Cursed Night

CHAPTER (38): Meeting With Ex

"Aryan."

Tere who had been watching the surrounding immediately silently stared at the name, but the name was the market but whether he felt that Arya who was called Xerion was the same person as the man in his past.

"Xerion, I want to go to the bathroom first" said Tere trying his hardest to release Xerion's hand grip on his arm. Tere did not want to look ahead, because he was afraid that what he thought was reality.

"Later on, oh, Arya, meet Tere, my best friend. He's an acute singles, and you're an acute widower, you're a great fit."

"Xerion release!" tere said in a resolute and indisputable tone, while Xerion stared at the confused Tere who he thought was exaggerating. But Xerion kept releasing his grip on Tere's arm.

"It seems you really like running from Tere Queenera's past. Twelve years isn't enough for you to prepare for our first meeting after so long without seeing."

"Silent Arya Panggalila, shut your mouth," said Tere did not accept Arya's words as if dismissive, but he still did not want to look.

"You know each other?" xerion asked, looking at Arya and Tere alternately, he did not know when his coworkers and best friends met.

"Xerion, can you leave me and my ex alone?"

Xerion who saw Tere did not mind Arya's request also resigned from Arya and Tere.

"Wow, now we meet again the great doctor...

Arya smiled slantedly when she saw Tere's fist, Arya walked in front of Tere so that the two could look at each other.

Arya is wrong if she feels she has lost the feeling she has in her heart for the mother of Arsa, her daughter. In fact, he still felt the pounding of his crazy heart and the voice of his little heart that wanted to hug Tere.

Arya admitted Tere changed a lot, Tere who she knew was only a teenager to adulthood who did not care about the clothes worn or makeup, Tere, but Tere who stood before her was a mature woman with classy clothes and natural makeup that created an elegant impression.

Not much has changed from an Aryan for twelve years because Tere knows Arya is a hard-to-change archetype. The Arya that was and now remains the same, that is, the handsome and authoritative Arya.

"I've seen news of the success of 30-year-old Tere Queenera, the great doctor who saved the life of a baby whose heart had stopped beating in a Singapore hospital, or about your struggle and kindness for the future successor of this country, you are adored by everyone for your kindness. But they're stupid for adoring you, in fact you're just a failed mother!"

"You don't deserve to talk about me Arya! You and I are strangers" Tere said with emphasis, hoping Arya would stop talking but he was wrong because Arya continued.

"You don't want to know your son? How's face? Where is he school? What is his favorite food? What hobby? Or at its most basic what is his name and is he female or male?"

Arya almost floated her hand on Tere's thin cheek if only she didn't see Tere's teary eyes, and tears were dripping in slowly.

"Slap me, twelve years passed. Arya who used to not yell at me or say rude things to me, now turned into Arya who was ready to kill me whenever she wanted. You've changed a lot Arya Panggalila."

Arya rubs her face rough as she is about to caliph, twelve years go by Arya forgets that facing a Tere Queenera does not require muscles but brains and a mouthful of dower.

"And you've never changed Tere, you're still the same as Tere was twelve years ago. Tere is selfish, rude, vindictive, and stupid!"

"You?!"

Tere was really upset to face this man in front of him, ten years older than him but according to Tere, Arya's behavior was like a child. Just now Tere was about to reply to Arya's words but stopped when another voice behind Arya interrupted her speech.

"Dad."

Tere's heart almost stopped beating for a few seconds, upon hearing the soft and delicate voice he believed was calling Arya. Tere immediately wanted to run from his place, but Arya blocked his hand and stared flatly at him. Tere tried to rebel, and asked to be released by Arya because she was not ready to face a situation like this.

"Arya freelance, please. I can't."

"I think twelve years is enough for you to prepare to meet our son."

"He's your son, not mine."

"Dad, Arsa was looking for me... AUNTIE?!"

"Fucking kid?!"

Tere looked at Arya and the girl he met at the airport this morning alternately, as well as Arsa who looked at Arya and Tere alternately and then the gaze of the two met and exuded an aura of true hostility. Seeing Arya being off guard, Tere immediately threw Arya's hand violently and ran away from her past.

Forever, Tere will continue to run away from his past if necessary he wants to bury his past so that it is not seen again in front of his eyes.

Tangerang, December 20, 2019