Ariana For Rangga
Thirty-six Episodes
"Wulan, can't you show your support once as a mother? Is your career more important than anything? It's been years, and you're still being selfish. I no longer care what you do, we are no longer a couple. But Ariana is your daughter. And you also have to remember, kids don't know anything about us."
That afternoon Malik met his ex-wife at his residence.
"Kids? Oh, my God, Malik, don't be silly. Arin my only son. So, you want me to go to that silly show?"
Asked Wulan arrogantly.
"Yes, at least do that for Arin. Just once, show him that you care."
Malik.
"All right, I'll go to the show. But with my husband, Ariana's real father."
Said Wulan firmly.
"Wulan, what do you mean?"
Malik looked very surprised.
"Malik, have you forgotten? Fahrul and I got married shortly after we split, and you know that. Siri, of course. Fahrul was not separated from his wife. I hope you don't forget either, Fahrul is Ariana's real father."
Malik was surprised to hear it.
"Oh Malik, you don't think we're going to continue having an affair, do you? And I hope you don't forget, too, what you did first.
You must still remember, how hard you forbid me to meet Arin. You even confiscated her phone so I couldn't get in touch with my daughter. Of course I was forced to give in, because I couldn't take it with me. But now it's no longer Malik. I'll take Arin with me."
"You're really shortsighted Wulan. Aren't you thinking about how Arin feels? Do you think he would welcome you and take it for granted? What about people's views. Don't you think about the risk to your daughter, Arin will be the media months. What kind of mother are you??"
Malik rebukes Wulan.
"Never raise your voice before me, Malik. Because you have no right to it. By the way, that graduation event seemed to be a good opportunity for me to perform with my only husband and son. Isn't that Malik? Oh yeah, of course we'll be a happy family. Arin will continue his S2 studies abroad, and he will live a more decent life. Because he will never be short of money until he has to borrow money from others. You know who Fahrul is.."
Wulan said with a contemptuous smile.
"You really are a cruel woman Wulan. I'm sorry I came here. And one more thing, don't expect you to be able to come at the graduation event. I'm not gonna let that happen."
"Malik, you have no right to forbid me. You know that too. The next day my husband and I will pick up Arin. He'll stay with us. And you, have no right to ban us."
Said Wulan with his cynical gaze.
"Oh yeah, then do you think that jerk guy would take Arin for granted? Didn't you intend to throw away your own daughter because her father didn't want her?"
Malik.
"Of course he'll take it. Actually Malik, I was the one who lied. I did not want to destroy my career which was starting to stabilize, so I told Fahrul that I dropped my womb. He was very angry when he heard it. And I also just found out that it wasn't him who paid people to threaten me. But it was his legal ex-wife. But good thing, Fahrul has parted with him. What's the point of marrying someone who can't give birth. I'm right, Malik?"
"Guene..!"
"Why are you angry? That's Malik's fact.. What do I get after marrying you? There aren't.. There is absolutely no Malik.. Now look at me, with Fahrul's help I can achieve all my dreams. Including being a wife and being a mother. Never mind, I don't want to argue with you. The day after tomorrow I'll take Arin with me. And if you try to get in my way, I won't hesitate to take this case to the law."
The extremely angry Malik left just like that, with a red face holding back the anger.
Ask Arin who had just arrived at the workshop that afternoon and is now in his father's room.
"So this morning, the exit of the city has the same business client. Don't know where."
Answer Ardan lightly.
Of course, they did not suspect his father, because his father had traveled a lot before. The workshop they now manage can be large even to the point of opening several branches, it is thanks to his father's hard efforts to convince investors to invest their capital with a profit-sharing system.
"What brochure is Rin?"
Yoshie asked who at that time saw Arin sitting on the sofa while reading a brochure.
"Oh, here's a college offer brochure at Stanford. Irfan loved Arin."
Answer Arin.
"You want to study abroad Dek?"
Asked Ardan who looked enthusiastic.
"Come Bang, Arin is still confused. To be honest, Arin hasn't made any decisions on that."
Arin replied while putting her brochure on the table.
"Sir, you should be grateful. Because I supported you in college. If you were me, I wouldn't think twice. Of course you'll take a chance."
"Yes Bang, Arin understands."
Answer Arin.
After his father's workshop, Arin went to a boutique to buy kebaya clothes that he would use at a graduation event that was less than a week away.
The time for graduation is getting closer. Just two more days, and Arin's getting frustrated. The day before, his mother had said she would come and take him. But Arin hasn't told his father anything about it. Even his father has not returned since two days ago. He knew exactly how his father was, and he didn't want to risk being hated by his father again. However, all this time it was his father who cared more about him. Yes, even though he showed his affection in a different way.
That night Malik returned to his office, after two days he did not come home.
Malik threw his body on the sofa. Very tired it felt, not only physical but also his heart. His mind was on Arin. The fact that Arin is not her real daughter, she can already accept it. But what about Arin, will he be able to accept the fact that Malik is not his real father?
While thinking, Malik accidentally saw a brochure on the table. Malik grabbed the brochure, then read it.
"S2's college offer at Stanford? Is Arin going to college there? Or maybe Wulan talked to Arin? Why didn't Arin tell me anything?"
Malik Mumbled.
He put the brochure back on the table, then leaned his body on the sofa.
"What should I do now.."
Malik took a deep breath, then closed his eyes.
