
POV Author
"Bang, what's wrong? why panic?" mama Nur asked her husband. They're still at the police station taking care of their burning plantation.
His Majesty got up from his seat, staring at his dumb wife in his chair.
"We have to go home, there's a male guest looking for Dew and now, that guy is chatting with Mom." Said His Majesty unsettled. He just got a call from his men. His Majesty then walked away from the police station, whose movements were followed by his wife.
While Tara and Dewun are on their way to Dewun's house. Both of them were silent, only the sound of Batak Toba music that sounded heartbreaking to Dewun. Because the song that is being played, is an outpouring of Dew's heart at this time.
Sai Horas Ma Ho Tu Si Boru Lomomi. That's the title of the Batak Toba song that again went viral when it was igni. Either on Tiktok or on YouTube.
Tara did not dare to ask, why the Dew was still crying. It was on Simago-mago Hill. He's agreed, to talk to his extended family.
"Grand doesn't have to be so sad. Arriving at home. Here we talk back. Coincidentally today Ompung Boru is also in your house." Tara said flatly, trying to calm the seemingly unsettled Dew. Even though his heart hurts saying that. Because He loves Dew and wants to have it.
Dew glanced at Tara, wiping her tears by grabbing the tissue near her right seat. Pay close attention to Tara who is still focused on driving.
"Thank you, I'm sure too. My brother did not want this marriage. The brother was a well-established man, perfect. Of course, you will find a companion that is similar. Not a woman like me. College children and from ordinary families. Plus, we're enemies. Wherever possible, we're married." Dew said seriously, trying to guess Tara's thoughts.
He humbled himself. Because she is not yet a successful woman. Plus, the Tara family's wealth is very far above the Dewun family. Tara's father, who is a successful businessman, has large sugar cane plantations and sugar factories in several major cities in Indonesia, even abroad.
While the Dewun family, only have a Salak plantation.
Tara just smiled cynically in response to the chattering of Dew, who had now turned her head towards her.
"It turns out your brain is still good at thinking, quickly synchronized. I only appreciate our extended family, so accept this matchmaking. If Adek objected. That was very nice. So, you have a friend to refuse." Tara flat. Take a deep breath. Trying to calm his aching heart said that. He was hiding his feelings.
He loved Dew too much, so He would only follow Dew's will. Dew is like a flower that will not be picked, if it will hurt the woman. Because he knew the fact that the woman still hated him.
The sad face of the Dew has now turned cheerful. It turns out that the Pariwan, can be invited to compromise.
"Because Abang has granted your request by canceling this matchmaking. In return, you must forgive your brother. If it used to be, you're wrong." Tara glanced at the Dew that seemed to object to her request.
"Where? can't you forget that?" Tara noticed the look on Dew's face that was back cloudy. Looks like this is not the right moment to discuss her trauma.
Tara was again focused on driving, because the Dew did not respond to it, just a few meters away. They'll reach the Dew house.
Right in front of the gate of her house Dewun, Tara's phone in her pants pocket vibrated. Tara did not reach the phone out of her pants pocket. Because they are already in front of the gate, want to enter the yard of the Dewun house. Until after the car is parked, right next to the foreign car. Tara reached into her phone that never stopped vibrating.
While Dew noticed with the attached car parked next to the car he was riding now.
Looking at the familiar car, it made his heart beat fast. His heart was busy guessing, as well as happy and anxious. He rushes down from Tara's car impatiently. While Tara picked up the phone that turned out from her Bone that was Father Dewun Pak Baginda.
"Walaikumsalam, yes bones." Answer with no concentration. Looking at the Dew that ran towards the terrace of the house with an expression like it could be a lump of gold.
"Don't bring the Dew home. You take him to your house." The voice of the Lord was not calm. Kening Tara sneered. Because astonished by the command of his bones.
"What's? yeah never mind. Close the bones first. Ezra...!" his voice sounded frustrated. Tara shook her head. Because of his strange bone behavior.
