CEO of Maksa Marah

Chapter 31 Sarah Goes

"He raped me!" Sarah shouted out loud. "Throwing the check and firing me. Slandering me, as if I were crawling up on his bed." Sarah clenched her hands, her tears had already spilled. "I was humiliated until the whole company, looking down on me. The whole town, talking about me, even my brother killed himself for it."

"What are you talking about?" Mom approached Sarah. "Actually, who are you?"

"Me?" Sarah walked backwards. "Ask your son! Ask about the girl named Sarah Maharani."

Sarah had already arranged her suitcase, snatched her bag and cell phone. Went out of the room, but my mom prevented it.

"Don't go! You haven't answered me!"

"I'm done, Madam. Aren't you very curious about me. I'll tell you. I did work as a cleaning service in the company, to get close to your son. I'm a scholar, cleaning and mopping company floors, what for? For this." Sarah showed her son's birth certificate.

Ervan's mother is increasingly confused, not understanding Sarah's words. Isn't he a con man. Why act like a victim.

Sarah was in her baby room. Holding the little one who is still asleep.

"Miss, she's still asleep. Where are you taking him?"

"It's okay, bik. I want to go home, later tonight on the road."

Sarah walked down the stairs, she was helped by Sri who lifted her suitcase.

"Miss, I'll call the driver."

"No need, sir. Please, just call me a cab."

Before long, Sarah exited the courtyard, in front of a taxi waiting. Without thinking, he immediately entered.

Sarah was still crying, hugging her sleeping son.

"I'm sorry, dear mother. Papa's already dumped us, so let me get back at him."

Sarah was still in tears, apologizing to her son. Forgive me, Son. Please understand! Guilt for taking away her child's happiness. Happiness is having a complete family like everyone else.

Grandpa, grandma, dad and mom. Own a home, which becomes their last berth.

The taxi arrived at a bus terminal. Sarah came down, spread her eyes, saw a busy man and passed in front of her.

"Thank you, sir," he said, after paying for a taxi.

Sarah walks to buy a ticket, her current destination is only her hometown, where she was born. Visiting the graves of his parents and brother, introducing his son to them.

After, getting the ticket, he immediately went up. Take a sitting position by the window. At dusk, Sarah took her cell phone.

"I'm on my way home. You where?"

Sarah had not answered, she wiped away the tears and arranged her hoarse voice.

"Tamara, what's wrong? Do you need anything?"

"I have to go." Sarah took a breath. "I'm sorry, but your mom already knows our deal."

"What?" Panic behind the phone. "Tell me where are you? I'll pick you up."

"No need, our business is done."

Sarah cut off the phone. Back to crying.

No cry. Is it not like this, the way. Isn't that what I want. For some reason, her tears would not stop flowing. The more he braced himself, the more his heart ached.

"Hiks .. hiks ...." Crying by pressing his voice so as not to break. The most painful thing for her, there was no shoulder to lean on and cry in silence.

The bus slowly starts to leave the terminal, Sarah gazes out, not knowing what she expected. They had already expelled him, but his heart was still expecting someone to come, to prevent his departure.

"Goodbye. Let's never see you again."

Elsewhere, a man who had been very stressed, repeatedly shouted at Tirta to increase the speed of the vehicle.

"Why are you so slow, Tirta?"

"Hey, I've increased the speed. You want me to hit them."

Tirta also participated in stress, the man behind him like a relapse of his old disease. He was healed after marriage.

The car entered the house, the car has not stopped completely. But, Ervan had already jumped out and ran inside the house.

"Looks, the illness is worse than ever." Tirta got out of the car, carrying Ervan's bag left behind.

"What's up, Van? Why yell?"

Ervan did not reply, he still walked screaming in search of his mother.

"Mama." She screamed again, when her mother did not answer.

"Ervan, what's wrong? You're making Papa panic."

From the room, mama came out, looking at her son who seemed to be holding back anger.

"Did Mama throw him out? Tell me!" Stare sharply with breath up and down. Papa, who did not understand, asked his wife.

"What's this, Ma? Who was expelled?"

"Yes, Mama kicked him out. Mama threw the con man out."

"What! Mama," cried Ervan, even her tears suddenly dripping down.

Papa is getting confused, the direction of this mother and child talk. He looked at Tirta, asking for an explanation, but the man also knew nothing.

"Why, Ma? Why?"

"Why?" Mama glared, "You've been lying to Mama by bringing in a con man. Relying on the resemblance of his son's face to fit in our family."

"I forced him, I asked for it."

"Why should you force him? You said rape a girl, but why bring someone else."

"Because he's dead. He killed himself!"

Ervan's heart felt tight, the shadow of Sarah who committed suicide was again present. The shadow that had disappeared when he was married, now re-entered his memory.

Mama was shocked, she froze looking at her son. Meanwhile, Papa who already understands looks frustrated. It is his fault that keeps the facts hidden. The fact that he was covering up, looking for the right time to tell his family.

Papa grabbed his phone, anxious to be seen from the look on his face.

"Daniel, find my daughter-in-law."

"Where Sir? I'll pick him up."

"That's not what I meant. He's out of the house, track him down."

"Good, Sir."

Papa looked at Ervan and his wife in turn. Ervan was still holding back the anger, but her face was filled with sadness. Meanwhile, the wife looked pale.

"He's already killed himself. Then why bring someone else?" Mama sobbing. "Why, Van? Mama already thinks of them, loves them."

"Because you forced me to."

Ervan walked by the river, entering the room that greeted him with silence. There was no voice of a child who used to call him papa. There was no look on Sarah's face, which was frightened as she pricked her.

Accustomed to their presence, Ervan really felt lost. Still circulating his gaze, the figure of Sarah smiled at him, as well as the little one who clapped.

Ervan was crying, this was the second time she had shed tears, for losing someone. He sat by the bed, picked up cars, his favorite toy.

"I don't know what this feeling is. But, I want you with me."

Kissing the toy, his eyes saw two debit cards on the nightstand. The card he gave Sarah.

He sighed, still staring at the card.

"Why did you leave him?"

Ervan grabbed his phone, contacting Tirta who was on the lower floor.

"Tirta, find them in the house I gave Tamara."

"All right."

Ervan stared at the photo of the little guy on his phone. Smile with clear-looking dimples.

"Papa, will find you."