As Strong as the Mentari, as Soft as the Moon

Episodes 17. In my Escape Journey...

Seven o'clock past fifteen minutes. The car continues to go at medium speed on the highway which is still quite crowded. And our goal is not to be home either. Still heading to town B. A city that holds many memories and hopes, the city of my birth. My eyes continued to stare at the trees that looked as if they were chasing from the car window. "Well, it looks like the black car is following us" I said as I looked at the rearview mirror. A little hardened Dad's face when he realized we were being followed. Then he drove the car at high speed and tried to eliminate the tracks. Meanwhile, I watched the black car through the rearview mirror. It's bad dad tried to avoid the pursuit of the black car.

Eight o'clock in two minutes. It felt good when the black car didn't seem to be following us anymore. "Thank God.." I said in relief. I also seemed to smile at hearing my words. "Great father.." I praise. "Em, your father was a racer. Things like this are still easy for dad" he said as he rubbed my head with one hand. "Yes.believe dech" I said as I hugged his arm for a bit. I saw a smile on his face. Just expressing my sense of relief, suddenly a car overtakes and speeds blocking the speed of our car. Screaming me and my dad for the incident. "Damn it.." swear dad while trying to control the speed of the car that had been bad for avoiding the car. Until in a quiet area they tried to stop the pace of our car. Not just one but three cars urged us to stop.

Eight o'clock is thirty minutes. "Don't get out of the car, no matter what. And in case something happens to you, Fara has to run away quickly" he said just before he got out of the car. There were some strapping men dressed in black who were waiting for father. There was a fairly fierce fistfight between the father and some sturdy man. I was so riled up to see my father like that, especially when a few blows hit his body. The brawl continued until finally I had to give up. There were many blows he received as he lay until a man stopped him. "Sir Darius....!" I said very surprised to know the man. A punch back landed on the father's body. This time it came from the burly hand of master Darius. I was hysterical. And then I immediately hugged my father. "You betrayed me Wibowo...!" said Mr. Darius. "Sorry, Sir. Fara my daughter" said the father while trying to get up with my help. "Before you Wibowo." said master Darius while looking at me. "Yes, Sir. He's my real father" I said as I tearfully hugged my father. "Damn....!" sire Darius in anger. His eyes then looked at me. I felt differently when I looked at him. "I love you, Fara." he said shortly after he was near me. I'm stunned. "Sir.." said the father who looked at the astonished master Darius. "I mean it, Wibowo...Don't ask me why" said Mr. Darius. "But Fara is still not ready, sir. There's still a lot he wants to do" said Dad. "really. Fara's not ready. "good. If you're ready, then you should tell me. If no...You'll know the consequences" he said, gesturing for his bodyguard to leave.

Nine o'clock in two minutes. We sat in a shop and enjoyed a warm tea. This opportunity I did not waste to treat father's wounds. While shedding tears I cleaned and gave wound medicine. "Don't cry, baby. The wound is nothing compared to the happiness of my father finding you" said the father, smiling and rubbing my head. "I'm scared, Dad. Mr. Darius is really forcing his will one day" I said as I wiped my still flowing tears. "Mr Darius was indeed evil and rude, but he was the right person to promise. I understand that right. And as long as it hasn't materialized it will try to take care of you now" said the father. "Fara chose the option of disbelief. Because of his treatment of Fara last time" I said. "It was a mistake in his opinion" said the father again. I fell silent and remained in my position not to believe in Mr. Darius. "I am still disgusted by his actions" I said grimly.

Nine o'clock past forty-five minutes. The car drove back. This time the speed was normal. "forty minutes later we reached home, Fara. What's the first thing Fara wants to do?" father said with a smile. His eyes focused on the streets. "Mandi.." I answered briefly and returned the smile of the father. "Far away just want to take a shower" said the father laughed loosely. "Ah, father.."I said spoiled. A word he repeated over and over again. A word of regret for everything that happened to me. "I'm sorry, Fara. I'm sorry." said dad again. Eyes scooping. "Fara forgave you" I said. And once again I hugged his arm spoiled. He offered to stop for a moment and buy some personal equipment that might be needed while at home. I took care of it and rushed straight to a convenience store. Bought some stuff for me and dad. My steps stopped for a moment when I saw a figure I knew very well. "Sister Mirza.." I murmured softly.

For a moment it seemed to stop my heart when my eyes saw his handsome figure. Then it turned into running. I don't know what he's playing. And once again I watched him to confirm the truth of my vision. And sure enough, my vision was proof of a conviction. Immediately I hid my body behind a pile of things while lowering my hat to almost cover my face. I try and hope there is no meeting with him for now. I'm not ready yet. Moreover, this stain on my body, which is the result of the actions of master Darius. Although my sadism is still sacred but still I feel disgusted especially when remembering how the burly hands of master Darius roared my body some time ago. Three months I was under pressure. Maybe if I didn't try to be strong, I could have ended my life or at least gone crazy. "Fara.." whispered the father as he rubbed my shoulder. "Dad.."whisper me while putting my index finger in front of my lips. Hope no sound can catch his attention . We walked away from the convenience store after some time as if playing hide and seek towards our car. But again damn, it turns out that Mirza's car parked right next to our car. My steps receded and I pulled my father back a few steps as Mirza appeared at the supermarket door. My heart was beating great when it passed me. There was a feeling that prompted me to embrace her. But it was the feeling that prevented me from doing so. "Sister Mirza." I muttered as I saw him step up and turned his back on me. Silver sports car that he always carried was then drove quickly. Ah, Phew. "Don't, Dad." I said, hugging his arm. And on that occasion I was still trying to reconcile my heartbeat which had always seemed to run with an erratic rhythm. Smiling dad saw my nervousness when he saw Mirza's sister. "Who, him?" ask dad. "Em, friend." I said, looking out the window. "special friend? I know from the way you stole his eyes" said Dad. "He loved Fara, well before the kidnapping" I recalled. "It seems like a nice and polite man" said the father whom I replied with a nod. "Patience...God must have prepared a beautiful story for you" said the father again.

Ten o'clock past fifteen minutes. We started to enter the village streets that were a little wet with the rain just now. There was a shiver that snaked when I saw the streets I used to go through first. Or see people I know milling about the streets. I sobbed I got that sight again. "Grandmother, your granddaughter came home." I said as I wiped the tears that had soaked my cheeks.

to be continued...