Extraordinary Husband (The Awesome Husband)
Wrong and Right
🍀🍀🍀🍀 Warning!! The novel is coming to an end, just a few more chapters....🍀🍀🍀🍀
Some money went back into his account, the young man smiled. Somehow the purpose of someone suddenly came to release him from prison, giving him money regularly to avenge the deeds of those who humiliated him.
A new car is bought, after this, only two more targets. Two? Isn't all that's left of Agra? No, there's one more person. A person whose picture is not in the agenda book.
Missing, that was the last target, the person who accidentally heard all the conversations about the act of deviance of funds. The one who first reported it to his father, Leon. The grouchiest complainer, until Simon refuses to keep his picture in the agenda book...
Something Rangga does not know, the person he considers a younger brother is the target of the final murder...
***
A young man cried as he pleased, staring at his father's towed car in a shapeless state. No bodies were found, but Leon's blood DNA was on the steering wheel. A sign of the middle-aged man had hit him, when the accident occurred.
"Little chance of surviving, perhaps his body bounced to the bottom of a deeper abyss. We'll keep trying." that's what the search team said. Still tracing the whereabouts of Leon, at least the whereabouts of his corpse.
"Dad...!!" screams came out of Gilang's mouth, crying as he pleased. His life support disappeared, the only person to guide him as his role model.
The body was weakened to its knees, perhaps, so much was his mistake on Leon. Himself, only a kitten so spoiled, took refuge in the lion.
Rangga saw everything from behind Tomy. The cry of Gilang grew louder.
No, this is not what he wanted. Just wanted to release the pain in his heart. Reply to them one by one.
However, instead of disappearing, the pain grew more pronounced. The child who always played with him has now grown up, crying in pain from it. Because the father he loved the child was obliterated by a Kenzo despite using the hands of others.
His face tried to smile, but his fingers trembled. He wants to apologize to Gilang, but he cannot restore Leon's existence.
"The big master (Suki) wants to talk to you." Miko told Rangga.
Rangga began to step, away from Tomy's car. Approaching Suki's car then get into it.
"Happy!?" suki asked in a cold tone, the old man shed his tears. Lost his first child.
"Not yet, there is still less one life left." answered Rangga, reached into his sweater pocket drinking a can of soda he kept.
"I should have killed you, as soon as I was born!!" Suki snapped, unable to hold back her anger anymore.
Rangga laughed, shedding tears, "You're right, I should have died with my parents. I want to die after them. But seeing you happy, I won't let you..."
"Say... You didn't see it!? He loves you, but you..." Suki clasped the neck of the young man's clothes.
"I used to love you, but you." said Rangga flipping Suki's words, brushing the wrinkled hand off her clothes.
"Well, look at yourself first. Have you ever apologized to these orphans?" Rangga, start getting off Suki's car.
"Gilang's problem, he's my only family. So don't take his name as a shield to protect yourself." he continued, slamming the car door.
Suki was stunned silent, staring at Rangga's departure. Using Gilang's name as a shield, what was he doing now to avoid apologizing?
However, all his thoughts were dismissed with one sentence, 'It was Kenzo who had killed his first son,"
***
Meanwhile, Tomy clenched his forehead, down the lower side of the slightly sloping road. There was something strange, not a wheel trail, but the ground was like it had been stepped on. A few meters away from the accident site.
The leaves are green, showing a slight blackish-red color. "blood? She's not dead yet? But, why don't you show up.." he murmured.
***
Elsewhere, a middle-aged man let out a rough sigh. Rent a cheap room with cash in his wallet. One by one the wounds on his body were treated alone.
One thing Leon realized, the boy was too obedient and followed him. Not being able to choose exactly what is best for his life. Until she meets Keyla, the woman her son wants the most...
Begging to be with an unknown woman of her true appearance. As long as Leon allows and gets the blessing to marry Keyla, that would be the right way. Maybe that was how Gilang thought.
Leon's absence, something that might awaken him. How bitter is this world, without the protection of his father. The father's last path, training the intelligence of his son who is too dependent on him. Maybe, with life lessons can make the child more mature. To not ruin his life by marrying Keyla.
***
The sun begins to sink in the western horizon, showing rays of orange. The young man's face was pale, shedding his tears incessantly.
The apartment door began to enter, a dark room was seen there.
Tak...
Lamp switch pressed...
The room began to look brighter, Rangga walked into a room. Take a few grains of medicine, which are in the drawer, drinking several grains at a time. However, the pain and tightness did not go away.
Her tears flowed more, unable to be stopped by it. "I'm not human." he told himself.
The shadow of the face of the young man who was like his sister was still clearly visible. The desperate face of a spoiled child, a child who always depends and follows his father.
Rangga stared at his own fingers, "I made him cry by killing Leon..."
"Arrrgghh." he cried, blaming himself.
True, his personality disorder is now mastering it. Rangga's face is seen in the mirror, a beautiful face with scars on his forehead.
His eyes are red, though,
Fathering...Mother ... I'm not a dutiful kid, living eight years with the man who killed you... Even to avenge your pain, I cannot do it...
His fingers clenched, slowly walking towards the bathtub. Not even one of his clothes was taken off.
The thing he did? Putting his body and head in the water, hoping to gain some calm, at least punishing himself.
Air bubbles were all around his face. Her hair floats in water. Calm face, even though it is starting to run out of breath.
Huh.huh...
"Damn!! Aggrrh.." his curse hit the water confused with his own life purpose. Wrestling in revenge and guilt.
***
The night began, for the first time the young man drank alcohol. Something he avoided enough, twirling the glass containing a quarter Vodka, then drinking it.
His eyes were blank, sitting on the balcony of the apartment alone.
What's he supposed to do? Replying to the pain of his parents? The thing he could not do, was stare at Gilang's cries in regret...
Following both of his parents? Maybe that's the path that's the end goal. Not having friends, family, or people who hug him when injured.
Just letting the trauma and gaping wounds in his heart...
His hands were raised, holding a firearm. Directing right at the temple of his head, with a blank look...
Seriate
