Picking Up the Past
Aryan Ramadana
Aliando let out an upset breath when the 2 men could not find Indra,
“how are you? looking for the child alone can't” he said angrily, “ature their bodies, remove all evidence, and run as planned, set all the media news, just say Gibran is frustrated, psychiatric problems or something else, one more report if Gibran had killed the child and disposed of the body before killing his wife, do everything cleanly lest there be a single trace of us here” orders Aliando,
“baik sir, I will make sure everything goes according to plan” said one of the men.
"one more, keep looking for the child, make sure he really dies” said Aliando who then left the house.
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Indra gasped for breath as he continued to run non-stop, he ran and kept running as far as he could, the clock had shown midnight, the clock had shown, Indra stopped at a crowded place that was still on the move in the middle of the night, the place looked like a market area.
Some vehicles there are filling various items into the car, and there are also some vehicles that are lowering goods. Indra then tried to get closer to one of the cars to just ask for drinking water, he had long run nonstop, his body paled out of steam, his clothes were wet and in his hands was still carrying a photo.
Not yet he asked the person who was busy lowering the item, he heard the voice of a man, “eeh, why the child? he was pale once” heard that voice Indra immediately turned his body towards the source of the voice, he saw 2 adult men wearing black jackets looking in wonder at him.
Indra again remembered the person who shot his mother who was also wearing a black jacket, his body shivered with fear, he again ran away from the person, which made the 2 people again surprised to see him.
Indra again ran in no direction around the market that had been quiet, until finally he was really tired, he then approached a pick up car that contained many sacks in it, he then climbed into the pick up car that was still open the back door, he slipped in between the sacks to hide his body so as not to be seen by the 2 people he thought were chasing him. he hugged the picture frame tightly in his hand, until finally he lost consciousness because of his tired body after running non-stop all night.
A middle-aged man closed the back door of the pick-up car after completing payment at the store where he was shopping, he got into his car, turned it on and then left Jakarta.
12 Hours the car was traveling from the capital, until finally the car arrived at its destination, 12 hours of the journey was also Indra rest in the car was not aware of where he was going, he said, he woke up when the sun hit his head, he opened his eyes and found the photo he was holding had been cracked because it was swayed during the trip.
The middle-aged man who was carrying the car had gotten out of his car, a middle-aged woman directly exited the house where the car stopped, the middle-aged woman then approached her husband who had just returned from the capital, he kissed her husband's hand, gently rubbing his arm.
“bapak buy a lot of fertilizer again” said the woman who was heard clearly by Indra.
“iya bu, passable we can sell again here” said the middle-aged man, said,
“moms make coffee first ya” said the woman who returned to their simple home.
the middle-aged man started to open the back door of his pick-up and went down the sacks one by one. Indra's face paled in fear, he hugged tightly the photo in his arms, ‘father mother, I'm afraid his inner’ cried with the roar of his tears, his tears,
the man then turned his head in shock when he found Indra in the tub of his pick-up car, which he was in,
“this whose child?” he said confusedly heard by his wife who had returned with a bunch of coffee.
“who sir?” ask his wife, “ini ma'am, there is a son of a man inside here” his wife later
walking towards her husband with a cup of coffee in his hand, they both stared in wonder at Indra,
“who are you?” asked the woman, Indra was silent, she cried with fear while still holding tightly the photo of her parents in her arms.
“aduh sir, he cried, what did you say to him? how can she cry gini” said the woman to her husband,
“bapak didn't say anything ma'am, I brought him in first, clean it up his shirt, dirty, later we take it to the police station aja ma'am, I'm sure, rather than us being accused of kidnapping the child of the people” said the middle-aged man to his wife.
The middle-aged woman climbed on top of the car near Indra, “ayo here son,” said the woman, who was, but Indra is still petrified with tears that do not want to stop with his memory of his father and mother, “astagfirullah sir, this is blood” said the woman did not believe seeing Indra's clothes.
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Indra's body has been cleaned, his clothes have been replaced by the middle-aged woman with her son's clothes who are also the same age as Indra. He was a little pushy when bathing Indra and changing clothes Indra because Indra just silently did not want to move.
Tomy was watching tv, and Indra was sitting behind him, while the middle-aged couple saw Indra from the dining table in the small house,
“bapak take him from where?”
“bapak do not know ma'am, suddenly he was already in my father's car when I nurunin fertilizer was”
“what did you bring him from Jakarta?”,
“that bu” replied the man,
The cartoon that Tomy watched had run out and now the television had turned into a news show, and the headlines that were immediately present were the news of the murder of a young businessman.
“astagfirullah, mother is not wrong kan” said the woman approached Indra and confirmed her conjecture,
"what's bu?” said her husband who also followed the steps of his wife, and they were both shocked when they realized that the face behind the cracked photo was the same as the wjah on television that displays the face of Gibran Adinata, Naina Adinata and Indra Adinata,
“permisa, the great businessman Gibran Adinata, owner of the Adinata group, was found dead in his own home, allegedly stressed and killed his son and wife with a gun found in his hand. he is suspected of suicide after killing his family, until now the police are looking for the body of his son who has not been found, the police suspect Gibran Adinata killed his son first and threw him outside the house, and then returned to his house to kill his wife before he committed suicide, until this news was revealed, the body of Gibran's son adinata, and, Indra adinata is still not found” said the news announcer who was heard clearly in the ears of Indra and a middle-aged couple nearby,
“my father is not a killer” said Indra who was heard by a couple of husband and wife,
The middle-aged woman immediately hugged Indra, “we know” she replied to Indra's remarks, saying,
“pak, we take care of this child, he will become a brother Tomy” said the middle-aged woman, who was,
“no ma'am, he has to return to Jakarta, everyone is looking for him” refused the middle-aged man at his wife's request, he said,
“no aunt, I don't want to go home, she will definitely kill me, she killed my mother's father, he will definitely kill me to snatch all that belongs to father” cried Indra hysterically in the embrace of the middle-aged woman who helped attract the attention of Tomy,
The middle-aged man momentarily nodded in understanding, as if he could understand what happened to Indra, “from now on he is our son bu” said the man, saying,
“what is he to be my brother?” tomy asked enthusiastically,
“iya, he is now your brother Tom, you have to take care of him, whatever happens” said the middle-aged man staring intently at Tomy,
“what's his name yah?” plain Tomy asked, as if she was not afraid of her father's sharp gaze.
“ind..” said the middle-aged woman who was immediately cut by her husband,
“Arya, yes his name is Arya” said the man was spontaneous, he then glanced at his wife, he said,
“Arya what is it?” ask Tomy again,
“Arya, Arya Ra,, ma, Ramadana, yes his name is Arya Ramadana” said the man again, he then approached his wife, he then whispered,
“his identity we must hide from now on, we do not know who is after his life.”
Tomy saw his new brother named Arya with a sparkling face,
"hi Arya, I'm Tomy, now I'm your brother" said Tomy smiling at Arya, but Arya looked at Tomy unhappily, feeling older than Tomy, and since then the problem of who is older has always been a problem between them.
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