Revenge, Unreply

Unexpected Day

The poor girl, still crying in her father's belly button. He did not care about the rain that flushed his body and his gray white clothes that had been dirty with clay. Losing his father for good is like a nightmare in life, Miss.

The girl, Miss Vahirra and only 18 years old, had to live a day after her father died in an accident.

"Patient Nduk." A gentle swab on his back from Bik Inah, his neighbor. Can't reduce the sadness she's experiencing right now.

Miss, still crying hysterically. The people who took Mr. Muklis to his final resting place could only stare bitterly at him.

*"Sorry, we can't save him." *That sentence continues to ring in Miss's memory, and her world is shattered. The sentence was like a whip that struck his heart. The sense of loss he felt, he could not describe with words. What he had to live after his father's departure. All he has, is his father. While his mother, had long left them because they could not live all the shortcomings with Mr. Muklis. Rela left her little daughter for the sake of a rich man.

"Bik, I'm not ready. I'm not ready to lose Dad, Bik." Miss's cry still can't be controlled. Only Bik Inah remained faithful to accompany him, while the other mourners began to leave the cemetery one by one.

"We'll all be back there. God loves your father more, so He calls your father sooner. Your father will definitely get a better place there." Imbuh Bik Inah tried to make Miss accept the reality, which in fact was very bitter.

"Only the Father I have, the place where I grumble, the place where I complain. Where I depend for life, Bik! What should I do after he's gone? Everything was so sudden. I'm not ready yet, I'm really not ready to face this harsh world alone." Lirih Miss.

Even though as hard as she pleads, her father will not return. Life should go on even without loved ones. The Miss's shelter from the cruel world. Now living a kara is something that he inevitably has to face. I don't know what his life will be like after the departure of a very meaningful person in his life.

***

*POV MISS*

One week passed, I was still locked up in my room. I chose not to go to school anymore.

To finance my daily life I can not afford, what else if I have to pay school fees.

My vegetable-seller father didn't leave much money for me after his departure.

And I don't have the savings to save my life.

I was still crying, even though I was all my strength to let Dad go. What can I do besides that?

As time went on, I chose to sell my neighbor's traveling cake that kindly offered me a job.

And that was enough to help me, at least enough to eat me everyday. Even though I can only eat once a day from the sale of the cake. But that was more than enough for me to survive.

***

The day my life changed.

The life I was living was fine without any problems. Even if you can only eat once a day. It's now changing like living in hell.

*

"Awv..." Unintentionally, I got hit by a car while trying to make my cake.

All the cakes are scattered.

I did not care about my bruised arm because it was stuck, but immediately ran to pick up the scattered cakes.

"Oh my God how is this." I murmured in my heart. My tears are blocked. Without these cookies I would not be able to eat today. Moreover, the cakes there is no one selling any of it. Besides, I also have to pay.

"Sorry.. Im sorry. I was not intentional."

I looked at the source of the voice. A middle-aged father. With a very sorry expression.

"Yes sir, it's okay." I turned back and focused on picking up the cookies.

"You-you!" The father was cut off. "Why Mr Muklis?" Further again.

I looked up to hear that phrase.

"How do you know?"

Instead of answering my question, the Father actually noticed my appearance that looked seedy and tangled.

Seeing his strange appearance, I decided to leave the Father.

"Wait!" It was again, when I intended to leave him.

I stopped my steps, and looked.

The father stepped closer to me.

"Can I take you home? I have something to say."

I just fell silent.

"About your father." Further.

***

I let the Father in, and sat in his alakadar guest room.

"What do you want to say?"

I started the conversation.

"I'd like to apologize earlier."

"For what?"

"Actually, my son hit your father."

"What!" I asked, even though it was very clear to hear the words of the Father.

"Of course, the accident was unintentional. My son is under the influence of Alcohol, and driving very fast. So accidentally bumped into your dad."

I'm speechless..

I don't know what I'm thinking. Clearly, there is pain in my heart.

I was so fragile after Dad left. And for the umpteenth time. I was crying again.

"And I also had a chat for a while with your father. He told me a lot about you."

"May I return your father's favor?"

I'm looking..

"Come with me. I'll marry you to my son. That's the responsibility for what he's done. Because of his mistake, he had snatched a father from his daughter."

I don't think long. What came to my mind was REVENGE!

Somehow that thought crossed my mind. For some reason, the pain in my heart suddenly ordered me to avenge his actions that had taken my father's life.

***

No need to wait long, I came with the Father. On the way he told me a lot about his son. But none of that goes into my memory. I was busy with my plans.

I was so busy thinking about what kind of way I would take revenge on the man who took my father's life.

"Oh yeah, I forgot to introduce myself. Just call me Om Hery. If I could tell what your name is?"

"Miss Vahirra."

We arrived at his residence. An extraordinarily magnificent residence.

I even unknowingly gaped at the splendor of the house of the man I now call Om Hery.

"What house is the palace?" In my mind. Understandably, I've never seen a house this grand. Being born into a very poor family and living in a village left me very behind in global development.

"Come, I'll introduce you to my wife and kids."

I got out of the car and followed in Om Hery's footsteps.

Entering the house more precisely called the palace with an expression that I can not deny, that I was really stunned by the house.

We were immediately welcomed by the wife of Om Hery, the mother I also met while in front of the operating room. About 6 months ago.

His face looks so cheerful now. Distant from the time of the incident in the hospital.

"Ma, introduce. This is Miss, Mr. Muklis' son."

The mother's face changed. He looks confused. Then smiled awkwardly at me.

I returned her sincere smile.

"Let's sit down, have something to talk to my husband about."

The two old men passed by leaving me alone in the big room.

I stepped closer to the sofa that looked not far from where I was standing.

I sat there watching every corner of the room. It is filled with luxurious furniture.

I waited long enough. And I don't know what they're talking about.

After yawning for the umpteenth time, I just saw the mother coming out the door and coming to see me. And now he is alone without being accompanied by Om Hery beside him.

"Sorry to keep you waiting a long time." Speaks kindly.

"Tante has discussed the problem with Om. And we decided to get you married when you finished school. Aren't you still in High School now ?" He's making.

I'm nodding. "But I've dropped out of aunty school."

"It's okay. We'll send you to school."

I just fell silent, I'm not interested in the marriage at all. What I'm curious about now is. Where is the figure of the man who had hit my father.

"Let's go show me your room."

I got up from my seat. And follow his steps.

"Thank you Tan.."

"Ambarlite.. Just call Aunt Ambar." He said as he continued to move.

***

Someone knocked on the door of the room just after I had been asleep for a while.

The door opened without waiting for me to open it.

And it turns out it was Aunt Ambar.

"Let's eat first." With so friendly. Yes, I was starving earlier.

I stepped up while replying to Aunt Ambar's friendly smile.

When I went down the stairs I could immediately see at the dining table there was Om Hery and his two twin daughters. I could tell right away when I saw them wearing the same clothes and a face with 99% resemblance%.

I sat down next to Aunt Ambar while throwing a smile at Om Hery and her twin daughters.

Om Hery smiled back, and different things with his twin daughter who immediately showed her dislike of me.

And I can understand him so much.

"Who is he ?" Ask one of the twin daughters. And it seems like they're the same age as me. That's my estimate.

"Secondly, she's Miss Vahirra. From now on he'll be staying with us." Oh Hary explained.

"WHAT!" Simultaneously. It is clear that they were very surprised by Om Hary's explanation.

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