore." Mr. Arya shook his head, asking very strongly to the child not to hurt Cempaka again.

"I want to find him, Dad. I wanted to apologize to him and ask him to return to my side. I felt like I had a wife when she served me, unlike Eva who always cared about herself. Cempaka .. I miss him, Dad. I wanted her to be my wife" Caesar said, fully aware of Cempaka's position on his life.

Mr. Arya looked at the child deeply, he heard the earnestness of every word he spoke.

"Then, what about Eva? He will not be willing if you choose to return with Cempaka, " asked Mr. Arya.

Caesar shook his head, there was growling and annoyed whenever he remembered Eva.

"Eitherway. I just realized all this time he was just enslaving me, Dad. I already know the rot. For that I left home and settled in Arjuna's apartment. I don't want to go home, tired of seeing it. I don't know, Dad. He also did not care about my son, even though he forced me to marry Cempaka at that time," Caesar said, shaking his head in confusion.

Recalling his fate which was not much different from that of the child, master Arya sighed.

"Well, don't be rash in your decision. Investigate further until you actually have solid evidence against it." Mr. Arya patted the child's shoulder.

Did Cempaka give birth to three babies?