Conviction of a Cruel Man (Design Wound)

In step sister

Ever since his decision that night, Reka has always shied away from his father. He who was quiet, became more closed off from both parents.

Tok to tok.

"Sister, can I come in?"

The sleeping design also moved from his favorite mattress, walking open the door that was always tightly closed. Let the mother come in and sit on the edge of the bed.

"Sister, what's wrong with you? Didn't you go out of the room all day?" ask the Goddess who does not know about her chat with her father.

"It's okay, Buk. Eka is just tired," he said briefly while lowering his gaze. He was always so afraid to look into the eyes of others including his own parents.

The goddess who saw Reka's gurgle took a long breath, as if she was squeezed by a large stone, so heavy and tight.

Since two years ago, the nature of the design changed drastically. He who is always cheerful becomes confined and limits his association with others. Except for the students. The design is so comfortable with his profession as a teacher that it does not interfere with the teaching process in front of the class. Strange indeed, he was only nervous when close to adults.

"Sister, Sunday tomorrow Riri's home. We'll celebrate his birthday together. Brother can take my Ibuk cake order at Bu Lina's house?" ask the Goddess who can only look at the top of the head of the eldest child's hair.

The design is still downcast while frowning his own fingers that feel stiff.

"Yes, Buk. Go there later" he answered briefly. She was actually afraid that her mother would ask about her deciding to be single for life. But, luckily, that didn't happen.

The goddess got out of bed. He again exhaled heavily, holding back the sad feelings that had been approaching for the past two years. Hope the cheerfulness again adorn the beautiful face of Reka. However, it seems to be in vain, because the more days the child is closing down.

What exactly are you, brother? I'm worried about seeing you like this all the time. Dewi sat down, stepped foot and closed back the door of the room.

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Saturday night.

Go home with a birthday cake box. He was so surprised to see the usual quiet house, now suddenly crowded with two luxury cars lined the yard.

With a strange feeling Reka entered the house. Brithday cake with a picture of Rianti's favorite Hello Kitty.

"Asaalamualaikum," he said greeting. All the guests looked at Reka then replied, "Waalaikumsalam." Some middle-aged women even widened smiles at him standing in the doorway.

"Sister, please make a drink for our guests," Pinta Dewi. The designer just nodded slowly then walked towards the kitchen.

"Why is our house so rame, Dek?" ask Reza who is sitting on a chair near the dining table.

Reza shook his head slowly while shrugging both of his shoulders. While the eyes are focused on the smartphone in hand.

"Old old?" ask Ruler again. He was very curious who came with a group and many shipments to his house.

"New, Brother. Before you come in."

Suddenly Reka remembered the chat with her father about matchmaking. At once he was suddenly afraid, his hands and feet trembled and cold sweat came out of his body.

Whatisthis? I hope this is not a proposal for me. But what if it is? What am I supposed to do? How should I refuse it? Oh my God .. What is this? How should I face it? If I refuse, they will hate my family.

"Big brother why?" ask Reza who is starting to be astonished.

The designer threw a bitter smile at Reza who had just looked at him with a strange look. Taking a deep breath and exhaling slowly, Reka tried to calm down and do as she was told, making warm tea and preparing snacks for the guests who came.

Reka slowly walked towards the living room, carrying a tray containing drinks and snacks.

Lha, it's Riri, why is he sitting there? Is this a proposal for him? Inner wonders. However, there was a smile on her thin lips. Suddenly he became relieved. Design drinks and snacks for all guests and choose to approach Shinta who is sitting alone in the corner.

"What is this, Shinta?" tanya Reka tried to ascertain the guess.

"Riri proposed, brother. In the room of a rich widower," Shinta said with a smile.

"Oh," he answered briefly, nodding his head.

The design was finally able to calm down, because the fear he felt before would not come true. However, there was little concern in his little heart for the younger brother who decided to marry young. Moreover, seeing the person who proposed it could be said to be quite old.

Suddenly Dewi got up from the sofa and was followed by Rianti.

"You're with Mom too, sister," said the Goddess.

The three of them sat face to face at the dining table. The atmosphere of horror suddenly burst forth, making Reka faintly scared towards her mother who looked glaring.

"Ri, answer honestly Ibuk's question! Are you pregnant?" serve the Goddess without further ado. There was clearly anger in his eyes.

The designer who heard the question for his sister became restless. She felt as if her mother had accused her and not Rianti.

"No, Ma. Riri swore, Riri did not do anything that was forbidden by religion" replied Rianti who sounded soft.

The design was still silent, listening to the questions after questions that Dewi presented to Rianti.

"Are you forced or do you owe him?" cecar Goddess.

The atmosphere was suddenly silent, only a sobbing sound came from Rianti.

"Can't you wait for a married designer?" the Goddess again.

Undeniably his heart ached to hear his teenage daughter married that young. Eighteen years is not the right time to build a household. The goddess rests her back on the back of the chair. I don't know how to handle this strange situation.

Designs who feel this is not a problem of course start to open their mouths. Couldn't bear to see her younger sister bowed sadly. Rianti has even decided something extreme enough to marry young. As for him, avoid the name of marriage.

"It's okay, Mom. Eka is willing if Riri gets married first. The soul mate we can not delay, let alone force," he assured the mother.

The goddess looked deeply at him then looked back at Rianti who was still looking down in fear. "Mom asked again, Ri. Do you really love her and want to marry her?" ask the Goddess again. His voice was a little quieter than before.

Rianti simply responded with a slow nod to the question. Finally, the discussion ended with three women in the Ady Gustiawan family. Dewi and Rianti again approached the guests who had been waiting. Meanwhile, Reka, return to the room to rest her body and mind.

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