Buttered

Chapter 68

And in the end, on that sunny afternoon. Tristan and Sarah are already on board a sizable ship. Which is only rented by the lord Arya Hutama for Sarah and also Tristan to the island of Belitung.

They will travel for approximately 12 hours from where they are now. And this made Tristan even more upset. What made him even more upset was the intention of his father to make himself closer to Sarah was very visible here. Where the lord Arya Hutama even prepared everything so that Tristan can linger alone with Sarah.

"It was the old man's intention to make me and the freak woman close. Where could that possibly happen! that won't be possible, that's for sure!" muttered Tristan on the boat while sitting and seeing the sea view which was not too choppy at that time.

After a while, Tristan realized that he did not have his phone with him.

"Oh my God, my cell phone. Ck... Shanum must have been upset because I haven't called him in two days!" moaning Tristan while rubbing his face huffled.

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Meanwhile, elsewhere, Hera was still very upset when she was in the car on her way home from Ari Ricardo's hometown.

Even since joining Ari Ricardo's hometown, Hera seems very upset. He even intended not to come in from the beginning.

"Hera, try to get some water there!" said Fitria asked her foster child to take a drink near her seat.

Although upset Hera still took the drinking water and handed it to at Fitria.

"Ma, it's still a long time no. Geez, we spent one day and one night just traveling. Why should I come with you? I told you I didn't want to come with you, so I couldn't attend Sarah's wedding invitation, right?" ask Hera who made Fitria stop her drinking and close the bottle again.

"Why talk like that? if papa you hear how? he'll be sad!" fitria Reply.

Hera, who has been hugging her frustration for three days, did not care anymore about the warning of the adoptive mother.

"But I'm upset, ma, I've prepared a nice gift and dress to go to Sarah's wedding. It was all in vain!" lamented Hera continuously.

Fitria who had been patient enough was finally not able to withstand his regret as well.

"Hera, enough! enough with all your silly and childish behavior. Are we going on a sightseeing trip or what? uh huh? we go to worship. The uncle of your father died, the uncle who since childhood took care of your father. Why can't you sympathize a little for this matter. Why do you always care about yourself? you're no longer a child or a teenager, Hera! at least think like Sarah just a little. If he were now in your place, he would never say something that hurt the hearts of others like you right now!" exclaims Fitria who really has run out of patience.

Hearing the advice of his adoptive mother was at length, Hera instead of understanding and learning something. But he instead looked irritated and covered his ears with both hands.

"Mama is quite ma, why do you always compare me to Sarah? the mother and father who adopted and adopted as your child, I. Not Sarah! why keep praising Sarah, in your eyes it's only Sarah who's right, I'm always wrong in your eyes!" upset Hera with red and teary eyes.

Phitria who saw Hera almost crying also ended their quarrel. Luckily, her husband slept with a headset. If not, maybe Ari Ricardo will also fight with Hera. Because Ari Ricardo had actually disliked Hera's attitude and behavior for a long time, it's just that he still remained silent and understood because of Fitria who is very dear to Hera.

Fitria then embraced Hera and wiped the tears that had begun to drip in the corner of her adopted child's eyes.

'Hey, I'm sick of this family. They have started not loving me, now my monthly money is reduced. Fortunately there is money for the home, otherwise I can shop shop again. Anyway I should be able to get that Rendra Hutama, by any means. So that I can also leave the home of these two parents who have started many of these rules!' muttered Hera in his heart.

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The sky was cloudy when Tristan and Sarah had already gone through a quarter of their journey. They sailed for three hours. It was time for lunch, Sarah who had prepared food with the crew of the ship was approaching Tristan who was still cool sitting alone on the third floor, the top floor of this ship.

"Hey, lunch is hard to prepare. Come on down, we'll eat together with the crew!" take Sarah who stood briefly next to Tristan then after she finished with what she wanted to say, Sarah also intends to return to the second floor.

"Are they your brothers?" ask Tristan.

Sarah, who did not understand Tristan's intentions, turned and looked at Tristan.

"meaning?" ask Sarah.

"Why should you eat with them, are they your brothers? oh I forgot, you're from the orphanage, you must feel like all the crew on this ship are your brothers, what if we meet a beggar on the way, you'll also take them out to eat together, ck...really freak women!" tristan does not like to eat with strangers.

Sarah just let out a long sigh, she also did not want to make a fuss in this place.

"They are not my brothers and you are right, I am indeed an orphan, I do consider everyone a brother!" Sarah paused her sentence for a while and folded her hands together in front of her chest.

"But you shouldn't talk like that. What distinguishes you and the people who work here and the beggars on the streets is only fate and luck. Your luck is good, because you were born as the son of Arya Hutama's father. You were born with all the facilities, you never know how difficult it is to find money to eat. But what if one morning you woke up and your fate changed? how about you wake up on a cold street in ragged clothes...?"

"What are you talking about?" sela Tristan who seemed to have goosebumps heard what Sarah said.

"Nothing is impossible in this world of Tristan, anything can happen. What if what I'm saying is come true, when you wake up, you become a crew that's overheated every day, the rain pulls the anchor rope so heavy...!"

"Stop, you freak woman! I don't want to eat with them. Bring me my food here, and don't say those absurd things in front of me!" tristan turned his face away from Sarah.

Sarah just sighed and turned towards the second floor.

'I don't think he could be afraid of hearing such things. Either way, he awakens to beggars or a crew of ships. The treasure alone will not run out of seven derivatives!' murmured Sarah as she went down the stairs.

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