Loving Brother-in-law

Maaf

In his retirement, Mahesa prefers to spend his time caring for a garden that he deliberately takes care of himself in his backyard, in addition to activities so that his body moves, and his body moves, he also felt calmer when taking care of the flowers there.

His old face looked far away to the bench where he used to sit with Ranu, Sam's birth mother. Happy time for his life. Mahesa smiled remembering that time.

Mahesa turned back to the direction where she used to eat breakfast in the open. There's Nita and Noval's shadow over there. Despite having a bad experience with Nita, but still she has graced her life.

"Grandfather" said Casandra.

"You're home yet?" mahesa said waking up from the past.

Casandra replied with a smile and nod. "What is Grandpa doing here?"

Mahesh chuckled, he walked up to the park bench and sat there looking at his house. Nothing is different, it's still the same as it used to be. There was nothing that Mahesh changed, because he did not want to lose his memories.

"As you can see, son, Grandpa is taking care of these plants"

"Why should Grandpa bother? There are gardeners"

"There is a gardener, but especially in this park Grandpa takes care of him himself" Mahesa said with a big smile. "Rather than Grandpa should daydream, better Grandpa grow crops right?"

"Yes, the important thing is that Grandpa is happy" said Casandra.

They sat on a long bench, pensively enjoying the peaceful atmosphere of twilight, staring at the sky that was emitting a golden light, also as breezy as the wind was blowing slowly.

"How do you feel at home living here with Grandpa?" mahesa looked at meu.

"Yup. Casandra is happy to be able to live with her grandfather. More peaceful" he replied.

Mahesa chuckles. "This house is the one where your father grew up. Home, and the most horrible place for her. But grandfather is grateful that your father is still willing to step foot in this house" Mahesa said with a bitter smile.

"What does Grandpa mean? Why can it be the most horrible place for you?" casandra looked at Mahesa.

During this time Casandra was quite close to his father and mother, no limit to awkwardness when they gathered together, many told stories about their happiness, the silliness of the first meeting, and the, the story of a mother who was desperate because Casandra was not born. But all this time the mother or father never told him about his youth or childhood first.

There was a long sigh from Mahesa, "Your father had a very terrible childhood" Mahesa looked at Casandra with a regretful smile. "And one of the people he once hated was, me" Mahesa bowed.

Casandra looked carefully. "How could you hate Grandpa? Grandpa is the good guy in the world"

"Because Grandpa was wrong, son. The one who made Grandpa so kind and sober, was your father. Grandpa was too blind for love for your father's stepmother. Thoughts, treasures, attitudes are all controlled by it. Even Grandpa had forgotten Grandpa's duties as a parent"

Casandra was silent when she looked at Mahesa with remorse, she listened carefully to the story of the past told by Mahesa. Sometimes Casandra is unable to stem her tears, when she hears how Sam struggles to maintain her family, as well as her love for Riyu. There are many stories that Casandra does not know.

"You know, son, the saddest thing in the world for parents is to accept their child's hatred. But Grandpa realized, Grandpa deserved it because Grandpa was wrong. But now that Grandpa is so grateful that at my age, your father will forgive and love Grandpa sincerely"

Casandra's breathing grew increasingly claustrophobic. He felt guilty for his father. His footsteps trembled up the stairs while continuing to ring Mahesa's story.

"Sam is a very loving person, he protects the people he loves. Including you, son."

"You know why your father was so protective and processive of you? Maybe he never told you that, because it hurt too much, son. When you were 3, you were a kidnap victim. You had a concussion and a coma for two months, you can definitely imagine how anxious Sam was. Therefore Sam does not want to make any more mistakes, he does not want to be careless to take care of you"

Casandra's footsteps stopped, sitting in front of her bed.

"Do you see the scar on your right head? It's a sharp gun scar, you get it from those criminals" Mahesa said.

Casandra immediately stood up and approached the mirror of her dressing table. He flicked his hair, felt the stitches that could not be lost. The scar that had been covered with his hat, the scar that made Casandra never let her hair unravel freely.

"Why father... Why didn't you tell me? You said it was a wound I fell off a bike, and I've never ridden a bike. You're lying" Casandra said as she pleased in front of the mirror.

"Dad... Sorry" he said.

*****

The next day, Casandra went to college wearing glasses. Intentionally, to cover her puffy eyes. Breakfast was ready, there was not much chat with the residents this time.

"You know Miss, in addition to your chatty attitude I also do not like your silence" said Anan who noticed.

"Be quiet. I don't want to talk." replied Casandra.

"Then why are you wearing such thick eyeliner? The goggles? Horrifically. If not for taking care of you maybe I've run away from earlier" said Anan shudder.

"Can you shut up! You're such a bitch." chanted Casandra to her breath.

Anan laughing. Finally he was able to make Casandra scream this morning.

"It's a relief, right?" ask Anan.

"What a relief!" annoyed. Casandra fell silent, she felt the weight on her chest being thrown away. "Hey you're right. Breath relieved. Haha" Casandra laughed.

Anan smiled. "Well next time if I'm upset I'll yell at you, after that I'll just feel relieved. Thank you cake man" said Casandra patted Anan's arm.

Hearing that remark, the smile on Anan's face came back flat. Cih, it's delicious! anan protested inwardly.

"But I'm telling you the truth about the eyeliner you're wearing Miss? I'm looking like I'm looking at a tree monster"

"What did you say!"

"I'm speaking for who I am, honestly" Anan said with an innocent pretentious expression.

"One more time you're hurting me, I'm gonna kick your ass"

"Please Miss. If you are able. Let's see, your ass, or my ass is gonna get kicked" Anan said grinning.

Casandra suffocates slowly, considering that yesterday Anan had a great martial arts teacher, so inferior. But terbesit diayangan Casandra, what if Anan really managed to kick his ass. What a terrible thing.