Ariana For Rangga

Episode Twenty Nine

Twelve years ago, this park was not much different from today. There was hardly any change. What has changed is time. Arin looked at the garden with a pushy look. He should have come here with a happy heart, reminiscing about his childhood with Ardan and his parents.

Arin remembers exactly, he used to play chases with Ardan and his father. While his mother will capture the happy moment with the camera he brought.

Mother always capture every happy moment with her camera. Mom always said, one day all those pictures will remind us when we forget that the beautiful things in our lives ever happened.

But no matter what happened, eight years ago before leaving his father burned all the neatly stored images including his mother's camera. Everything was burned to the ground, nothing left.

Arin was crying and almost caught fire, she tried to put out the fire that was already big enough but her father immediately pulled her hand away without saying anything.

A wonderful childhood, with a happy family. Everything only remains memories stored in Arin's memory. He could only hope that he would not forget a single moment.

"Arin, it's late. Let's go home. Your grandmother must be very worried about you."

Grandpa's words made Ariana wake up from her daydream. I don't know how long he's been sitting around, he almost forgot there was a grandfather beside him.

"Ehm, sorry cake. Arin's coming home in a minute. Grandpa went home first. If Grandma asks, Arin's still gonna sit here for a minute."

Reply Ariana.

"Alright, grandpa went home first. Don't stay too long. Arin, you have to stay up. Grandpa is sure, sooner or later your father will change."

After rubbing Ariana's head, grandfather left her who was still sitting on the park bench.

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"Rangga, you happened to be home. Look at this, what do you think?"

Mama showed me some shipping boxes that have been filled with various kinds.

"Good."

Answer Rangga flat.

Today he felt very tired, having done some major surgery. His brain is no longer able to digest anything, he just wants to immediately break down his body.

"Rangga, you see dong first. I guess there's something to add, right?"

Mom looked enthusiastic.

"Ma, Rangga is tired. Go to the room first."

Rangga was just about to step up, but mama held him back.

"Wait for Rangga, this is for your wedding preparations. At least you help mama dong.."

"Ma, from the beginning Rangga had said it. It's up to you, if you're happy, do whatever you want."

Rangga walked hurriedly and went straight into his room.

"Is mom still unconscious?"

Papa who had seen the incident had started talking.

"Pa, please don't trust mama. Mama just wants Rangga to get the best wife, that's all."

"Best for mom, but not for Rangga. Try to remember again, all this time did you ever ask what Rangga wants? What does Rangga want?"

Bu Riana was stunned. She didn't think her husband would say this.

"Ma, just this time. Please ask Rangga. What he wants. Do not let the mama later regret because without realizing mama has been selfish. I'm his father, I want him to be happy too. He's an adult, and I'm sure he knows better what makes him happy."

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Ariana walked in with a shunt. After feeling quite calm, he finally decided to go home.

As she was about to enter the yard, Ariana saw a car parked in the yard of her grandparents' house. His father's car, of course.

"What else do you want now, isn't there enough of all the anger he's been throwing?"

Ariana turned around, and moved away. He doesn't want to see his father now. His heart was still too sore considering what had happened. All this time he had been silent and harbored everything, yet this time he really felt incapable.

Footsteps lead him to a familiar place. The only place where he could forget a moment of his sadness, the studio.

Arin entered the soundproof room and sat in front of Gilang, his fellow announcer.

At that time Gilang was offair, playing a song requested by one of his listeners.

"Why Rin, so fucked up like that..?"

Ask Gilang.

Arin replied with a smile, again a fake smile.

"You're hungry, eat.."

Chirps Gilang.

Ariana grabbed Gilang's cell phone, then ordered food through delivery services.

"Lang, tonight we're tukeran shift huh. You go home, let me take care of the night."

Arin.

It had become a habit in the studio, for the last broadcaster that night then he was also on duty to guard the night. However, security guards remained on guard outside the building.

"Tumbens?"

Gilang scrunched his forehead.

"Are you sure you want to watch the night?"

Ariana nodded.

"Once upon a time I also wanted to lose the sensation of sleeping alone in the studio."

Reply Ariana.

"Jude, it's up to you. But don't tell me I don't want you. This building is haunted."

Saying with a convincing expression.

"How much does your ex look like?"

Ariana quipped while laughing sumringah.

"Yes, he's haunted by her."

Reply Gilang who also laughed.

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"What time is it now, and Arin hasn't come home yet?"

Mr. Malik looked riled up.

"For more than you look for it, were you not satisfied this afternoon you scolded it?"

Reply grandfather in a cold tone.

"Malik, until when are you going to be like this? Arin is your daughter.. What's wrong until you act like this?"

Grandma started crying sadly.

"My daughter? Hah, just ask her mother."

Malik replied with a cynical tone.

"Malik, what do you mean? Don't tell me you believe all that gossip?"

Grandpa.

"Where did the gossip start? No one knows. But I know the truth."

Answer Mr. Malik.

"What truth do you mean?"

Ask grandma.

"That's it, I know enough. After all, he should have been lucky enough. Because mom and dad always pamper him. If he's with his mother, I'm sure he'll be a derelict child."

"Malik, what exactly happened? Please elaborate.. Why didn't you say anything? What exactly happened between you and Wulan? After all, until now she's still your legal wife."

Instead of answering, Mr. Malik just turned around and left.

"Please tell Arin, never to see me again in the workshop."

Say it before you go.

Mom, dad. Ii'm sorry. I can't tell the truth. Enough to hold it myself. It would be too painful if everything was revealed. Arinlah the one who will be hurt the most. He'd rather hate me for a lifetime than have to know the truth.