
The next day, still at Mr. Donnie Prambudya's house. One day after Dina was buried. The mood of mourning is still felt here.
The grief of the death of the general's son made the whole house feel lost. The good figure of Dina, did not feel arrogant as a child of the four-star police general of this country.
Especially with Mr. Donnie Prambudya's wife. He lost a very dear child. What have been the last three years. She is very busy with various affairs as a wife of bayangkari. Dan .. hangout with friends.
The morning ... Mr. Donnie has been trying to persuade his wife to wake up from her sleep. He had breakfast with the family who were staying at his house. But he said he couldn't wake up. Half his heart was gone. Go with Dina who left him first.
Finally Mr. Donnie came out of his room. It turned out that in the dining room had been waiting for his extended family to have breakfast together. Still waiting for the presence of the host.
Mr. Donnie then occupies the seat he used to sit for a meal. The seats on the right side of the person eating face each other. The empty seat next to him was empty. His wife should have sat next to him.
"Come .. Please eat. His mother Dina could not eat with us, she suddenly became sick. Let's eat, let's just say it's your own house, "take Mr. Donnie to the others.
Everyone who heard Mr. Donnie's invitation just nodded. They gobbled up the food available at the dinner table.
Large dining table with two rectangular tables flanked into one. With five seats facing each other and two seats far apart on both sides. Table with white shades and dining chairs that are in line added in the middle of the table a chandelier with white decoration as well. Adding a beautiful in the dining room of the big family Mr. Donnie Prambudya. This table can accommodate 12 people for one meal.
Eating together this morning was also very bad. There is no laughter at eating here. All was silent, only the sound of spoons and forks clanking each other on the plate of the person who was eating. Finish eating one by one of them leave the dining room.
Now all that's left at the dinner table is Mr. Donnie and Angga. Angga was deliberately looking for the right time to ask for a plea to Mr. Donnie.
Mr. Donnie stared intently at the figure he knew as Dina's lover.
Angga who sat far apart looked a little absentminded when looked at with a look of anger at the look in Mr. Donnie's eyes.
"Why are you still here too ? You should know yourself !!! What you should have done. Get out of my house right now. I don't want a loser's son in my house, "hardened Mr. Donnie Prambudya.
Angga did not care what came out of Mr. Donnie Prambudya's mouth. Then he begged back.
"Om, I beg .. release my father. I know you hate him so much. No one can deliver a father from the entanglement of the law that afflicts him. Only om .. My only hope. How can om free my father, "pinta Angga with a quivering voice.
"You heard, you can't just let go of your father. Your father must accept what he has done. This country is a country of law. No one like your father can go around living blackmailing and threatening someone, "sorry Mr. Donnie.
Angga looked at Mr. Donnie with a dreamy look. Begging for mercy from him. Wishing the generosity of Mr. Donnie Prambudya.
"Free Ga, you better get out of this house immediately, "please ask Mr. Donnie with a roar of anger in his chest.
Heard a noise in the dining room. Nara's father had not yet entered her room. But he deliberately hid behind a wall eavesdropping on Mr. Donnie's conversation with Angga.
Nara's father then approached the two feuding men. It seems that both sides are in conflict.
"Sir Donnie .. sorry, let me try talking to Angga, "pinta Nara's father.
Nara's father then sat next to the Nestapa-looking Angga. Then he tried to persuade Angga back.
"Angga .. is free, if Mr. Donnie has said so. Then no one can oppose it. Add in about the more difficult to face it. Going home to Bengkulu only. I hope there is a way for your father to be free. It's a small possibility, but keep praying and trying.
Angga just silence no flinch. His mind looked where - where. He didn't understand what Nara's father was talking about. He thought there was still one way he hadn't done it.
Angga then ran small to the room of Mr. Donnie Prambudya who was also on the second floor of this house. He doesn't care what Nara's father tells him. His mind says hopefully this one time his efforts will pay off.
Tok .. tok .. tok, "Aunty please Angga, " said Angga while continuing to knock on Mr. Donnie's room door.
Mr. Donnie's wife who was called aunty by Angga never opened the door. Almost half an hour Angga called while knocking on the door. But the person inside did not appear. Feeling disappointed, Angga then sat limp in front of the door while his hands leaned against the door.
Nara's father is left by Angga in the dining room. It turns out that it still follows the footsteps of Angga. Half an hour he stood not far from Angga. He let Angga make his last attempt. After feeling long enough he embraced the figure of Angga who looked so shaken.
"I told you, it's free, son. Mending you just go home, than long here will make Mr. Donnie will be even more angry, " obviously Nara's father while still embracing Angga's waist with his right hand and Angga's left hand above his left shoulder.
" Ta - pi .. om , how can my father be free. I-I have no other way, " said Angga stammered - brick with a face like crying.
Nara's father took Angga limped - limped to walk slowly - slowly into the room they were riding. He tried to put Angga on the bed.
Angga looked limp uninspired. His face looked desperate. Nara's father then gave a glass of mineral water to Angga.
Angga then gulped down the mineral water in his hand. Trying to calm his heart and mind.
After Angga felt quite calm. He tried to digest what Nara's father said. About ten minutes later Angga began busy packing his clothes and goods into his travel bag.
Angga said goodbye to Nara's father. He scooped his travel bag and carried it down the stairs. Nara's father followed Angga from behind.
Down the stairs all eyes were on Angga. It looks Nara and her mother and her other family sitting chatting while enjoying a fried bakwan made by making Ijah. It didn't appear Mr. Donnie and his wife were present in their midst.
Oranges pay attention to those in the living room. Including Nara who was sitting there as well. Nara welcomes the handshake of Angga with the temple - the temple does not care about it. Though his heart fretted, pity to see Angga's wounded face.
Nara wanted to see Angga apologize to her. But yesterday was the opposite. He could not bear to see the man he had loved now come home with deep regret.
Angga then walked out of Mr. Donnie Prambudya's house. Go home with a feeling of emptiness. A hope has been lost and no matter when he will be able to free his father ....
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