About Raga
Witness of Old Man Infidelity
After school, Naya headed straight to the parking lot. Not bad today, but not good either. But yes, Naya can enjoy. If the mood today will be good to use to do the task later tonight. Because it is so much.
Raga who saw Naya immediately approached the girl. "Return on the bike? Tumben, where's the driver going?" Ask Raga.
"No more holidays."
"Tomorrow if the driver is on a cave shuttle leave? Don't have to take a motor."
"Now, thank you."
"Great jutek, old spit," Raga recalled while chuckling.
"Yes old too, it can't be small, brother. Uda ya don't bother me, I want to go home and my duties a lot. Unless you are willing to do my duties, I'm gapapa" said Naya.
"Come, what time is the cave to your house? What task can the cave," reply Raga origin but make Naya ketar-ketir. How could Raga just say it.
"Fine, Brother! I want to go home. Disturb the others why, not me. Hye!" Naya rides her bike, regardless of Raga she wears a helmet and drives her bike out of school.
Naya took the bike forward casually, today she prefers to bring her own bike. Being picked up by the driver made Naya feel uncomfortable and again it happened that the driver took a week off. It was better if he could go straight home without having to wait. On the motorbike is also cooler, let alone enjoy the atmosphere in the afternoon and enjoy the hustle and bustle of people on the streets.
Naya enters the area of a hotel. There is an ATM, his pocket money has begun to thin, while remember it is better he took the money first so that tomorrow is safe. Naya went in and took out a few hundred thousand pieces of money there.
When he got out, his eyes were fixed on one of the cars that came. Naya recognized the car. Right, that's his dad. But not alone, he was accompanied by a woman beside him. Naya immediately put her wallet in the bag and then put her motorbike on the security guard for a while.
"For what reason should I find out the truth." Naya ran into the hotel and then to the reception.
"Excuse me" said Naya.
"Welcome to the Grand Hotel Livia, can you help me, sister?" tanya Receptionist who Naya knows from her nametag named Talia.
"I want to ask, the room in the name of Mr. Adi Wilaga what number and what floor, Mba?" Ask Naya slowly.
"Sorry, what interests are you? Because the procedure cannot provide customer information because it is privacy," the woman replied kindly.
"I'm his son, he came here first so I don't know what room my father ordered." Naya shows her identity card, because there is her father's surname listed.
"VIP room number 125 on the 8th floor, sister. Anything else to help?"
"Nothing, thank you, Mba." Naya smiled and immediately ran towards the elevator. He pressed the number eight, after which the elevator closed and began to walk.
Ting ....
The elevator is open. Naya quickly went out and looked for the room she was heading to. Until finally he was really at that door. He imagined that if he were to meet his father now with that woman there would definitely be a commotion.
Naya thinks and finds a way, so she can make sure the woman is in the room with her father or not. Naya took a step forward, then she banged on the door so hard. After that Naya ran and hid in the hallway next to the room.
Naya peeked, a little. Looks like a woman came out in a slightly messy shirt. Followed by his father. They look for who banged their room so hard and certainly disrupt the activities they do.
"Who the hell, Mas? No one," said the woman, looking upset.
"People, don't think about it. We'll just go in again." Naya sees her father embracing her affectionately and re-enters their room. Naya took a rough breath while leaning her back against the wall, her hands clenched firmly. Why could his father do this?
Naya wanted to cry, yet she felt that there was no point crying over the same thing over and over again. Naya decides to go back and go home. Naya walked towards the elevator in limp steps. His feelings are mixed now. His mind was filled with many questions and curses. Even Naya was not inexhaustible, why would there be a woman who could willingly destroy the women and families of others by becoming a third person?
Naya got out of the hotel and picked up the bike, not forgetting she tipped the security guard who was willing to keep the bike. After finishing, he put his bike back home.
"Why? Why should I feel hurt when I'm used to getting hurt? Why should I be disappointed when I know you'll never change?"
"The same incident, after I saw my father's affair in Elementary School, is now repeated again. Betrayal and a traitor will never stop. He said all the things that a father does, will be karma for his daughter. Didn't you think there? What if his son is treated like a jerk? I even knew that. I hate guys!" His inner.
Naya propelled his bike above average. Things she often does to vent her anger for not being able to cry.
Arriving at home he saw Hana and her mother in the living room watching. Ignoring the greeting from her mother, Naya immediately climbed the stairs and headed for her room. He slammed the door hard enough and locked it tight.
Rena has been very memorized that her eldest child must be emotional, if Naya is angry she will be accustomed to confine herself. She could never tell her grievances to Rena-Mother herself. Rena thinks a little, however, the instinct of a mother is strong when her child is not okay.
Naya puts her hand on the dresser. He occasionally caught his breath as his emotions surged. His head was even dizzy now.
"It's lo, Nay. Find out what you should not know, when you already know finally lo own emotions because it can not be overflowing," he explained. His body was already limp, and slumped downwards. His defense collapsed, he could not hold back his cries anymore.
"Why am I always alone? Why am I always the one who squirms all father's foul behavior? Why do I always squirm the betrayal that my father inflicted with my own eyes?" Naya sobbed, she really hated her father.
