AN ATHAYA?

65 - Arini Anastasia Abraham

Iqbal was faced with an uncertain situation. Ivana invites him also Damar, Don Don, and Vino for dinner at home. After his meeting yesterday at graduation Vino told all but curiosity Iqbal because if Vino told me like that it can be ascertained that Vino's head will be bumped that second as well.

"When you eat first? Think of it as your own home" said Iva. And as already only Damar and Don Don who directly bribe food into his mouth, it is obvious that hunger. While Iqbal was still in an awkward mood on Ivana while Vino was somehow daydreaming about what.

"Lo got here the story how the hell, Bal?" said Iva again trying to melt the atmosphere.

"Gue would like to meet my friends who are both maba. Then if you meet it accidentally, huh Vin?"

Vino immediately turned away from his daydream and then nodded slowly. A sense of high prestige still spread in every body Iqbal. Though if in this sense is the right opportunity to win the heart of Iva after being hurt by Athaya a year ago. From the smell of this girl also seems to have no boyfriend.

Vino checks his phone periodically, there is no news from his girlfriend Arini, on the phone do not connect in the chat just tick one. This is the same as torturing Vino his name, Iqbal who was happy to meet Ivana even he who was upset because there was no news from Arin.

10 Minutes short talk with Iva's father and mother who joined, Vino's phone suddenly rang loudly, a short message and phone came in he saw her at a glance and apparently it was Arini.

He was happy at that time, "Om, Aunt Vino permission to go out first yes want to pick up the phone,"

...--...

Arini drove her own car to Bandung following Vino. Somewhere he stopped calling his girlfriend.

"Hello?"

"Yes, honey?"

"Where are you in position now?"

"I'm at Ivana's house, what's wrong?"

Arini took a deep breath, then continued. "He's safe, right?"

Vino was a little speechless, "He's healthy, he's safe,"

"Oh yeah, Ay. Do you often have news?"

"Yes,"

Phone disconnected from Arini's side, hopefully his lover does not suspect anything.

"Huf... I'm so worried about you Vino, you're too reckless."

Jazz music sounds slow. He closed his eyes for a moment to enjoy the commotion in his head.

He knew very well how loyal a Vino was. That's why he's still in love with her. From the beginning he went to school until graduation, there was never a distance of boredom in Vino, the man he thought was perfect.

He opened his eyes again, as the ringing sound of a cell phone flowed to match the jazz shakes he had set, a sense of anxiety appeared shortly after. Dad called.

"Hello Dad?"

"Where, son?"

"Arin again outside of Well. Play again,"

"What about Athaya?"

This is what Arini feared, when the name was called, as if there was a very heavy burden he shouldered.

"Arin hasn't said anything yet Well."

"Yet? When's Rin?"

"Fastly Well,"

"Serious father Arini. From yesterday you said that, Dad still tolerates, I gave you three days. And I never lied about what you said. Also his other son, find him soon, or the father will direct the father's members,"

The phone just died. He hit the steering wheel of the car in front of him, somewhat frustrated by the circumstances.

His father told him to confront Athaya immediately. While here Iqbal, Ivana and the others are still under surveillance. He actually did this just to waste time— protecting his friends from the cruelty of his own father. Abraham.

So afraid of him, Arini to be willing to go to Bandung to ensure his condition. But in the middle of the road he suddenly thought. There could have been a spy for his father, because here was his father's jurisdiction. The plan may fall apart.

He must immediately make sense.

...--...

"Give me time Mom," please Laras.

"Can't, Baras. You have given me a long time, the debt that was not paid off yesterday. It's like more debt, more."

Laras could only duck, he was completely confused. How can god? There's no way.

"Look at Race. I can debt you, but the problem is that your speech cannot be held. From yesterday you said this it's it's it's it but there's no results. Besides I'd say the same thing, too,"

"There's no tolerance this time. And I give you time for the umpteenth time Laras. Soon,"

Where else would he go looking for debt. Donut efforts can not do much, her husband did not go anywhere.

He walked alone down the road. After the circumstances that exist for the umpteenth time, he could not bear to tell his son to owe him here and there, while he was hanging in no direction.

Lord, give me help immediately.

...--...

Arini returned to Jakarta, precisely to Athaya's house for how to talk, he will think later.

Ciitt's...

