I Love You What It Is
Chapter 30's
A few minutes on the way, Rega checked back some of the files he had left behind. His gaze pushyly looked at the map he was holding, there was no longer as warm as he was as his mind continued to drift considering Titian.
Rega's hand reached into the phone in her hoodie, calling her mother's number.
"Hallo ma'am" said Rega.
"Dear, are you okay?" ask Sinta.
"I'm good. Mother how?"
"Mommy's fine, baby. Have you eaten?"
"Already mom. Mom, I'm moving to Surabaya"
"Why baby?"
"Ngga papa ma'am. I just want to go to college there"
"How are you, baby. The important thing is that everywhere, you have to study hard and stay good to others"
"Yes"
"Mother sleepy. Call me later, yeah"
"Yes. Mom's fine there huh. Take care of your health, do not eat late. And let me know if you see your dad or his family"
"Yes dear. You take good care of yourself too"
A few seconds after that, Rega put his phone on the table, resting his shoulder on the back of the chair. His mind was stupefied considering the tiny baby in Titian's sling, a lot of speculation raging in his brain 'what Titian is married' that was one of the questions in his brain that desperately needed answers.
He wanted to talk to Titian, but the other side of him said 'is it appropriate? will Titian answer all the questions Rega asked?'. Given that Titian experienced such a bad event it would not be easy for him to believe in men.
Confused by his own feelings Rega chose to lay his body on the bed, Mario who had since gone to dreamland did not care about Rega who was depressed.
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The heavy rain that morning made everyone reluctant to get out of his bed. The most comfortable friend when it rains is a mattress and blanket attached since last night. On a king-size bed in a large brick-and-white mansion a 25-year-old pulled back his blanket to the neck, feeling every warmth that his loyal friend gave him every night.
His tightly closed eyes had to compromise with the situation when the alarm clock on his nightstand made a deafening loud noise.
He saw for a while that hour had shown at 7:25 and the rain was still falling heavily accompanied by thunderous lightning.
Tok...
"Honey wake up what time it is. You will be late" shouted a woman behind Hito's bedroom door.
"Engh.." Hito just muttered indistinctly, because he felt a drowsiness that never subsided. After turning off his alarm clock, he closed his eyes for a bit.
"Hito!" wantita behind the door screamed.
"Hurry to shower and get off. We'll have breakfast" he closed.
With a step Gontai Hito brought his steps down towards the first floor. He looks very charismatic with a face coming down from his father. He pulled a chair beside his mother and immediately took a plate of rice and side dishes.
"Have you found your sister in Medan?" harris asked, Rega's father and father.
"Not yet" replied Rega.
"Maybe they've left from the field dear. Otherwise, Hito would have found them within 3 years" Andin interjected.
"Father's right mother, maybe they're living happily now" Hito said as he ate his food.
"It's still a possibility. What if they live out there suffering?" harris asked the two children and the mother who were now exchanging glances.
"If I find them, what will you do?"
"Dad should make sure they have a decent life. Sinta is an orphan and her family doesn't know where she is. And Rega is also a father's son. I have a responsibility to him, at least I have to make sure they don't lack anything in their lives" Harris said at length.
"Do you think after what you did to them, they'll accept your help?"
Andin chokes at hearing his eldest son's question, which he finds outrageous.
"What are you talking about Hito?! Don't make your father feel so guilty" Andin said.
"Isn't what I said true? If I became Rega I would never forgive my father"
"Hito!". Andin's scream at the dining table echoed to fill the room, making Harris bend her face.
Guilt for what he did was growing, when his first child also blamed him.
"I am guilty". Harris said softly with a grim face.
"I don't taste anymore"...
In a split second, Hito had already disappeared behind the exit, leaving only two middle-aged people sitting with different expressions each beside the dining table.
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tbc.
