RESTU (For you, Aleesa)

Chapter 89. Repeating Memory

A Restu Ranendra does not mess with his words. He realized his words by packing things that are not much.

Restu was silent for a moment when two days ago he saw Doctor Rocki's men coming to the mansion. Usually, if they come, Restu is immediately called. However, at that time it was not. Restu who wanted to go down was like being blocked. There was still a big question mark on his mind.

"What's the matter exactly?"

"Give up, the cave doesn't care" he murmured. He sighed in relief and smiled slightly. He will return to his country and will give up his job. She wants to be happy with her family and her fiance. Working under the orders of the papih was much better. That would keep him and Aleesa from being this distance apart. LDR is really torturous.

"I'm coming home, Pih, Mih," he muttered looking happy. "I'm coming, Lovely."

A high expectation from a Restu Ranendra. Just opening the door, he was blocked by two bodyguards. Gemke and his men. Sontak Restu clucked in annoyance.

"Surge!"

"Sorry, can't Mr. R." Gemke answered so cruelly. It came out of Restu's mouth.

"Don't let this hand produce a mark on your face, Gemke!" Restu is really windy. However, Gemke instead pushed him into his room again which was in Zenith's madam house.

"Damn hell!" Restu's hand has given a raw bogem until blood poured profusely in Gemke's nose. If, being angry Restu is like a man of infidelity. Nothing will stop him.

The other bodyguards wanted to avenge him, but Zenith's madam voice stopped his movement. Madam Zenith came with teary eyes. Restu was already caught off guard by seeing it.

"Raje!"

Restu's body stiffened when he heard that name.

"Raje, it's Mamih, honey." Madam Zenith hugged Restu. Restu was still frozen.

"Mamih misses you very much, dear. So missed." Zenith's madam hand was already coiled on Restu's back. However, Restu still did not move.

The middle-aged woman stared fixedly at the face of Restu who looked still in disbelief. He's already cupped Restu's face.

"This is Mamih, honey. Mamiih you."

Restu even thin. He lowered Zenith's madam hand and said, "my mother is in Indonesia and not you."

"She's just your foster mom, Raje. Mamih, this is your body." Madam Zenith had already patted her chest.

"You can lie to everyone, but Mamih knows everything about you and your adoptive family, son. They're very sneaky."

"Enough, Madam. Don't ever tell them my foster family. They are my family. I was born from their hands. So, never anything bad about them in front of me." Tired and tired, that's what Restu felt

"I'm sick of all this drama." Restu turned body. He already did not want to meet the Zenith madam anymore.

"Raje, if you don't believe me, read this." Madam Zenith handed the white envelope to Restu. Zenith's madam's face was already wet from tears.

Restu's steps stopped. At first he didn't want to, but it was like someone was forcing him to turn his body around again. He also grabbed the white envelope. His body stiffened greatly when reading the contents. Then, he stared fixedly at Madam Zenith's face.

"This is Mamih, Raje. Mammih." Restu.

"Mamih is alive, son. This is Mamih Rea," pointed Zenith's madam at him.

"No. You must be lying!" Restu really wants to go.

"Son, Mamih is indeed the woman who gave birth to you, son. If you don't believe ... You have a birthmark on your right back, and you once said to Mamih if it wasn't a birthmark, but a tattoo like the bad guys in the movie." The bag that had been attached to one of the shoulders of Restu was slumped instantly.

"You remember, kid. Every time Mamih buys you chocolate, you keep it because you don't like chocolate. To the point that your closet is filled with Mamih's chocolate. When Mamih asks why the chocolate is not eaten, you answer if you do not like chocolate and you also do not want to make Mamih sad because they refuse the chocolate from Mamih." Madam Zenith said with wet eyes and Restu, her brain was twisting the memory of that time.

"Mamih, still alive, son. This is your mother, the woman who gave birth to you." Madam Zenith had already hugged Restu's body so tightly. However, Restu did not reply at all

"Don't go, son. Don't leave Mamih."

Every word Zenith madam could not hear. All the memories in his head were twisting past events. As her body froze, Madam Zenith took Restu to the edge of the bed. He looked inward at the son.

"Stay here with Mamih. Follow Mamih, Son. Mamih is very sure we will be happy even if only the two." A warm kiss of Zenith madam gave to Restu who was sitting on the edge of the bed. He left, leaving his son to think for a moment. Sudan must be very shocked.

After the door of his room closed, Restu's tears just shed. There was no happiness in his face. He seemed to be venting his sadness that had been more than twenty years he was alone with the physical and heart injuries he had experienced.

He lowered his head, he sobbed and he closed both his eyes with his palm as he did not want to go back to recalling that time. The time where the happiness he received was only ten percent, the rest was only wounds and pain that he could be silent.

Screams, cries, and tears were now circling his head. There are no good memories with her mother. His mother was at home, but not completely taken care of it. He is passionate about his world. While his son only bought toys and snacks to be at home playing in the room so that everyone thought if he cared for Restu well. But, it's not like that the truth

However, Restu never protested, the important thing was that his mother was beside him was more than enough. If, his father who was beside him was certain he would never have survived.

"Twenty-three years left and now it's coming again." A small smile was engraved on his face that was wet with tears.

Her tears were still flowing and now the shadows of Nesha and Rindra's face were turning around her head. The warm welcome from his adoptive parents will never be forgotten.

"Don't be afraid, son. Mama will always be by your side. Hugging you to take away your trauma."

"Boy should be able to fight, son. Enforce the truth you hold. Remember, Papih will be in the vanguard to defend you."

"I wasn't born from Mamih's womb. Not even Papih's blood flowed in my body, but Restu Ranendra was born from your hands. You formed me until I was like this, and I will never forget that." Restu smiled with tears still dripping.

"I know where I belong, which is with you." Restu stood up, he let out a rough sigh. He washed his face before leaving.

His steps came to a halt when he sensed something lacking that he was carrying. He tried to check his bag and it turned out that the passport and visa he had were not in the wallet where his valuables were stored. The family photos he often took with him have disappeared.

"Sat bang!!"

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.A photo had already been burned and a smile full of happiness emanated on his face. Also, his passport and visa were burned

"You can never leave."