
"Kok Mama's position is somewhere else? Even this is past the hospital road" Shaka murmured looking at the device in his hand. Without a second thought the man got up from his seat and jumped into the car to chase where his parents were going. So in a hurry he did not permit Nimas.
Shaka went down the road that his mother and father had walked. Her mother's lies make Shaka feel more and more right. He had thought about what he would do if it was proven that his mother was wrong.
***
"Our business is done here" said Mr. Malik again stressing that the affairs of his wife and the man ended at this meeting.
Feeling that he had enough of what he could get, the man naturally agreed unconditionally. He has gained more from his expeditions.
After the affair was over, Ms. Marissa could the man still sit on the spot with a bright smile.
Outside the building. At the same time as Bu Marissa and Mr. Malik went, Shaka arrived at the location. They are equally unaware of each other's arrival and departure.
Shaka came down in doubt, looking around with no one, no vehicles or people around. Shaka will try to get inside that building. He did it just to follow his heart, maybe there was someone there, he thought.
Shaka had only walked a few steps, but his steps were stopped because he passed the man he had beaten a few days ago at the hotel. Both of his eyeballs then accidentally the suitcase in his hand.
The man looked around, a second later he was trying to escape from before Shaka. Fortunately Shaka's reflexes were good, he quickly blocked the man's path by grabbing his leg, so the man fell into the bushes. His suitcase slipped out of his hand.
Shaka quickly grabbed the suitcase and opened it. His eyes widened as he looked at the contents of the suitcase filled with sheets of money. He closed it back and looked at the man, he was already back standing straight in front of him.
"Where did you get this money?"
"It's none of your business! This isn't your money. Why are you fighting it? Quickly return! I sacrificed a lot to get that money."
"Tell me first, where did you get it. I'll just give you."
"There's a fee for every piece of information that comes out of my mouth."
"I'll give you double this." Shaka holds a suitcase in his hand.
The man looked more sparkling, he looked like he was imagining the money that would surround him later. The money in the suitcase alone was already worth hundreds of millions, and now there were people who would give him twice as much as he had now. He was imagining being able to spend that much money.
In the midst of waiting for the man to fantasize, Shaka prepares his phone to record. Without being told anything, Shaka also knew who had given this man money. He already thought that his mother gave this for the money shut up.
And if it is connected to what Nimas told him. Everything seems to be connected and interrelated. His disappointment with his mother is back. The disappointment that his mother supported him gave was dry enough as time went on now back in the wide open because of the same thing.
"I got it from your mother. He has to compensate for what happened to me, right? These wounds you've given me are paid. To sleep with your wife I also get paid." The man replied as if he had no sin and was guilty, regardless of what the man's heart was made of.
"You fucked my wife?"
The man shook his head. "I'm just looking after him. I didn't touch her at all, I just slept next to her when I got the information that you were on your way to the hotel. I think I have enough information. If you want to add more information, you can increase the money to three times the money you bring."
"Enjoy your money and thank you for your cooperation."
The man receives a check proffered by Shaka. His smile instantly opened wide, he fanned the long paper proudly.
"The rich are free, a waste of money just for information as accurate and useless," the man murmured as if to insinuate Shaka.
"You've never felt in love? You've never felt like loving someone? If you feel it then nothing will matter anymore. This money is worth nothing compared to the information I got, probably useless to others, useless to you as well. But to me this information is so expensive, I think you're old enough to understand what love is, so I never explain."
Shaka left from there with a sudden fury slipping into him. Slowly but surely, the anger was completely gathered perfectly in his heart and mind. Disappointment in his mother can no longer be accommodated. The trust that had once lay in his heart was completely gone. He never finished thinking and would never be able to think how his mother's mind went. To vent the stifled emotions Saka drove her car at full speed. The trip he had taken in more than fifteen minutes, now less than that time, he had parked his car in the yard.
"MAMA!" For the second time Shaka shouted on the porch calling for his mother. The first was when he found out his mother sent a picture of him and Raisa who were in the hospital and the second was today. If the first one he can still apologize, but for this time there is no more sorry.
The one called one person, but the one who came to the living room was three people. Mother, Father and wife, flocked to Shaka because they heard the man's screams echoing all over the corner of the house.
"You are nothing Shaka! You think in the woods can scream like that. The more here your manners the less there are," said Mr. Malik.
"Courtesy manners? Don't talk about manners in front of me! Don't teach your son if your wife hasn't taught you."
Everyone who heard Shaka's words were completely shocked, including !Nimas who showed a gawking expression. Shaka's face is now much scarier than when he was in the hotel.
"Don't talk yet! Let this tape do the talking" Shaka said, raising his hand as his father opened his mouth.
The sound of the recording was heard. Ms. Marissa when she showed a panicked face. The man had spoken when the recording was finished, but had not yet opened his mouth, Shaka had already preceded him.
"No one and any sentence can deny this tape. It's been so outrageous, how many times you've tried to ruin my household, but I'm silent and forgiving. I was disappointed, but I was quiet, I was angry, but I tried to hold it in. But Mama didn't understand my silence. From this second onwards I will no longer step on this house. No matter how you try to stop me, you can never change my intentions. Come on Nimas, let's get out of here. We don't deserve to be here, our presence is not welcome." Shaka dragged his wife upstairs to pack things.
Nikas outstripped shock. He could not say anything, rather did not dare to say anything because Shaka looked even more wrathful than before. Shaka was silent without a word. He quickly packed his clothes and his wife.
"Mas." Only that word came out of his mouth. That was also very subtle.
"Don't stop me. I've been pushing you out of here a long time, right? I'm staying here because of you Nimas. And now I'm not going to recite your words, if you ask me to stay here, I'm sorry I'll never grant you that one."
Finished with packing his things, Shaka returns his wife to get off. Both of his parents are still stuck in place. Shaka passed them just like that without any reprimand, not even glancing at him.
"Dare you take one step off your foot on the doorstep, Papa will delete your name on our surname list. Papa's gonna assume he never had any kids besides Bryan."
The deg!
The steps of the couple immediately stopped.