Past Errors
Chapter 78. The Puzzle 1
"Let me explain to him" said the old man. Then the man looked at Kanaya's face and said.
"You look a lot like your Oma."
"My name is Pratama Kasendra, the older brother of Oma mu Seila Kasendra, Your real name is Lingga Ayu Kasendra" said the man who turned out to be Pratama Kasendra.
"Wait, Kasendra?"ask Kanaya.
While looking at Pratama Kasendra then looked at Mommy and Daddy, with a look of disbelief and filled with question marks.
Meanwhile, Cintya who heard the Kasendra clan widened her eyes in disbelief.
"But how can? isn't my Oma named Seila without a last name?"ask Kanaya.
"You're right son" Pratama Kasendra said.
Then a long sigh.His memory glanced to the past where it was forced by his father and also himself to hide Seila.
"But actually your Oma is the Princess of the Kasendra Clan" Pratama Kasendra said.
"What?"ask Kanaya and Cintya simultaneously.
"To my knowledge the Kasendra Clan had been destroyed and their entire business empire was taken over by their second son, according to the news their daughter disappeared until found dead in a ravine with a body that is not recognized anymore" said Kanaya.
"How do you know all that Nay?"ask Mommy Lingga.
"I read in an old newspaper in France, at that time I was meeting with one of my business colleagues and they were French nobles who happened to always use my designs if holding a noble party banquet," said Kanaya, then turned to Cintya.
"You remember Cin? when we're invited by them?"ask Cintya.
"Yes I still remember one of the elderly nobles holding an album and in the album there are pieces of newspapers that have been neatly arranged in the album," Cintya replied.
"And I remembered it once and asked him why he always looked at you. And he replied in French that you reminded him of a friend, who had died and that was because of his carelessness and he deeply regretted everything" she said.
"I just laughed, and then he laughed and gave me the album" Kanaya said.
Then his memory glared at the man a man sitting in a rocking chair without caring about his crowded surroundings with children, daughter-in-law, and children, Grandchildren who are busy paying attention to the design of clothes and also measuring the clothes they will wear.
"Bernie Aubert Beaufort" said Pratama Kasendra.
"Grandfather knows him?"asked Kanaya who was surprised to hear the name of the French nobleman said by Pratama's grandfather.
"She is your Oma's best friend" he said, smiling and looking at Kanaya's surprised face.
"Why this family is full of puzzles and makes me confused to reveal it" Kanaya said again.
"Others you guys hiding?"ask Kanaya.
"Tonight I'll explain everything we'll be waiting for your brother Richard" Pratama said.
"Don't Richard's brother know everything?"ask Kanaya.
"It's true he knows everything but he doesn't know the real events" Pratama's grandfather said.
"Since Daddy had Daddy's people investigate the losers" said Daddy Ded.
"So actually my past is a deliberate trap because our family's past is true?"ask Kanaya.
"Yes right Nay," said Mommy Lingga while looking at Kanaya's face.
"But if it's like mommy said and if the attack they did to me and Edward was so cheap and so easy to take out they're so weak and that woman what can she do? just trying to tease Edward" Kanaya said.
"You might say that because you can knock them out, Nay, but behind that is something they can do and make our family broken" Pratama said.
"I mean Pratama Grandpa?"ask Kanaya.
"Give it," he said to the Guards standing behind him.
Then the man nodded his head and placed some photos on the table, with a question mark Kanaya took the photo.
"How did they engineer all this?"kanaya asked coldly and sharply.
"Gosh how can that be?"ask Cintya.
In the photo, Edward kisses the woman, then the woman's hand is twisted in Edward's hand, and in another photo the woman hugs Edward.
Then another photo showed Kanaya and the woman who lowered her face as if they were fighting over Edward.
"The sophistication of technology that can make these photos" said Pratama's Grandpa.
"At first they ambushed you guys wanting to take you and make an incident that could destroy two families back, but they were wrong because you are not as weak as my sister" Pratama Kusuma said. Smiling, he looked at Kanaya's face.
"My sister is not as strong as you are Nay, she is a very gentle woman we take care of her and spoil her, even a mosquito will not be able to perch on her skin" said Pratama Grandpa.
"But we forgot one thing that this Duni is cruel and the people out there want everything we have, even the people closest to us" he said with a heavy sigh.
"He is like a beautiful and fragile butterfly, not only one or two men tried to approach him but they were unable to get close to him because we were very protective of him even a fly we did not let perch on his skin," said Pratama Grandpa again.
Both of his eyes glazed over remembering the sister he loved so much.
"And it made my second brother hate him so much, when he found out that my father bequeathed his property to my sister" Pratama's grandfather said. While looking at Kanaya with a sad look.
"Why can I just give it to my Oma?"ask Kanaya.
"You wouldn't ask that question if you knew your Oma, but it's a pity when you're not born your Oma is gone" Pratama said.
"And I was so sorry to find out your Omas were dead before I found them" he said. Then from both eyes sheds tears.
"If it was not too late for us to come to his rescue, he was still with us, I am so sorry that I was fooled by that bastard" Pratama said, sobbing.
"And when I got to that barn where they kept my sister, I couldn't find her all I could find was a locket of hers, she said, and also the tearing of the clothes he wore and also the blood spots. We sent everyone to look for him that night, and we found my sister on the edge of the abyss begging to be let go, and as we approached and tried to save her. My second sister pushed him into the abyss." said Pratama's Grandpa.
Then sobbing recollected as his sister yelled and asked him for help and how he watched her fall into a precipitous abyss.