When walking into the house, the two beads of Tara immediately moved quickly to see the unusual scenery before her.
He saw the Dew and heard clearly. The sound of the Dew calling someone's name and right then and there, the Dew fell into the arms of a man standing near the guest chair, on the porch of the house.
"Mas Ardhi----!" Tara's heart ached, hearing the sound of Dew stuffing in the man's arms, which Tara believed was the lover of Dewun.
Tara was dumbfounded, silently watching the scene full of passion that was done by Dewun, while holding Mas Ardhinya. It feels like Tara is now crashing into the abyss below which there is a big wave ready to roll it, bringing it to drown. Yes drowning with a dream that will disappear in front of the eyes.
Honestly his heart ached to see the spectacle before him. But he must be able to be calm. Because he also told Dewun. If he doesn't want this marriage. So obviously, Embu won't think about her feelings right now.
How heartbroken Tara was, seeing Dew vent her longing for her lover. But he tried to face it.
"Mas Ardhi, I'm so sure. You must have come. My-my, my A-my,!" The dew was still sobbing in Ardhi's arms trying to calm the Dew. He gently rubbed the back of the Dew.
At that moment Ardhi was also interested, seeing footsteps approaching them. Ardhi looked up, so he sat down with Tara, who displayed a face of losing the battle before the battle. Looks very frustrating.
Tara was a little surprised to see the man who was hugging the Dew. The man, very similar to his business relationship who zoomed in on him last afternoon. Let alone Tara's eyes, glancing at the hat lying on the table. The hat was exactly the same as the hat worn, his business partner named Ardhi too.
Ardhi who saw the figure of Tara in his face was quite surprised. But he doesn't care much about it. Right now what made him curious was the state of his lover's Dew.
"Dear, don't cry anymore. It's already here." Ardhi was still trying to calm the Dew that hugged him tightly. Dew spills all the sadness he felt in this one week. His father's attitude was too excessive. Makes her want to rebel.
"Yes Mas," Dew was still sobbing. "Bring me from here. Let's get out of here now." Dew is still sobbing. He no longer cared about the people around him who paid attention to him. They are Tara and Ompung Boru, who dwell in the doorway. His hand held an invitation trembling. See the spectacle presented Paoppunya (his grandson) it.
Last time Ardhi visited the house of Dewun. The supple and polite Ardhi, was immediately familiar with the Woe of Dewun. So the conversation halted. At the time of Dew's Ombun, wanted to show an invitation to Ardhi. Although at that time Ompung did not say that the invitation was a wedding invitation Dewun.
The two beads of his rabu Ompung Dew have now been glazed. Expecting the negative, will the behavior of his grandson who hugged in front of him and Tara.
"Yes, we're going." Ardhi is still stroking the back of the Dew. He also broke his embrace. Staring at the Dew with love. Moisturize the tears with his fingers.
Seeing Ardhi's treatment of Dewun. Tara could only cry in her heart. He lost, game over. His girlfriend Dewun, Ardhi, loved him so much. Tara is getting more pessimistic.
"Yes Mas. Take me from this hell." The dew hugged Ardhi tightly. He really is like a possessed man. Not caring about the people around him. Most important to him at this time, shedding all yearnings and sorrows to his kind and understanding lover.
What a scene played by Dewun has made three human emotions. And the level of emotion of the three humans is different.
The three humans are Tara, Ompung Boru and Pak Baginda who have arrived at the yard. Staring at Dewun and Ardhi was full of anger. Surely the highest emotion is His Majesty. He did not accept his daughter being hugged in front of him.
The door.... The sound of an air rifle rang out strongly in the atmosphere covered in pitch-black clouds. Looks like it's gonna rain a thunderstorm.
"WIND---!" His Majesty shouted full of emotion, walking quickly towards the Dew. His hand was holding an air rifle.