Reply Revenge Tuk Former

Chapter 14

Of the mostly male entities that tried to approach Bella, currently only Arga Mahardika was able to approach her heart easily. For Bella, Arga has the same taste with the taste of being with Alisa. This feeling did not form in a short time. He knew Arga two years ago. And counting the last few months Bella began to get to know Arga more closely thanks to Alisa also who switched professions trying to open a dating agency.

Bella initially rejected Alisa's proposal. She was embarrassed because Alisa had openly told Arga to approach her. Jeez really what Alisa did was always passing carelessly. For Alisa it is better to do something than to stay and later regret. A principle that has been held for the rest of his life.

But for Bella, he is not a typical brave with high confidence who can do such a thing.

Bella has to admit the last few months have been a lot more fun. Arga often gives her little attention which makes Bella feel calm. Not to mention Arga is included in a good listener. Arga who happens to be older than him by three years has the nature of an older brother.

If you can judge the physical Arga has a level that is not inferior to some celebrities or top actors. Her skin is not as bright white as Korean artists. Arga has mature brown skin typical of Asians, making it look sweet plus dimples that pop when smiling. High and contained body posture makes it look manly.

Sometimes Bella doubted if she was, only she was now close to Arga. Seeing what Arga has is impossible if men seem to be only close to one woman.

"Bel, when do you want to play in Bandung?" The sound of barito echoed filling the room with gray walls.

The warm face radiated staring at the camera like a figure in the screen of his phone talking directly in front of him. "Later if I'm on semester break, let's play there a little longer."

Arga smiled sweetly until it was printed clearly dimples that made it more charming.

"I'm waiting for you" said Arga at the end of his phone.

Bella's hand tried to reach for the glass near her phone. Sipped a warm honey tea that he deliberately made. Bella likes to spend a long time chatting with Arga. Sometimes if there is no chat theme they just stare at each other or accompany each other until one is willing to end the conversation.

"Bel, Jodhi's party will come, right?"

Bella seemed to think for a moment because she recalled the words of Alisa again. Either one side of his heart still felt heavy.

"Em, look at the situation, Ga― "Bella has not had time to continue her words, Arga has already fulfilled it.

"I'm coming. So my partner yeah .. please." Arga begging.

Arga's face was seen showing a plea. His eyes looked so sincere and Bella could not understand why he was always weak when Arga gave such a look.

"I try to come." Bella's final, again she had doubts about him. Even all persuasions Alisa seemed to defeat all fear and all the considerations that are full in her brain make her more lost direction.

Arga just smiled faintly.

"Okey, I hope there's good news, yeah." Little hope Arga doesn't want to force Bella at least Arga knows one of the causes.

"Em." Bella replied briefly to a smile because she also did not want to make Arga too disappointed.

About half an hour long Arga video call, he chose to lay himself in a soft bed. Whether his body feels so tired today, maybe it has something to do with the state of the store that is crowded. Force him to work extra. Shirt stores and coffee spots that Arga manages in Bandung are never empty of customers. This business was started from a joint venture between three friends.

Not long ago Arga closed his eyes the sound of knocking on the door was heard. "Den, called father." With a little stride he walked towards the door. "Waiting in the gazebo of the back garden" said the assistant of the household named Bi Anih.

From a distance there was a middle-aged man sitting in a wooden gazebo accompanied by a cup of coffee that still looked steaming. "What's up, Pa?" said Arga standing in front of the fish pond.

"Tomorrow there's dinner at the Hartono house. You have to come." With his flat tone.

Hearing that speech Arga had memorized very often he was forced to follow the will of his father who was always authoritarian.

"Arga can't, Pa. There's work tomorrow."

Without waiting for a reply from her father. Arga went back to his room. "At once according to. Always dodging. You are the only child but disappointing. What Papa's friends said later. You are always busy with your small business. Remember you're the only male worker in the family and Maha Group's future successor."

Instantly Arga steps stopped his hands clenched tightly but his body still turned back to his papa. Painful speech is often Arga heard. Papa Arga always humbled even hearing Arga was immune to receiving such words. Although his heart is always heated when facing the father he will only always remain silent and muffle his anger just because of the woman he loves.

"Papa still has another child. Ask Arleta, she's more obedient than I am exactly like her mother!" said Arga.

Either today really he was unable to regulate his emotions. His mind had been so tired since his mother lay weaker. Since the single accident two years ago in the Tol Pasteur section, Mama Arga can only lie weak in her home. All efforts have been deployed even to treatment abroad. But all the things that were done did not reap significant results.Her mother was more like a weak-lying undead. Maybe if one of the tools from his body is not installed his mother will lose his life.

"Kalo Papa is ashamed to have my rich son, mending doodles me from the family list. And one more Mama's now Arga's responsibility."

A courageous decision that Arga took in his life he really could not bear with all the pressure he received from his papa. All this time he has been patient.

The sound of creaking benches with the floor adds to the tense atmosphere. "You must renounce your Mama, Ga." With the breath held mixed with emotions.

Hearing the words coming out of the mouth of his father made Arga increasingly black, he never finished thinking his father who clearly betrayed his mother had the heart to talk like that. Immediately Arga turned his face staring sharply, full of intimidation and a look of disappointment that was very thick.

"Never, until any time I will not obey Papa's greatest desire. Don't expect that woman to be your substitute."

A thousand steps Arga took into the room of the mama who looked peaceful. His hand grabbed a weak fingers that looked pale in the wrap of several sharp needles. His head was drowned. His eyes are already glazed. The sound of the engine racing sounds at each other. Indicates the tool installed as a life support that serves as it should.

"Well, please hold on a second. Arga knew Mama was in pain to accept all this torment. Arga promised soon to relieve all this suffering."

Arga's tears that had been dammed since then were now full, can no longer be held back by melting just flowing. Arga swiftly rubbed it, he could not grieve anything else being weak. His mother always said that boys should be strong.

"Ma, tomorrow we move to a better place well." And soon Arga rose to rub the black mane of his mother and kissed the hand gently.

His heart is sobbing. How the house that was supposed to be the shelter and the most comfortable place became a hell for him. Arga did not think his father could just throw away the wife who had been loyal to accompany him after the damn woman came to bring her big belly home

Arga remembers the incident even the incident that made him realize that the woman he saw at that time in his papa office was making out was the same woman who came to his house carrying bad news and division for him his family.