
At 9 in the morning.
Reksa Hartanto, making his decision right when Hari, had just climbed from his mother's burrow, after covering her body with a wooden board.
Even the burrows of the Ingrid, have not been completely covered with soil.
The decision clearly made Hari, more devastated than she should have been, her mother had already left her for good. Then his father had revoked his last name, although Hari knew what reason was used by Reksa Hartanto.
But, did Muta not know what reason Hari had, by acting as if to challenge her father all this time?
"Why, Papa did this to me?" ask her with sadness.
Muta turned her face away from Hari's gaze, she silently did not say a word to give an answer to the young man before her.
Not wanting to desecrate the mother's funeral, Hari soon returned from there. Even though he actually still wants to hug the mother's navel. And Bram followed Hari, to keep coming home, and not to leave when the papa atmosphere was still hot and the family grieved. Bram also did not expect, if the whole return of their family is the last.
Sitting quietly in Inggrid's room, Hari stared at the image of Inggrid hugging her.
A soft maternal smile adorned the woman's face, even as if Hari felt that her mother was very happy to have her.
The clothes worn by her still left the red earth from the mother's funeral. He was reluctant to take off the clothes, his mother's warm embrace was no longer felt.
Leave an empty and cold space in his heart, which from the beginning was deserted without the affection of Reksa Hartanto.
Muta who had just returned from his wife's funeral, and finished meeting the mourners. Urung went into his room because there was a day there, he preferred to clean himself in the guest room. He had forgotten his second son from his second wife. Short when again his wife first left him at the age of twilight.
Tok to tok.
"Den, wait for the master in the family room," a middle-aged woman who works as a domestic assistant in the house, told Hari.
"Yes Bi," replied Hari without turning her head.
Putting back the photo of the mother he went to the family room without cleaning himself.
"From this moment you are no longer a Hartanto Day. Then you have to get out of my house." Hari had not had time, sitting himself on the sofa, Reksa had reminded him to get out of his mother's house.
Heart Day hurts, isn't she a real child and Mutual Hartanto Too?
What was the mistake he made so great, that the punishment he received was so great?
Day was silent, but he looked at Bram who seemed ordinary, not preventing anything.
If sent off, does Bram also look happy. Moreover, he is only the second child who is no longer entitled.
"Bram, congratulations are you happy about all this?" rallies Day.
"Get's talk Hari, you child don't know yourself." said Mutual Emotion. Bram also understood the attitude of Hari, however Bram was cooling the atmosphere that would not be bad at this time.
Hari, himself glued to flash of memory when he was a child showering his head. A small day that seeks to attract the attention of Mutuals and Mutuals who pay attention to the whole.
He frowned in wonder, what's up?
Wh why?
But since Bram came back to his house, Reksa looks so attentive to the young man who is five years older than him.
Day was not aware of it, because he was too busy attracting the attention of Muta, with his misbehavior.
At this time he realized the difference between himself and Bram in the eyes of Reksa Hartanto.
Even the conjectures he made, were too difficult to imagine into reality.
"Let's go Den" invited a gardener who had noticed Hari, who was silent after being trampled on his pride by the father.
"But, Mang. Mama's here, mama's still here," Hari raved, still unwilling to leave her childhood home.
"Later Den, later. Come with Mamang."
The gardener whom Bram trusted, in order to keep Hari, immediately attracted his young master to leave the papa house.
"Why didn't Papa tell the boy the truth? pah, he's papa's son too. I don't want any of this to go wrong because I'm a reward!"
Hari still heard clearly Bram's words, because he had just passed the threshold of the living room.
He stared at Mang Jaya who was also staring at him with widened netra, mang Jaya did not expect that Bram, would say so. Hari thought, Bram would be happy after the papa threw away his last name, which is Hartanto's Day is missing.
"A-the forgotten son? What does Mang mean?" tanya Hari, with her heart pounding.
"Come Den, let's get out of here. Let's tell Mamang." Mang Jaya was getting louder and louder to draw Hari, so that her young master would not hear more of the words of Bram and his great master, clearly Bram was currently struggling to resuscitate the heart of the angry master mixed sadly.
Inside the online taxi that brought Hari, and mang Jaya went out of nowhere.
Both Hari and Mang Jaya chose silence, if mang Jaya is confused where to start.
Then Hari's mind was full of various conjectures, which she had been very difficult to imagine.
***
Arriving at a small house that if only the day of the spoiled child, of course he will whine dislike.
However, for this one mang Jaya must feel proud, because the results of the wandering of his young master have a positive side.
Sitting in a house owned by Mang Jaya, the young man looked at Mang Jaya full of demands. There were a lot of questions he wanted to ask, but did not understand what he had to ask what was so tangled in his head.
"What do you want to ask, Den?" ask mang Jaya.
Day gasped in shock, she had not expected to be asked a question by the middle-aged man before her.
Trying to listen to the heart, Hari softly asked. "What does Bram mean that says I... child ... child ... that is evaporated, Mang?"
The day stuck when he called himself a forgotten child.
"You're not a forgotten child, Den. Back when your mother was young, she had a lover who loved her so much." Mang Jaya gazed at the shade of a lost Day after losing the light in her life.
"The name is Regi Armanto they have decided to get married. Your grandfather and grandmother bless their relationship, ijab kabul is done first in front of your grandfather and grandmother also Mang Jaya as a witness. He was the younger brother of Papa Reksa, who was ill at the time. Even at that time Madam Dayana mother of Bram, died and Mr. Reksa married inggrid, because of you and. As a will he married your mother, after a few months Lady Dayana died of the tragedy of your original father, who was running the project."
The deuuugh!! Heartbroken Hari, when she heard it all.
Mang Jaya recalled how happy Inggrid and Regi Armanto were at that time.
The big party was already designed to announce the marriage of the son of the owner of PT CF with an internationally certified financial consultant.
Too bad, a few days before the party. Armanto had an accident that resulted in his death at the scene. Along with Madame Dayana his first wife Mr. Reksa Hartanto because of a tragedy.
TBC.