Revenge, Unreply

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Anggara smiled wryly. "You're making a big mistake Anggara!" Anggara cursed himself.

"Fugitive.." Call Aunt Ambar, when Anggara wants to go into his room.

"Yes Ma."

"Papa's work for a minute." Imbuh Aunt Ambar, after which he passed away. Anggara also followed the steps of his mother from behind.

Arriving in that room. The tense atmosphere immediately felt, as if Anggara would be tried in there.

Anggara sat right in front of his father who was waiting for him on the sofa in his study.

"Do you still see Miss often?" Ask Om Hary without saying anything.

"So our discussion is now about him?"

"Just answer what your Papa Anggara asks." Imbuh Aunt Ambar mediates.

"Yes, I still see him a lot." Answer Anggara accordingly.

"Stop meeting him from now on." That sentence was a little heavy coming out of Om Hary's mouth. That's not entirely his decision. Aunt Ambar was involved in the unilateral decision.

"I mean Papa?" Anggara asked with a puzzled expression. Wasn't his father very insistent on marrying them before, then. Why did he cancel it now.

"Papa decided to cancel your marriage. Instead, Papa will give Miss alimony until she finishes her S2." All this time, Om Hary was financing Miss's tuition. But not with his days. But this time, Om Hary decided to bear it all. Meal money, school, and everything Miss needs. "And we'll move to Europe the day after tomorrow." Om Hary after that.

"What do you think?" Ask Om Hary, when not getting a response from Anggara.

"For what did Papa ask Anggara? We just need to follow our decision. After all, he's been forced to come up with Papa's ridiculous idea." Imbuh Aunty Ambar.

While Anggara, still silent a thousand languages. His gaze blankly stared at the several books lying on the table before him. His mind drifted somewhere.

"Is this the right decision? It's profitable for me, but what about the girl! He will be very disappointed. Uh! Never mind, he will definitely have his own life later. We will not meet again either. He will also be compensated by Papa. He doesn't have to work anymore to finance his life."

"Fugitive! Did you hear Mama!" Aunt Ambar patted Anggara's shoulders softly which looked dreamy.

"Yes Ma."

"Hurry and clean up your things. We don't have much time."

"Empp good Ma! Then excuse me first."

"Yeah dear." There was clearly a happy smile from the middle-aged woman's face. He was happy, finally able to save his son's life from the match. He did not care about the promise that had been said to Alm.Ayah Miss when he begged Miss Father to be willing to donate his heart to Anggara.

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Anggara went back into his room, broke down his body. But this time, it was precisely Miss's sad face that flashed in her memory. How Miss cried before him is clearly reflected in the memory of Anggara at this time.

"Stupid! Why do you think about that woman again Anggara, playtime is over. Now go back to your normal days!" Anggara got back up, took out a large suitcase from his place, then packed his clothes and belongings. Anggara steadily left Miss just like that without saying goodbye.

^TO BE CONTINUED^