Ravana's Note: Scandal

Note 30: Heritage

Ravana opened her eyes and gasped.

His chest rumbled and his breath hunted.

He glanced around her in panic. "What.." he gasped in fear.

Ravana is in his room.

What had just happened was his memory during the time he was kidnapped.

"Iwan," Fransisca was in front of him, holding both his shoulders, "That's the past. Just the past..."

"You-" Ravana swallowed his saliva, his throat hurt.

That memory...

Which he buried long enough. It's all back again.

Which makes him immune to various types of astral beings because he has seen worse.

That left her inner eyes open due to a deep sense of trauma.

Also that made him never in a relationship with any woman because in his heart there was a white flower that was violently torn.

"Sis-" Ravana's body trembled. Tears fell on his cheeks. His throat was stuck and his head was spinning.

"When they hurt me first, they want me to abort the child in my womb. But I don't want to" sizzled Fransisca.

"And the second one, I thought we both, me and my son, were not safe at the time. I'm just resigned to the situation, the important thing in my mind is just you,"

Ravana grasped Fransisca's fingers tightly. The young man did not want Fransisca to leave his side.

"Luckily, shortly after that they stopped. He said there was an invasion. I can still hear the gunshot above. I saw you fall to the floor, but you're still breathing. That's all that matters to me,"

Ravana stroked Fransisca's cheek, "Really, to me only you are important. I sacrificed myself and my fetus for you" the woman sighed.

"Why?" Ravana held onto Fransisca's head gently, "Why do you do that?"

"Insting only," murmured Fransisca. "Where do I think you're not an indiscriminate child, and your quest will save many. Turns out I was right..."

Ravana did not answer, only looking at Fransisca with her sad eyes. The woman raised her hand and wiped her tears.

“You've grown into a real man,” Fransisca murmured, “And I noticed the process. My soul is bound to you, probably because until the end I thought only of you,”

Ravana catches Fransisca's hand and watches her.

It was the last hand he saw before he fainted.

White skin that seemed thin, soft as silk with some greenish veins imagined, also her fingers that lentic with pink knuckles like cherry blossoms blooming.

Only difference, this time perfectly installed in Fransisca's body, not drenched in blood.

“I didn't even expect my fetus to develop when I was unconscious,” Fransisca looked at Iwan with a happy smile,. “Iwan, my current form is adapting to my son. Fortunately, he looks so much like me. Then I began to reflect on what if this child grew up, and created this figure. That's why Eyang Gandhes called me Fransita. Combined from my name, Fransisca, and my son's name, Sita.

“You look like Fransisca in my memory,”

“It's a little different, my eyes are green. Sita's eyes are black and her hair is darker. Maybe his father.. I don't know who, but everything related to me is a private man-”.

“Don't talk about it, I don't want to know it,” cut Ravana.

“Ah, yes, right too,” Fransisca smile back. At his worst, he always smiled at Ravana. “You heard something else?”

“Bad? Okay?”

“Bad for you, maybe. But good for me,”

“If it is good for you, just say,” Ravana again slowly kissed Fransisca's fingers gently. There was a soft laugh from his lips.

“Iwan, my time may be just a little while longer,”

Ravana closed her eyes and took a deep breath. For a long time he knew this, but his feelings for Fransisca were not as strong as they are now. Francisca had long been tormented in pain, and she would soon be free.

“I'll see you tomorrow. I hope you wait for me,” said Ravana.

“Hopefully God is pleased, I will wait for you,” said Fransisca.

When the mind of two people is already bound to each other, no doubt a sense of belonging to each other is created. Ravana felt that he would not meet the figure of the woman in front of him after the night ended. Memory 11 years ago is still clearly remembered, but according to him Fransisca who was in front of him with the Tasmirah who always smiled charming in his memory is not much different.

The state of the room when it was dark and dim, but at this time the state of the room was brightly lit.

What will be in his memory clearly is the present.

Ravana gently pulled Fransisca's neck, then slowly kissed the woman's lips. A natural impulse from a man who s3ksual has matured, regardless of in front of him is human or not.

The first time Ravana kissed a woman, and the young man gave the moment to the woman who had wholeheartedly sacrificed her life for Ravana.

In fact, the two of them feel bound to each other. Not just the soul, but the heart.

The touch of their lips that had just stuck, began to push tightly against each other, as if everything would never be enough. They wanted again and again, more feeling the passion that bit by bit started to invade their entire bloodstream.

And when the young man's libido began to peak, it was his embrace that was getting tighter. Ravana hugged Francisca as if she did not want to lose her. In his mind, it recalled the scene after scene that the beautiful woman had experienced in the past. At that time little Ravana could do nothing, now he kissed the woman and grabbed her as if protecting her from anything that threatened her life.

Even though Ravana knew it was too late.

