RESTU (For you, Aleesa)

216. Unpacking Yourself

"Sir-"

Kalfa turned his head, he squinted his eyes when he saw a woman he did not recognize at all. The woman who called him a son to herself.

"You who?"

Kalfa looked at the woman's eyes. There was a day mixed with longing that the look in his eyes said. Not getting an answer from the woman, she began to look at Restu. The husband of Aleena's sister was just staring at her flatly.

"Never believe what that woman says."

Satria's voice was heard so clearly. Kalfa turned his head, his father's eyes looked terrified.

"He's a big liar."

Kalfa's forehead swooped sharply. He looked at his father in wonder.

"What did this aunt say?" The woman in front of him said nothing.

Satria was silent. Restu smiled thinly. The fear lodged in Satria's heart made her dismantle her own card. Stupidity he shouldn't have done.

"Kok I suspect Papih is hiding something from me." Kalfa began to look at the papih.

"Ti-no-"

"It's true your father kept a big secret." That woman answered. Kalfa fell silent and turned towards the woman who was sitting in a wheelchair.

"What do you mean, Auntie?"

"Don't listen to the words"

"Stop, Pih!"

Satria was surprised because Kalfa dared to snap at her. He also dared to look at the father with a hostile look. For fifteen years with Kalfa he had only seen Kalfa like this.

"I just want to know the truth."

Restu smiled hearing that. He glanced towards Satria with disdain. While Satria had already died a step.

"Fine please, Fa. Don't listen to the full explanation of the lie."

"Enough, Mum!"

Now the frozen Kalfa heard the name coming out of the mouth of the woman who was with Restu.

"Mas."

Kalfa was getting clueless. He froze even more and could only stand staring at the face that was now bathed in tears. A face full of deep sadness.

"Five hundred million doesn't make me happy. I felt like I had lost half my soul and had thrown away my own flesh and blood at the request of a biological father who had no heart."

There are a lot of tears that willa let out. Every melt of tears made Kalfa's heart feel sick and sad.

"What does Auntie mean I don't understand."

Kalfa is suddenly stupid. He understood what the woman he didn't know her name explained, but his ego was still high and didn't want to believe what he heard.

"I ... I'm the woman who gave birth to you, son."

Kalfa was shocked by what the woman in front of him said. He looked towards the father who was already pale-faced. There was no answer from the man.

"Pih, is that right?" Satria was silent again. Mouth crotched.

"Miss Queen is the mother who gave birth to you." The burly man opened his voice. The man was none other than the father's son.

Kalfa's eyes began to dew. He did not believe what the big man said. His head reflexes. Seeing her son maish in disbelief, the woman opened her voice again.

"You got this, don't you, son."

The woman in the wheelchair gave a white gold necklace bearing her name, Kalfa. For the umpteenth time he shook his head slowly with tears already held back.

"That's the necklace I left in the cardboard when I dumped you on the orders of your real father, Mas Satria."

Tests.

Clear thread drips just like that.

"I'm Papih's foster son. I'm not his real son." The sound of Kalfa began to tremble. "My mother is dead" he said.

"He has taken care of you, but Mother who conceived you for nine months even though your father told Mother to abort you. I don't want to." The voice of Queen Karina, the woman in the wheelchair was shaking violently.

"Mother is indeed a woman of the night, but Mother still has instincts. I don't want to be a heartless human being. Animals are not like that" he explained.

Satria could not say anything. He closed his eyes for a moment hearing the words of the Queen, the night woman who loved him after Satria had worn it.

"I'm your mother, Kalfa. It's Mom, son."

...***To Be Continue***...

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