
POV KAYLA
I'm just a girl in love with a different 10-year-old man named Raditya, Is that a sin?
Radit is everything to me. He is the figure of a lover, Father, Brother and also is my life.
I was raised by a father who never loved me, for some reason. After my mother died giving birth to me, my father remarried and I had two half-sisters.
One half-sister, a woman who is only 4 months old with me, she's my father's biological child. Maybe when my mother was holding me, my father was already in a relationship with my Stepmother.
My second sister is a man, she was born 2 years after my father married my stepmother. A sister I love and love me very much. He's the only one who's always stood up for me in my family.
BEGINNING OF THE MEETING, 2014.
"Basic waiter! You don't know the price of my dress?" a woman who looked rich snapped at him.
I crouched down busy cleaning up the juice spill on the floor and could only apologize.
"Sorry Miss, you were walking while talking to your friend. I've been trying to avoid. Once again forgive me," I said apologetically standing up even though I felt innocent.
The rich woman is not forgiving but is even more ignited by her emotions.
"So you mean I was wrong! You deserve to be slapped, "his hand flew towards his cheek, but was stopped by a man's cheque.
"Miss, this is not how to solve the problem. If you will, I will bear witness to this servant girl's words. But we can also see evidence from the Cctv Cafe, if you're the one who nudged it first" said the man.
Everyone inside the cafe stared at them, whispering to each other.
The rich lady did not seem to want to embarrass herself, she quickly left the cafe with her friend.
I stared at the departure of the rich woman with a sigh, in my work actually such an incident just now was common. I turned around to say thank you, but the man who helped me walked out of the cafe.
I chased after him but the man had already gotten into the bus, I only remembered his face at a glance.
"Thank you" I could only look at the bus that was already away.
POV KAYLA OFF.
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The next morning, Kayla went to college as usual. He majored in Business and Management. It was his fourth semester. As he was relearning the subject of his studies, whispers from his college friends spread his focus.
Kayla turned her gaze away from the book she was reading, raising her face to see what was going on.
Degh's!
That man, isn't he helping me?
The man walked over to the lecturer's desk, put the luggage in his hands, then looked at everyone with his brown pupils from behind his glasses.
"Hello, I'm Raditya. I am the new teacher who will teach you all. If you have any questions, please, "the brief introduction got everyone interested.
"Sorry sir, my name is Ranum. Are you married or maybe you have a boyfriend?" ask one of the students.
"I am single, if my friends say, I am a single talent from birth. Never been dating and my current status of single is unmarried and no boyfriend," Radit joked them all.
Unsurprisingly his statement made the students hysterical, arguing with each other with his friend who could first conquer his new Lecturer.
Kayla just looked at Radit because she was an introvert, she did not talk much with her peers.
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Six years later, 2020.
Kayla set foot on the burial ground, she walked towards her lover's grave while in college. His bead of eyes that was wet with tears, stared at the name nanar engraved on the tombstone.
RADITYA SANJAYA
BIN
SANJAYA
Born: Surabaya, April 6, 1985
Died: Surabaya, June 10, 2016
Kayla clutches her lover's tombstone.
"Dear, how are you? Me, not being okay. I'm sorry, I haven't been able to find our son. You know, if it wasn't for our son I'd have caught up with you. Ii'm sorry... "
The light rain added to the gloomy atmosphere of the cemetery, the rain soaked Kayla's clothes.
Before long, Kayla left Radit's tomb, walking down the cemetery hill.
His mind was uncertain, when he had reached the parking lot under the hill, a luxury car arrived.
Kayla unlocks the car, immediately getting into it with her wet clothes. Immediately start the car and drive the car away from there.
After the departure of Kayla's car, a man got out of the car as her driver opened the door for her. The driver's hand was holding a large black umbrella.
The man walked up the hill of the cemetery with his driver surrounded. The steps are a little careful, because it is not easy to climb the climbs with slippery conditions by rainwater.
Arriving at the intended tomb, he placed a bunch of flowers on top of the navel. His eyes glanced towards the white Lily flower sprig that was chuckling miserably. He picked up the flower and left.
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NB: DO NOT DIZZY YES READ, LATER THERE WILL BE FLASHBACK TO KAYLA LECTURE AND DATING WITH RADIT. NOW I FOCUS ON THE STORY IN THE FUTURE.