Behind All Changes

Chapter 4

"How dare you insult your mother in front of Dad. Is this what Leny taught you? You brash kid," Lidya's father scolded Lidya.

"This woman is not my mother. And just so you know, my mom taught me manners. Be polite to parents. But this insolent attitude, I will never let go" said Lidya.

"Lidya, I'm married to him. And she automatically becomes your mother" said Lidya's father.

"If you were my Dad, you wouldn't do this. From now on, in this second as well. I'm Lidya no longer consider you as my Father. And from this very second, we have nothing to do, other than blood relations" said Lidya.

"Lidya," Lidya's father raised his hand to slap Lidya back.

"What's wrong? You want to slap me? Go ahead, slap it. Slap this, slap it," Lidya slapped her cheek with her father's hand.

"Happy?" Ask Lidya.

His father and stepmother walked away from Lidya.

Lidya's tears came down. He could no longer hold tightness in his chest.

Lidya ran up to the rooftop of her house.

He holds a guardrail on the rooftop.

"Well..." Lidya shouted as loud as she let out all the tightness in her chest.

And from that moment on Lidya had a deep depression.

Not just once, but dozens of times. Lidya tried to kill herself. But he always survived.

The incident that Lidya experienced made him experience severe depression. Changing the attitude of Lidya who was originally open, easy to get along, cheerful, and always make people happy to be closed, indifferent, flat-faced, cold. Like that's.

Flashback off*

That's how it happened, guys. So in the novel this time there is no mystery, ok.

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"It is not good to daydream in the grave. Later trance, loh" said a man by holding Lidya's shoulder.

Soon Lidya glanced at the person who was bothering her.

"Well, his name is Kelvin, just like me" said the man, Kelvin. But Kelvin's not Lidya's lover.

"Why are you here?" Ask Lidya to the point.

"Gosh, Miss. Can't get stale first. It's like good morning, good afternoon, hello, Hay, Kelvin, Kelvin you're really good-looking" Kelvin said.

Lidya got up from her seat, making Kelvin join the rise.

Lidya walked out of the burial place.

"Lidya, what are you going home?" Ask Kelvin.

"It's none of your business" Lidya replied.

"If you don't have a vehicle, just come with me" Kelvin bargained.

"Thank you, but I don't need to" said Lidya.

"Gosh, Miss. Don't be cold very dong dong same me. I'm a nice guy from a beautiful family. So you can trust me" said Kelvin.

Lidya accelerated her pace. And use the motorcycle to go home. He insisted on walking. Then it will end up sitting in Kelvin's car which is a stranger to Lidya.

Kelvin who saw how Lidya tried to avoid him could only smile while staring at Lidya's departure.

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Arriving at home, Lidya goes straight into the kitchen to cook for her lunch.

Lidya struggled with the kitchen for 30 minutes. Because the food he made was for him only.

"Lidya," called Lidya's stepmother who made Lidya's concentration split while making the presentation.

"Hmm," Lidya replied indifferently.

"That's your guest not my guest" Lidya replied.

Lidya picked up her plate and walked up the stairs.

"Lidya, they're your mother's friends. If you don't want to see them, it means you don't respect your mother" Lidya's stepmother said with a slight shout so that Lidya could hear what she said.

Lidya's stepmother purposely used her mother's name Lidya. Because that's the only way to persuade Lidya.

Lidya stopped walking. But after a few seconds, Lidya continued her footsteps.

After entering the room, as usual Lidya locked the door.

Lidya sat on the sofa in her room. He ate while staring at the photo of his mother and lover located on the sofa table.

"Mother, is it true that your friend is coming? Do I have to see your friend? Or can I not find them? But if you tell me to meet them, I will definitely meet them. Even though I don't like to meet who now," said Lidya.

I don't feel like time is passing. It's 20:00 now.

With a white T-shirt and long black pants, Lidya went down.

It turns out that in the living room there are already guests awaited by Father and Stepmother Lidya.

Lidya walked towards the kitchen with a glass teapot in her hand. He poured drinking water into his glass pot.

"Eh, Lidya," said Lidya's stepmother.

"You're wearing a gini shirt. I told you to get ready" said stepmother Lidya sweet-ass.

"Whatever I dress, it's none of your business" Lidya said coldly.

Stepmother Lidya tried hard to resist her frustration, so that Lidya would meet her guests.

"Say what you want?" Ask Lidya who doesn't want to get stale.

Instead of answering, Lidya's stepmother pulled Lidya's hand towards the living room.

"This is my daughter, Lidya" said Lidya's stepmother.

"I'm not your daughter" said Lidya.

"Here you go, sit down first" said Lidya's father mediated.

Lidya chose to sit on a sofa that was intended for one person.

"Your daughter is beautiful" praised one woman.

"Thank you Mrs Dirga" said Lidya's stepmother.

Dirga's? Is it possible she-?

Lidya tried to guess in her heart. He looked up at the guests of his parents.

Upon seeing who his parents' guests were, Lidya's face turned disappointed.

At first he had thought that the guest of his parents was the parents of Kelvin Dirga, his girlfriend who had died.

But his disappointment turned to surprise when he saw the face of someone sitting in the middle of a woman called Madame Dirga and a man who might be the husband of Lady Dirga.

Lidya frowned looking at that person who was also looking at her while smiling gently.

"Are you actually coming here?" Ask Lidya again to the point.

"Lidya," Lidya's father glared his eyes at Lidya's sassy question.

It seems like they want to evict the guests.

"Lidya actually your mother has the last will. He wants you to marry his best friend's son" Lidya's father said.

Lidya smiled disdainfully at her father's words.

"You know, Sir. I'm not going to believe your fake talk. If what you say is true, show me the will. As far as you know, I know all my Mother's friends" Lidya said, stressing every word she said.