A Story of the Haram Child

Part 42 Deep Regrets

Anarya's return was greeted by Daneela with a face full of question marks. Many things that fill the mind and want to get an answer immediately. However, all that he could bear when he saw a cloudy look on the man's face.

Daneela chose to be quiet and preoccupied with Mbok Nah who was preparing dinner for the Bramantyo family. Even at the dinner table, Daneela is busy with Nessa and Resti.

There was no talk in the middle of the dinner, as if tension was brewing. Each one was busy with his mind and heart.

"Ma, Anarya wants to talk to Mama after this." Anarya broke the silence when dinner was over.

All eyes are on Anarya, the net full of questions. "Speak what?" asked Bram in surprise.

"Daneela, take the kids to the room." Anarya gave an edict to the woman who had been holding back that curiosity ever since.

"Yes, Mum." Daneela could not argue with her husband, she thought it would be nice if the children did not listen to the adult talk.

"What's up, Narya?" bum Bram asked after Daneela left the dining table with Nessa and Resti.

"Ma, Pa. .. Today I went to Bu Rani's house."

"Check in-laws but why not bring a wife and kids?" sela Mr. Bramantyo.

"Look, Pa. .. um .. .. earlier ...." Anarya was a little confused as to how to start the story.

"Anarya, please tell a clear story," pinta Bu Bram with a gaze full of big question marks.

"I went there this morning with Lasmi."

"What?" said Mr. Bram and his wife almost at the same time, the manic ball buyak almost do not believe what Anarya just said.

"Don't get me wrong, Ma, Pa. I went there for taking Lasmi to apologize to Daneesa's grave and also to Bu Rani."

"What's? Lasmi's sorry?" Again the husband and wife compact with a surprised expression, then look at each other.

"Are you sure Lasmi's really sorry?" ask Mr. Bram not to believe it.

"Yes, Pa."

"Imust be!" muttered Mr. Bram while hitting the table slowly and throwing away his face to hide the obvious doubt on his face.

"Anarya, Lasmi's a cunning woman. Don't let you deceive her." Now, Ms. Bram is worried.

"That bet, Narya. You know how devious and evil Lasmi is." Mr. Bram chimed in his wife's words, as if they were right and agreed.

"Pa, Ma. .. At first Narya also did not believe. But when at the house of Bu Rani everything was so felt. That regret after regret actually appeared in Lasmi's heart."

"Why at Bu Rani's house?" Ms. Bram is curious.

"In the meantime, Narya grab something first."

"Something what?"

"Patience, Ma." Anarya left her parents with a confused expression, she headed to the buffet closet where she kept the Daneesa diary.

"Read this, Ma." Anarya thrusting diary with open position on the part that has been marked yellow ribbon.

Ms. Bram and her husband slowly read one sentence at a time. Occasionally a heavy sigh rang out, as if someone was slapping in the chest.

Ms. Bram stopped when she read the last part of Daneesa's writing. Slides of past events flashed in his memories. The woman who used to look elegant was unable to continue reading Daneesa's writings.

Bu Bram quickly closed the diary, then he half ran towards the room. Mr. Bramantyo who witnessed his wife's attitude could only sigh deeply and cupped both hands to his face.

"Papa feels like he failed to educate his wife, Narya. Forgive Papa." Mr. Bram's voice turned raucous as it held millions of disappointments over his former attitude that could not be firm against the woman he loved.

"Yes, Papa knows. That's why Papa never hated that kid."

"Yes! Thank you, Pa." Anarya's voice was almost inaudible.

He bowed his face while playing a finger. Vegetation permeates the heart's niche. The incision of the wound and the pain due to loss is still so real the pain hit each side of the heartburn.

"Then, what about Lasmi?" Mr. Bramantyo's question made Anarya lift her face.

"He's already realized his mistake, Pa."

"Thank God. That means you can live quietly with Daneela without any interference from Lasmi."

"Yes, Pa. But there's still one thing that's troubling my mind."

"What?" Mr. Bramantyo's forehead frowned forming a forehead fold.

Anarya looked back, as if she wanted to make sure no one was listening. With a slight loss of body, Anarya whispered to Mr. Bramantyo. "Resti's not my son, Pa."

"What?!" Mr. Bramantyo was stunned to hear Anarya's words just now.

No one knew who Resti's biological father was. Even Anarya, who lived with Lasmi for eight years, was unaware of the lies that the devious woman had created.

"Terus .. Who is Resti's real father?" Mr. Bramantyo could not avoid the curiosity that appeared instantly.

"We'd better get out, Pa. Don't talk about this at home. You know, right, if the wall has eyes and ears?"

"Hahaha .. You're seriously kidding." Mr. Bramantyo patted his favorite son's shoulder.

"All right, we're coffee outside." Mr. Bramantyo stood up and took the car contact, then threw it at Anarya.

"To the cafe where it usually is?"

"Where else would it be if we didn't go there? Only there is the taste of espreso coffee is amazingly steady." The middle-aged man's smile expanded.

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Meanwhile, in the white-walled space of the bones ....

A woman sniffed her sedan in the corner of the bed. A clear thread rushing down the cheek to wet the back of his hand.

Several times I heard a word of apology spoken from the lips that are accustomed to the red blushing lipstick layer. The face that never separated from the make up now looks haggard.

The highlight of regret was clearly implied on a face that was wet filled with tears. Several times he wiped the rough clear liquid, then dissolved in a deep regretful cry.

"Daneesa, forgive this heartless woman. I admit, I'm too greedy. I'm afraid to go back to a previous life full of stories. I'm sorry, Daneesa."

In the end, Bu Bramantyo realized all the mistakes he had made in the past. For the sake of ego he sacrificed the happiness of Anarya, he took what became the source of the spirit of his son's life. Even not only that, after the death of Danessa, he still could not accept Nessa Princess Anarya as his grandson.

Yes, the little girl named Nessa Princess Anarya must enjoy the cruelty of a stepmother and also her own grandmother. At a young age, he had to lose his happy years as a child.

Ms. Bram regretted remembering her previous treatment to a granddaughter whom she never acknowledged. During this time many wounds that he cut into the little girl's heart. Although in the form of words, it is certain that the memory of everything he did will be recorded and imprinted in the memory of Nessa.

Fortunately Nessa is a good girl, she does not take revenge on women who have hurt her with cynical attitudes and heart-wrenching speech.

Now, even though tears are shed. Although regret from the deepest heart he displayed, all could not restore the happiness that had been taken away by the ego attitude that once controlled the heart and logic.

Ms. Bram is well aware, right now she can only make amends in the past by being kind to Nessa, loving and giving genuine affection to the child.