Changing Destiny: The Goddess

Chapter 64. Past Times

The online taxi driven by Gilang stopped right at a house on the outskirts of town. A simple house that looks not so cared for by the owner. Wall paint polish has begun to fade and more display the color of the white layer only.

After meeting with the relationship, Gilang chose to go to this place by himself. While the car that he had previously brought, was used by his brother to pick up the Goddess. And in the end, with the help of this online taxi, the body of the man could arrive at this house.

Slowly, a pair of feet wrapped in black pantofel shoes, arrived on the terrace of this building. Quiet, very quiet. Like uninhabited. But Gilang did not give up, he still tried to meet with the owner of this house. What is the relationship with my mom.

Crossed hands outstretched to turn the door knob. It was very unexpected that this door was unlocked, making it easy for him to enter the inner area of this house. His legs moved slowly to explore every corner of the room.

Gilang's footsteps stopped when he arrived in the kitchen. From where he stood, there was a middle-aged man who was brewing tea in a small teapot, and then he poured it into a cup. The sip of hot tea was slow and from the look of the man's face seemed to enjoy this hot tea dish.

Who exactly is this guy? Why do mama come to this man at night like the other day. And what kind of relationship mom had with this guy.

He was busy monologuing in his heart. To the extent that he did not realize if the owner of the house began to realize his presence. The middle-aged man's eyes narrowed slightly to recognize who was looking at his house without this excuse.

"Who are you? Why did you get into my house? Are you a neighbor who lives around my house? But why haven't I seen you before?"

Gilang's body was slightly aghast as his eye bead collided with the middle-aged man's eye bead. He could only smile clumsily, feeling unwell.

"Pardon me if I go in without your permission, sir. The atmosphere of this house is so quiet, I guess uninhabited."

The middle-aged man only responded casually to Gilang's remark. Because it is common for people especially the neighbors in and out of his house usually to wait for food or groceries. Therefore, the door was never locked at all.

He walked towards Gilang and invited Gilang to sit on a wooden bench that looked so old. "Sit down!"

At a glance, Gilang stared at this wooden bench. He slightly shuddered in horror, imagining if one of the legs of the chair was broken because he could not bear the weight of this body.

"Not to be afraid, the chair is still strong. So sit!"

Although a little anxious, but Gilang according to. He put his ass on this wooden chair. While the middle-aged man also landed his buttocks on a small cot in front of the kitchen.

"So, who are you really? And what need did you come here for?"

Indeed Gilang felt hesitant to come to meet this man, but he was really made curious about the relationship that occurred between the mother and this man.

"I'm sorry if I sassy Sir to ask this, sir. But last night I saw my mom come to my dad's house. If you may know what is the relationship between my father and my mother?"

This man's forehead is crinkled deep. Trying to remember anyone who went to his house last night. "Who's your mother's name? Because last night there were some people who came here."

"Wenda Sir, Wenda Puspita my mama's name!"

The man's body was shocked for a moment when he heard the name Wenda was mentioned by this young man. Suddenly the look on his face turned into a heart beat. Forcing clear dots to gather at the corners of his eyes. Cold sweat starts to come out of the pores.

"You're Wenda's son?"

Glad nodded his head. "True sir, I'm Mama Wenda's son. Then, whose father is this? Why did my mom come here at night?"

Slowly, those tear points fell down on the cheeks. The man's gaze was a little glaring, reminiscing about the events that took place twenty-four years ago. An event that forces him to let go of the woman he loves just for the sake of an ambition.

The man's tears grew as he stared fixedly at the figure of the young man before him. The handsome and dashing young man he longed for. For the sake of an ambition of the wife, make her life tormented like this. Tortured for having to part with his biological son who was even still in the womb of the wife.

"If I tell you that I'm your real father, do you trust him?"

Gilang. Both of his eyes were perfectly rounded and his lips were gaping wide. The words of this middle-aged man really could not understand him at all.

"What's? You're my real father? How come?"

The middle-aged man's eyes glared back. Indeed, he wanted to bury deeply into those painful memories, but he felt that the young man in front of him deserved to know the true story. As if dissolved in past memories, the man began to roll back memories that had happened.

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Flashback..

Twenty-six years ago...

The sound of ambulance sirens was heard filling the streets of the capital. The speed of the vehicle is so fast, as to confirm that at this time, the typical vehicle of the hospital was carrying a patient who was struggling with death.

"Darling ... please hold on. Don't leave me and Arga, honey. We still need you!"

Inside the ambulance, a man was crying and clutching the fingers of a woman lying on a gurney. The woman's body was drenched in blood, having just had a terrible accident on the edge of town. His face turned even more pale as if there was no flow of blood flowing through it. Although the woman's face looked pale, she was still in a conscious position.

"Right is what Wira said, As. Hang in. You must survive, Aster!"

"Mas Wira .. I want to survive, but it seems my body no longer has the strength. I'm picking Arga ya Mas. Please raise her lovingly. Educate him to be a great man like you."

The wiraguna shook his head. "Dear no, you can't say that. You have to survive, baby, you have to live for me and for Arga. I'm not ready to lose you, honey."

The beautiful woman named Aster smiled faintly. "Mas, if I go, marry this friend of mine. I think Wenda can replace me to raise Arga."

Both of the Giraguna's eyeballs were wide. She could not imagine how she could marry Wenda, who was reportedly just a few months divorced from her husband.

Unlike the Wiraguna, in Wenda's heart he cheered happily. It turns out that her best friend wanted her to replace her position as the mistress of Wiraguna. She is very happy because her ambition to be the wife of a rich man will soon be realized. However, right now he had to act to put on a sad face.

"Darling, I don't want to. You must live, darling. You have to hold on. Arga will only be cared for and raised by you, not by anyone else."

"Rightly what was said by Mas Wira, As. You have to survive, you have to stay alive" Wenda said by showing tears of culture.

Aster shook his head slowly. "I beg you to marry wira, Wen. You're the best friend I have. I believe that you can take good care of my son..."

Aster's breath is getting worse. The woman was getting more trouble breathing. The nurse who was near the gurney also seemed very anxious.

"Darling ... Honey ... please hold on, dear. Don't close your eyes. Keep your eyelids open!"

Wiraguna's heart grew increasingly chaotic as the wife's eyelids slowly began to close. And before long, his wife's pulse and breathing stopped, as a sign that he had left.

"I'm sorry sir .. Your wife can't be saved."

"Asteerrrrrr!!!!"

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"Where are you Wen? Why are you packing your things?"

Rajasa, the man who was none other than the husband of Wenda was so astonished when he saw his wife put her clothes in a large bag. The woman seemed to want to leave for a long time.

Wenda stopped his activities. He turned around and stared fixedly at Rajasa's face. "I'm going to get out of here. I'm getting married to Wiraguna."

Rajasa. "What's? Are you going to marry Wiraguna? How could you marry Wiraguna Wen? You are still my wife. And now you're pregnant with a two-week-old fetus that's my flesh blood."

Wenda smiled cynically. This difficult life with her husband really only makes it like living in hell. "Fuck all that. All they know is that I've been divorced from you for a long time. Therefore, divorce me right now, Ja. I'm getting married to Wiraguna!"

Rajasa shook his head. "No Wen, I don't want to."

Not wanting to argue with Rajasa, Wenda started swinging her legs to hasten out of this house. "Whatever you say Ja. For sure from now on, never appear in my life. If you ever show up in my life, I'll make sure I kill this fetus. Keep it all right!"

Flashback Off

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