Fugitive Woman

The Past of Darian

Darian Chatra Wijaya has always been known as the sole heir to the Bara Kahuripan business empire. His figure was cold and cruel. His thinking is tactical and practical. In one look, anyone would see Darian as a heartless human being. But who would have thought that there was such a big secret behind his identity?

That night, the night Kalila and Darian spent it romantically, Darian opened his mouth and told him all about his past.

"You want to know about my family?" Darian asked once more to Kalila who was still leaning against his chest.

Kalila nodded slowly.

"If you don't mind telling me." Answer Kalila carefully.

Darian laughed softly. His chest felt trembling because of the laughter.

"Where should I start? Maybe from my parents?" Darian murmured more to himself.

"Both of my parents are dead, Kalila. They died in a car accident while they were going to see my first wife, Kinanti." Call Darian again.

Kalila listened to Darian's words intently. Really, the one thing Kalila wanted to know when she got a second chance to come back to life was the reason Darian trapped her in the past. And why would Darian kill his own parents just to get rid of Kinanti?

"But I have to tell you the truth, Kalila. My parents are not actually my real parents. They adopted me and raised me like their own son because their son died in an accident." Added Darian.

Kalila. This was the first fact he heard. Kalila lifted her body and sat down facing Darian who started to tell more and more stories.

"Who are your real parents?" Kalila asked in shock.

"Actually I'm my father's little brother's son. My real father is my father's sister. Maybe you're confused why I ended up being raised by them? My real parents killed themselves because of their bankrupt business, Kalila." Add Darian again.

"And as a good uncle, of course my father's brother took me and raised him as his own son. What I don't know is that it turns out I'm just a replacement for his son who died in an accident." Darian. His voice shrank as if it was the deepest wound in his heart.

"What do you mean replacement? And how do you know everything, Ian?" Ask Kalila again. He is more curious about the other side of Darian who has never even been shown to anyone.

"First, my mom and dad had a kid that I remember was seven years older than me. The boy died from drifting in the river while he was taking field trips from his school. Maybe my two foster parents really couldn't let go so they decided to take this orphaned niece in as her replacement." Clearly Darian while smiling bitterly.

Kalila looked at Darian as if in disbelief. In his heart, he was sure that his two in-laws could not be that cruel. Her in-laws she knew were very kind, gentle, and considerate. It was unlikely that people as good as them would treat a child like that.

"Why can you think like that, Ian? You may have misunderstood everything." Kalila responded.

Darian laughing.

"Because they named me after the dead boy."

Kalila. It all seemed so shocking to him that he really did not know what to believe anymore.

"I found out when I was 17. At that time I was looking for Papa because I wanted to buy something that I do not remember what. And I went into his study. But Papa wasn't there. I thought maybe I should just wait for Papa there and I did. And you know what I found there, honey?" Darian said while looking at Kalila seriously.

"What?" Kalila asked confused.

"A box contains a photo of a boy and some objects that appear to belong to him. And I found a passport with a picture of the boy in it. Can you guess what the name of the child is?" Darian.

Kalila looked at Darian as if asking for an answer to that question. Darian paused for a moment before continuing his words.

"Chatra Wijaya Dance. Just like my name."

Kalila. He looked at Darian with mixed feelings. Should he feel sorry for his enemy? Or should Kalila continue her revenge because after all her life was ruined because of this man? Really Kalila was very upset and confused to go where.

I still need to dig up more information on this.

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Kalila kissed Darian's lips slowly. He wanted to wake his girlfriend from her sleep that looked so sound. Today Darian will take Kalila to Alsace. Kalila herself had never heard of this place called Alsace, but Darian promised that she would be happy to visit him.

Darian smiled as her morning was greeted with the most pleasant thing for her. Especially if not spoiled by Kalila, her lover. Darian wrapped his arm around Kalila's body. Clutching the girl steady on top of her strong body.

"Let's get up, honey." Whisper Kalila again with a spoiled voice.

"My palace is not full. Your kiss was too short to get me back excited, honey." Darian Canda.

Kalila then kissed Darian's lips gently and long. The man replied to her with just as warm. Kalila then released the link of their lips and looked at Darian with sparkling eyes.

"Hows it? Your battery's full?" Ask Kalila again.

Darian pretended to think of something.

"It appears to have just filled 80 percent. Let's do it one more time, honey." Goda Darian prank.

Kalila became resentful and left Darian who laughed out loud because her lover sulked.

"Kalila, come on, honey. One more time so I have enough energy to wake up!" Canda Darian to Kalila who has entered the bathroom.

"Just kiss your pillow!" Kalila cried from the bathroom.

They spent the day traveling around Alsace on a bicycle. Alsace is a beautiful city. The houses and the scenery there make the place like out of a fairyland. And indeed Kalila never ceases to be amazed by the beauty that spoils her eyes.

"You've never been to Alsace, honey?" Darian asked while watching Kalila who looked so adorable.

Kalila smiled wily.

"No, Ian. I look like a hut, don't I?" Kalila said slowly.

Darian shakes. He then pinched Kalila's cheek with anxiety.

"No. You're so adorable." Reply Darian with a laugh.

Darian then saw a street painter who was displaying his abilities there. Darian thought maybe this could be a sweet memento for both of them. Hand painting with a beautiful Alsace background.

"You want to get painted, honey?" Take Darian enthusiastically.

Even without waiting for an answer from Kalila, Darian had already brought his lover before the old painter.

"Hey, could we get painted by you perhaps?" Tanya Darian was excited

(Hey, can you paint us?)

The old man nodded and asked Darian and Kalila to pose in front of a very beautiful old building. An hour later, the painting was finished. Kalila enthusiastically looked at it and unceasingly admired the work of the old man. Darian Sumringah's smile saw her lover so happy.

The old man then poked Darian's arm. His face looked curious.

"Are both of you a married couple? Husband and wife?" The old man asked, wanting to know.

(Are you two married? Husband and wife?)

Darian looked at Kalila with a deep look. Kalila felt misbehavior under both eyes that looked as if they were piercing through her soul. Darian smiled faintly while answering the old man's question.

"Soon's. We'll get married soon."

(Quickly. We'll get married soon).