Cidro (Between Love And Wounds)

Chapter 35

Pak Hamzah and Bu Aminah looked disappointed when they saw what Citra and Tegar did. The two old men could not keep their disappointment anymore. They expressed their disappointment in Tegar and Citra.

Tegar mengatakan jika dirinya mencintai Citra. Tapi kedua orang tua angkatnya tak merestuinya. Mereka menentang hubungan Tegar dan Citra.

Tegar had debated to be allowed along with Citra. Mr. Hamzah gave the conditions that must be met by Tegar if you still want to be with Citra.

"Whatever the conditions I will meet as long as I can be with Citra," said Tegar with a firm tone.

Mr. Hamzah looked into the eyes of a stern stick. The man looked for a doubt in the glare of Hardcore's eyes. But what he got was precisely the eyes full of confidence.

"alright. From now on live separately. Never contact each other" said Mr Hamzah.

"I mean Father?" ask Citra not understand.

Mr. Hamzah looked closely at his adopted daughter. Then the man said, "stay with your biological parents."

The image widened his eyes in disbelief. Then he shook his head. Tears that had receded, now dripped back.

"No Sir. The image does not. Let Citra stay here with you" Citra said.

Now he turns to his mother. He tried to persuade the mother to remain allowed to stay with them.

"Mom please say the same to me. Please don't be like this. Imagery will follow what you want. But please don't throw out the image. Image please, Mom." Citra said full of plea to the mother. But Ms. Aminah remained unmoved. The woman ignored Citra's plea.

"Partra please. Do not remove the image. Citra please. Let Citra stay with you" Citra said. Her tears grew louder as she said the full sentence of the request.

Aminah turned her face away. The woman was powerless to see the image she maintained since childhood had to be driven from home to fulfill one's wishes.

"Partner, to be honest. We object if you stay here. You already know and have met your real father. So from now on, stay with your biological parents" said Mr. Hamzah.

The image grew increasingly troubled to hear that. He felt it was very hard to leave the house that had been in his place for 16 years.

Tegar is eager to replace the position of Citra. But he could do nothing as a pair of eyes stared at him and prevented his steps.

Finally Citra came out of the house. He left the house feeling smashed to pieces. Her tears kept dripping down even until Pak Bayu came to pick her up.

"Have you eaten, son?" ask Mr. Bayu on Citra.

The image just shook its head. He was not interested in answering his father's question. Even to breathe, he was no longer interested.

"We stopped by to buy some food first, baby." This time, Mirna spoke.

The image just fell silent. He didn't respond to Ms. Mirna's words. His heart still hurt considering the incident. He also did not expect, people who had been considered good actually threw themselves away like this.

The car continued to drive until it entered an elite housing complex. The car continued to drive and stopped in front of a luxurious house.

Mr. Komar, Mr. Bayu's private driver honks once. A man dressed as a security guard opened the gate.

Meanwhile, after Citra. Aminah continued to cry. The woman felt very guilty for not being able to keep the trust of her late sister. He can't keep his image well.

"Had you. No need to be more," said Wiwit.

Madam Aminah looked up at the girl. The girl he used to know as a gentle person now turned into a cruel and also cunning girl.

"Cuman left that way was already crying," he said again.

"Our satisfaction now? Huh! Satisfied you," said Bu Aminah.

"Partner has been banished from here. He's gone from here. Now what else do you want?" strangely the middle-aged woman.

Wiwit looked at the mother with a hateful look.

"I was never satisfied until I saw him suffer. I always gave up on him. But he doesn't know himself. He took the attention and heart of Mas Tegar from me" Wiwit replied.

The person who heard his name was called immediately turned his head. He did not expect that he was the cause of Wiwit's recent change in attitude.

"I love the same Mas Tegar. Every day I try to give attention to Mas Tegar. Butwhat? Mas Tegar precisely love same girl s***n it," cried Wiwit.

"You guys too. You as my foster parents never loved me. You always put together the image. You guys always boast of the image. Even when I have a problem with Rayhan, you're still careless" he continued.

"That's not true, son. We love all of you. We love you. Equally Rigid even though you were born not from the womb of Mother," said Bu Aminah.

Wiwit smiled cynically at the words of his adoptive mother. His heart has hardened now. It was because of the envy and envy that had been flourishing in his heart.

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The night is getting late. The atmosphere was getting quieter. But the eyes of Citra can not be closed. His eyes were still open even though he was trying to close his eyes.

Image got off his bed. He walked to his bedroom window. He looked out with a blank look. Suddenly, Arga's words swept his eardrum again.

"Don't be afraid. I will always be there for you."

The image closed his eyes. His chest rippled as he recalled Arga's words. The image tried to shake off all the feelings in his heart. He took a deep breath and opened his eyes. Just then his phone rang. A name was on her phone screen.

"Assalamu'alaikum Mas Tian" Citra said.

"Wa'alaikumsalam's chat. Are you sleeping?" tian Sahut. A faint smile adorned his face. Especially when he heard Citra calling him Mas.

"Yet. I can't sleep yet" Citra replied.

"Why? Your leg still hurts?" tanya Tian was worried.

"No. My feet are better. By the way, thanks, ma'am."

"Thank you for what?"

"Thank you for helping me out earlier. I want to do my feet too" Citra replied timidly.

Tian smiled hearing that. His heart flowered when he heard the sound of Citra that was not jutek and ketus again.

"Yes alike. Tomorrow I'll pick you up" Tian said.

The image fell silent at Tian's speech. She's worried. Will he speak the truth or not? If you're honest, Citra still doesn't trust Tian too much. His heart still hesitated at Tian's sincerity.

"Partner," called Tian as his ears did not hear the voice of Image.

"I-iya Mas's. Why?" sahut Image's.

"You're still there, right? You haven't slept, have you?" tian.

"I'm. I haven't slept. Why Mas?"

Tian breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the voice of Citra again.

"Alhamdulillah. I thought you were sleeping" Tian said.

The image smiled faintly hearing Tian's words. "Yet. I haven't slept yet. Why Mas?"

"No. I'll just pick you up tomorrow. We go to school together. How's it?"

The image is still silent. He did not answer Tian's question.

"Em.. i... I...."

"You haven't slept, honey?"