Oh My Saviors

Chapter 32: See you again

A memory, whether it be good or bad, is all a part of you in the past.

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Khanza set foot in front of a mansion gate. He stared at the splendor of the house that was once his residence. After he left not once did Khanza come to this house. Home full of bitter memories and pain, but can not be denied if the sweet taste he once tasted too.

"Excuse me sir!" Khanza called the house guards from outside.

"Yes, who are you looking for?" asked the guard did not recognize Khanza, probably because Khanza had not come to this place for too long.

"I want to meet Mrs Sarah and Mr Gilbert Carson" Khanza told the guard.

"Sorry to whom?" tanyanya politely.

"Khanza's."

"Khanza?" The guard seemed to think for a moment, "astaga, Miss Khanza, I'm sorry Miss, I really don't recognize you!" The guard apologized immediately, after he found out who the woman in front of him was.

"No papa, we haven't seen each other in a long time. It's only natural that you don't recognize me." Khanza smile. The guard opened the gate and allowed Khanza to enter politely.

"Thank you sir, I'm going in first."

"Miss wait!" The guard stared at Khanza full of worry.

"Calm down sir, I'm an adult now. Anyway I'm used to Mamah's attitude." Khanza knows what the guard is worried about.

Of course everyone in this house knows very well what this mistress of the house is treating Khanza. Born to a seductress makes his life in hate of his own family. But that's not his wish, is it, what's one of the kids in this case? If only he could choose to be born from whose womb, of course he would want to be born from Sarah's womb the person he considers to be his Mother.

Actually Sarah loved him very much, Khanza was brought to this house at the age of two and a half, his father said he adopted a child from the orphanage and Sarah was very welcome about it, moreover, Clarisa had no friends to play at that time and always whined to have a sister. And of course the presence of Khanza in the house made everyone happy. Sarah pampered him so much as Clarisa, she considered Khanza like her own biological sister. But one day, Sarah learns that Khanza is her husband's biological daughter from another woman. He was furious and vented it against Khanza, at that time the age of Khanza was only five years, even though the memory was very impregnated in his head.

Khanza stepped foot into the house, much changed from the order of items, wall hangings and also interior design, even the photos on display there were only three of them, there were only photos of them, khanza never existed. He had not been part of this family for a long time, Khanza wiping the wet end of his eyes.

"You! Why are you here?" The voice that Khanza recognized emerged from the direction of the stairs, making Khanza immediately turn his head.

"How are you doing, Mah?" Khanza greeted with a smile.

"Who let this woman in?!" Sarah cried out in annoyance, instead of answering Khanza's greeting. It seems that even though the hatred has long since faded.

"What the hell is Mah, why are you screaming?" Clarisa appeared from upstairs, she looked up at Khanza, as she understood why her mother was angry.

"Why did you come here?" Clarisa threw a puffed-up look.

"I want to meet Papah, and say goodbye to you. I'm moving out of the country." They didn't respond at all, of course because they didn't care.

"Where is Papah Kak?"

"In the end room!" Clarisa answered coldly.

"Clarisa why are you telling her, it's better to kick this woman out, Mamah doesn't like her setting foot in our house."

Khanza passed to the room that Clarisa had told him about. Clamps... Khanza opened the door slowly, he saw an old man with a thin dry body lying on the bed. If Khanza hadn't known that his father was sick, he wouldn't have believed it was him. His circumstances were very much different than before, after he had a severe stroke of his paralyzed body he could only move half of his body and speak.

"Bah," Khanza's greeting made the originally closed eyes slowly open.

"Khanza," he said slowly.

"Yes, it's me" Khanza walked over.

"You came to see Papah? Is your mom not angry?" he said with a loud voice.

Khanza shook his head, "no, Mamah is not angry." Khanza lied, and of course his father did not believe him.

"Father, Khanza came here wanting to leave, Khanza will move out of the country." Khanza expressed his purpose and purpose.

"Moving, where?"

"To country C, where Mami Shelia came from. I want to stay and work there."

"Good, go. Look for your own happiness, son, now I am powerless even to move my own body. I can only pray for you." Gilbert shed tears.

"The father really doesn't know what to say. Please forgive Papah, son."

"That's it, there's nothing to forgive, everyone has a past, we just need to improve the future. Apologize to Mamah, he's the one who hurt the most here."

"And I'm part of that wound, I hope that after I leave, Mom will be fine."

After saying goodbye Khanza was out, Mamah and his brother did not see the trunk of his nose, maybe they were deliberately avoiding Khanza.

'Goodbye everyone, maybe we'll never see each other again.

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The news of Khanza's transfer has reached Nic's ears. At this moment he was standing facing the glass wall, staring blankly at the surrounding buildings.

"You really have to go Za?" the question was so heavy it came out of Nic's lips.

"True Nic, I want to find experience. The new assistant is ready to work, he's a very qualified person, he's very experienced, I'm sure you'll be satisfied."

"Maybe this is the best path we have to take. I go first Nic, take care of yourself, eat healthy food and don't stay up too much. Thank you for being such a big supporter of my life."

"Friends!" Khanza pointed his little finger, which Nic immediately sahuti and linked his little finger with Khanza's finger.

"Friends!" answer with teary eyes.

...I'ts been a long day whitout you, my friend and I'll tell you all about it when I see you again. We've come a long way from wehere we began. Oh, I'll tell you all about it when I see you again. When I see you again....