Especially when suddenly his hands were empty. The figure of the woman seemed to disappear. Ravana opened her eyes and looked at Fransisca with a pus.

“Sisca..”.

“My energy, out, Sorry,”

“A-”

“Sst,” Fransisca pasted her index finger to Ravana's lips, “Don't tell me that, our relationship has no future,”

“But-”

“Please, give it your first time for the entitled, but not me, Iwan. Not me,”

“A-”

“I too, if you understand what I mean. I'm the one talking,” Fransisca kissed Ravana again, “I love you too,”

Ravana again can only be glued still.

“I will wait for you tomorrow,” and her figure fades.

Leaving the silent Ravana while staring blankly ahead.

The woman disappeared, again vanished. Again Ravana is helpless against the situation.

“Ah,” and her tears fell again.

And the young man got down on his knees, regretting everything that happened. As he knows, no one is guilty of this and regrets only a false shadow. All are His lines, man has only hope.

*

*

“Iwan,” Sebastian Bataragunadi appears on Ravana's doorstep. His eyes filled with concern for his son.

“Papa,” greet Ravana while looking down. Slowly he tried to get up even though he still felt very weak.

Ravana sat on the edge of his bed rubbing his face, removing all tears that soaked his cheeks and chin.

Mr. Sebastian saw everything, heed everything. In silence.

He also regretted what happened. There are many questions about why, why and why.

Does the road to happiness have to be sad like this? It's very steep then. Why his family life is not as easy as other people, and why various scary things must happen to his son and wife. Be it Milady or Trevor, both of them have also experienced heavy things.

“Very much care Papa gives you, but still Papa kecolongan. So much energy and money to protect you from danger, still the threat always comes,” Mr. Sebastian entered his son's room calmly, pulled one of the chairs and sat in front of Ravana.

“That time, we were just a step away from firing Gopar. So far he was suspected of being involved in the organization of drug sales and human trafficking, but we do not have evidence. The problem is when the recruitment, track record is quite good, he was just tempted to Illegal activities precisely when joining the GSA. We do a lot of raids into organizations that the Police can't touch,”

Ravana only listened in silence, like being able to read the heart, Mr. Sebastian told what Ravana really wanted to hear.

“When you disappeared, we repeatedly passed through that building. But we didn't think you were in it. Twice Arman and Rumi even searched for Gopar there, still they easily covered everything. We seem blinded by direction, no one has ever seen you and Gopar,”

“Then on the third day, the phone came. From a man named Tasmirah. In a whisper he said, three floors underground. While we saw the blue print, the basement of the building used to be only two. It turns out that where it all happened, Kuntoro used to perform his various perverted rituals, and when you were kidnapped, the same location was used for the massacre,”

Ravana just nodded while listening.

“Gopar is dead, shot Arman. His body was buried en masse with the others. The government closed our eyes, the other Tasmirah we flew to Singapore to start a new life, and tasmirah you we brought to the place of Bu Gandhes because in addition to dying he was pregnant,”

Mr. Sebastian leaned his body towards Ravana, “Iwan, the reason Papa bought the building so that you do not forget that humans are very small in the eyes of God. Everything could have happened,” it appears that Mr. Sebastian also feels concerned.

“When you go home, for a month you want to say ‘Tante’ and ‘Tasmirah’. Even a few times you disappeared, and were found in the same place, which is in the basement in a state of fainting. You sneak out of the house, you order an ojek online, you go there alone.  To the extent that in the last month Papa had to put guards to guard the building, so that if you sleepwalk we could prevent that from happening. You still go there, for 6 months many times. Until we have to put the mattress there for you to rest, until you fall asleep again, we take you home,”

“After 6 months, Papa can't take it anymore. Papa asked Garnet Bank's management to offer Kuntoro's heirs working capital, with the guarantee being the building. Papa knows they won't be able to pay the installments. So quickly the building could belong to Papa. All with the condition of Mama you don't know. Anyway, after the building Papa sita through Garnet Bank, you stop delirious and stop there again,”

“Also I lost my memory,” added Ravana.

“Betul,” replied Sebastian, “You start not to like eating meat or anything that contains animals, you like cakes and something sweet, you are not interested in women, you are not, you're upset that your mom is wearing a sexy dress and getting her hair painted. You also collect P3K boxes and various antiseptics. Even more extreme,”

“I started to see the astral and not be afraid to face them,” continued Ravana.

Sebastian sir nodded.

“Genesis I saw there, more terrible than their form,” said Ravana.

Again, Sebastian nodded. He seems to agree with Ravana.

“The building belongs to you, you were huddled there, now you stand tall on it,”

Ravana raised his face and looked at Sebastian with a strong determination. “Papa, thanks. It turns out Papa's legacy is a place that means a lot to me,”