Gone off?

CHAPTER 49 (Searching for Answers)

Be happy?

A word that is always ringing in his ears and mind. He thought that success and a lot of money would make him happy. However, until this very second, he was still confused and did not understand the meaning of his own life.

His original plan was to get out of the house and live life as freely as he had dreamed. However, all those plans changed once the tragedy and calamity came to him. Dreams and also wishes during this time, slowly disappear and not necessarily direction.

Although he had fallen and was at the lowest point in his life, he who was currently able to reverse it all with his hard work, still felt dissatisfied with what he did. Like there was something missing and less than him, even though he himself did not know what it was.

He who has no purpose in life after setting foot in America, looks desperate for his dream. He did not know what he had to do to survive and continue his future, because at that time he had just risen from his slump.

The identity that he had built up long ago somehow disappeared and made him lose his confidence. Until it appeared and made him think of the things that were very liked by his late mother, and so that he could finally be in the business world that he never even dreamed of.

His dream used to be a painter, because only then did he feel free and feel an adventure from within him.

"Painting?"

I don't know when I haven't done it again. I don't know if the place that used to be my painting location still exists.

Perhaps, the meeting with the children of the orphanage a little make Anjani thought, seeing the children who laughed loosely, in his heart he wanted to feel the same. He imagines himself in a childhood that does not express as much as they and other children, it makes him a little sad, because he considers that his childhood is too sad.

"They're lucky" he murmured.

Anjani suddenly realized, when he was swept away in his thoughts about the children of Pertiwi orphanage he had just come to, he remembered the photo journal given by Doctor Wardana. Remembering the sentence at the end of his journal, curiosity arose from him and thought to be able to meet with Doctor Wardana. Because he was still curious about the sentence, and somehow the sentence that seemed to be directed at him was telling him to be happy. As if he knew his life.

In his fearful mind, about what happened to him these few days, Anjani decided to seek the answer, so that his sense of the predator could be resolved immediately.

Who would know, that meeting with the orphanage children will greatly affect him and make the position of himself who has been defending, dare to attack and get out of his ny zone.

A fitting term for him, who has been apathetic to all things.

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In the morning, at 6 o'clock. Standing quietly in a car, waiting for the presence of someone who happened to live in the same area as him.

A different attitude that he showed, never once he waited for someone or even tried to meet someone outside his business agenda. And this time he did it just to find his own answer.

Someone who was waiting for Anjani, showed astonishment to see him who was standing quietly beside his car.

Seeing the steps that approached him, Anjani circulated his gaze, making the person he was waiting for meet each other's eyes. The eyes of the two met in silence enveloping their atmosphere.

"Are you going to the hospital?" Anjani asked later and walked over to Rama.

"Ah, yes." Reply Rama was still fixated in disbelief to see Anjani who was greeting him.

Without even trying to make any pleasantries, Anjani then handed a journal to Rama, making Rama look confused to accept it.

"What's this?" Rama asked looking at Anjani's face with a confused expression.

"From my father?" Rama squinted his head with a confused expression.

"Wait, when did my dad give this to you?" Rama asked then who realized something.

"The day I came home from the hospital."

"Why did you give this to me?"

"Isn't that what I should be asking you?"

"Ah, yes sorry." Rama said he would speak.

Anjani was silent on Rama's face.

"What journal did you pick up at school?" Ask later.

"That's not what I meant to take, the principal who left it to me. I kept it in my drawer, but I didn't think my dad would give it to you." Obviously Rama is a bit clumsy.

"Then, the sentence in the back, did you write it?"

"Fetish?"

Rama immediately looked at the journal and found a sentence written there.

"This.. " He paused his words.

"No, I never wrote a sentence like that." Say again.

Anjani is silent, so he is convinced that Doctor Wardana knows something about him.

"Well, that's all I want to ask. Sorry for taking your time." He took back his photo journal.

"Wait, sorry if this makes you uncomfortable, let me ask my father." Rama's words prevented Anjani's departure.

Anjani just nodded slowly and then left Rama.

"Ah, I should have asked you about the reunion." He muttered regretfully because it only realized once Anjani left his face.

"He greeted me and approached me. Isn't this progress?" He said again with a happy expression.

However, on the one hand he became aware of what his father was doing.

"Looks like you know something."