Arini's heart stopped for a moment. He looked back, opening the car window because he found a figure that made him feel dead lice.

He just passed by. Arini swore it was the sky. Aye! Sky friend Vino who got entangled a year ago in Dharma Bhakti High School.

"That's Heaven? Is she here?"

Arini went against the current, ignoring every horn she heard. Very dangerous! Even his life can also be threatened because he re-entered this area.

A few meters away Sky, Aji and Mr. Amar drove, Arini tried to match his speed. But ill-fated red lights and closed roads as a sign of passing trains managed to block it. He hits the steering wheel again, he'll lose track.

"Gue didn't look wrong. He's the Sky," he murmured.

It did not take long until they reached Teram (Place of Abraham) if said Mr. Amar. With a firm but cautious step, they entered.

Mr. Amar opened the door of the place with a key that he could not get from where, when the object began to open, there was a bit of a startled mimicry that was shown Sky and Aji.

What Amar said was right. Unlike the outside that looks empty, haunted and uninhabited other than the inside. All the furniture is there, at the back of the building there is a large and modern kitchen, where they stand now there is a kind of sofa for the living room as possible. And in the middle of the room was a large table and chair, like the throne of a highly respected kingdom.

There the sky set its sights on one thing. Lots of pictures of people he doesn't know. Miraculous, tragic, pitiful and making the breath of Heaven rise and fall.

They're really good psychopaths.

Full of blood and wounds. It was shapeless even through the images alone as if the sky smelled a rancid smell around it.

"They died because of Abraham. Without justice."

Mr. Amar said, "They all?"

The sky asked weakly, after which Mr. Amar's hand led to one picture. There the victim looks helpless, crushed though his body is still complete, his eyes bulging like pain, blood adorning the entire body of the person.

"He's Rahsya. Your father,"

I don't know where he feels. Seeing such a broken man who incidentally is his father makes him hurt. Very hurt.

"He, dad?"

The sky's body sagged even though it didn't fall, its eyes reddened in tears. Even his gaze to look at the image was almost gone from being covered in tears. She finally cried.

He never felt the love of a father and mother. When he saw the picture of Rahsya bathing in blood he remembered his mother who had not burned by fire in the accident. How could he feel it to this pain?

Silent. There was only the sound of Heaven crying filled the room. "Well... Ma'am..." His whole body is hot. You idiot! Where have you been all this time Sky? Why just find out now?

Mr. Amar moved away, he was facing a large locker in the corner of the room. As if already knowing its location he took a brown map. For a moment he read the contents before being handed over to the Sky.

The man stood up again as Mr. Amar approached. He opened the map, his tears breaking again when he saw a photo of himself and his father and mother. In the past, it used to be when things weren't this complicated.

Inside is a photo of Dina probably when she was a girl. A letter with romantic words. And a letter from the police.

"Abraham paid the higher-ups so that the case would not go anywhere and stop. That's letter. Even the news media did the same, whether the news was blocked by intruders or threats, or maybe even a bribe of money."

"And they're following?"

"Justice can be bought with money, son" said Mr. Amar.

"You know? Abraham used to love your mother so much, he chased after her even though his love was always rejected, so that your father used to have a lot of debt to Abraham would be forgiven if he could bring Dina into Abraham's arms.

"When Dina was abandoned by your father, she was frustrated. Abraham was no longer interested in madmen."

"I love you, why did you leave me alone?"

"Mama? Did mom eat?"

"This one time ma, please cry out to the sky,"

"Cheal fast Ma..."

The memory rounds appeared one by one making him shed more tears until he hit the photo. He suddenly misses his mother, misses his father even though he sees his face directly he never remembers.

"All I've left to you, son. I don't know what my life will be like in the future, the important thing is that you already know and you can release the burden now.

Arini timidly dared to come closer. That was his father's headquarters. Do not let Abraham know that he is not currently in Jakarta.

The sky wiped his tears, returned the document to Mr. Amar and thanked him.

Without saying anything else.

From a very distant place someone noticed. His fingers were fitted with expensive and rare rings.

He just found out something. Apparently his own son can also betray.

"Rik? Take the photo, find the DNA stamps of the man named Sky and match it with Rahsya's blood." shortly after Abraham said that. His adjutant immediately went to do the job.

"Cats... Want to play with dad?" he said with a smile that could not be interpreted.

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