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Chapter 32 Revealed

Ervan breaks down his body, carrying toy mobilan in the arms.

Gts ... Gts ... Gts ...

"Young master. The great lord asks you to come down."

"Tell him, I'm not arguing."

"He said this about Miss Sarah and Tamara."

Ervan was silent, aren't they the same person, he murmured inwardly. He twisted his body, still reluctant to get up. Behind the door, the housekeeper was still waiting.

"Young master," he called again.

Praang, I don't know what Ervan threw, until it made the housekeeper jump.

"Don't bother me!"

The sound of footsteps rang out, starting to drift away. Ervan gets up and opens the closet, Sarah's clothes are still inside. Everything was still there, he did not bring the clothes he had bought for him.

Spot Ervan's eyes on the floor. Scattered pieces of paper. He only realized, but he had been inside long enough.

"What's this?"

Collect some large pieces of paper.

The deg! This is what my mom found. Ervan murmured, collecting all those pieces of paper.

Downstairs, Papa's got a report from the housekeeper. Ervan went on a rampage, as before, before she got married. Emotions that explode and slam anything in front of him.

Papa sighed, asking his wife to come along, meet their son.

"Ma, come on, come with me to meet Ervan. Papa will tell you everything."

"no need. Papa, you're defending that woman. She's a fraud, Mama found out the contents of their contract agreement. Their marriage is fake."

"Ma, help! Don't be like this. Papa's wrong for hiding from you."

The mother who was still crying, finally gave up too. Following her husband's steps, climbing the stairs.

The door opened, and they saw Ervan sitting on the floor. Lean by the bed with your eyes closed. In his hand, still holding the toy car-mobilan.

"Van," Papa bent one of his legs, approaching his son who looked very hit.

"Can't you guys take it? What's wrong, if he works as a cleaning service?" Ervan's eyes were still closed, not wanting to stare at her parents. "What is the family name so important? He's not a criminal. He's just making a living, with his way." Her tears had already fallen, with her eyes still closed.

"Van, I'm sorry Papa. Supposedly, Papa told you everything. Papa's just looking for the right time, so you don't feel shocked."

Ervan was silent, opening her eyes, looking at the father beside her.

"I mean Papa?"

Izzam grabbed his son's hand, pulled up sitting on the bed. Mama also joined, although her feelings were still very upset.

"See this." Papa gave me a picture, my mom saw it. "They're different people."

"What does this mean, Pa?"

"The one with the long hair is your wife Sarah, the other one's twin sister Tamara."

Mama closed her mouth, gasping. Papa hasn't told me everything, but he understands what happened.

"Attent, Pa. Explain it to me." Ervan's voice stammered.

"Sarah's alive, Ervan. He used the identity of his twin brother, to work in the company. Whether he's looking for you, Papa doesn't know. To be sure, all this time Tamara and Sarah, all we know are the same people."

Deg, Ervan's heart just stopped beating. His body feels numb.

"Why just now, Papa said it. Why?"

Ervan got up, walked away from her father. He rubbed his face rough. The woman was still alive and had been by his side all this time. Ervan's memory runs backwards, when they just met. He insulted and demeaned her, cursing her own flesh and blood, as an illegitimate child.

Not only that, he recalled how the girl begged him for accountability. At that time, Ervan even slandered him. Little girl, do you really want to move up the ranks, to get me drunk. That's the word that came out of his mouth.

Ervan also fired him, on the grounds of tarnishing the name of the company, even though at that time he was the one who did the coercion on Sarah.

"Van, forgive Papa."

Mama was no less shocked, her face paled. Raising both hands, staring. What have I done, his mind is crying.

"Papa asked Daniel to look for him." Izzam looked at his wife. "Mama, calm your mind. Don't be burdened, because this is all Papa's fault."

"How can I calm down, Pa. Mama slapped and kicked him out. She left with nothing, Sarah left with hatred for us."

Mama sobbed, guilt pierced her heart.

Ervan looked back at Sarah's photo, staring in disbelief, as the fragments of her memory appeared.

Then, after the incident, Ervan returned to look for Sarah after three months had passed. That man, he intends to take responsibility.

The vehicle stopped in front of a house, which was quite simple.

Gts ... Gts ... Gts ...

A middle-aged woman, came out to greet him.

"Who's looking?"

"Sorry, mom. I'm looking for the owner of the house."

"Home owner!" The woman looked at Ervan. "Who?"

"I'm looking for Sarah."

"The woman is dead" he replied in an annoyed tone. "He killed himself in a truck."

"Ap .. what?" Ervan jerks. "Suicide, why?"

"Of course, because of shame. She's pregnant without a husband. Bringing shit all over the village."

Ervan was in shock, lightning as if striking above his head. His body suddenly lost balance. She's pregnant! God, what have I done. I killed my son, I killed them. Why don't you come looking for me. Why should I kill myself. Ervan's inner voice screamed regret and pierced her inner self.

"You, all right?" The woman was still watching Ervan, guessing inwardly.

"I'm fine, all right. If you can tell, where's the grave?"

"He was not buried here, but elsewhere. Here, there's only his brother's grave."

"Thank you, ma'am."

The woman nodded and then closed the door. Meanwhile, Ervan walked by the river, then remained silent in his vehicle.

It was then that guilt and regret began to be deeply ingrained and slowly rooted in his heart and mind. At that time, he had walked to the tomb of Sarah's brother, but his footsteps stopped in the middle of the road. He is not willing, face it.

Back to the present.

"Papa, I beg you. Find 'em! I don't want to lose them a second time."

"Van, Evan. Calm yourself! Papa promised to take them home."

The sound of the phone ringing, broke the grief between them.

"Say, did you find him?"

"He's not in this house. In fact, this house is still the same, when he moved to your place."

"Find him, Tirta!"

"I'll find him, you calm down!"

Ervan sat down on the floor weakly. Mama approached her son, sobbing with regret.

"I'm sorry, Mama, Van. If Mama hadn't kicked him out, he wouldn't have left. Please, forgive Mama."

Ervan continued to be silent, his body was like numbness, did not have the energy, even just answering the mother.

He rebuked without making a sound, the tears that flowed down, becoming a proof of his regret and stupidity all along.

"I'm sorry, Sarah! Sorry."

The words he used to say, when he had a bad dream. Now he says back.