Saga And Dusk
Chapter 12
Helen was calmer. He did his usual activities even though he had not yet entered work. Helen had a lot of self-introspection, maybe she too soon decided to get married. Should be a woman who has been married, she prefers a prospective husband. Good in front of us is not necessarily also his heart is good. But the rice has become porridge. Fortunately, they were unable to marry.
Helen decided later that afternoon to visit her husband's grave. He misses Prasetya. While sweeping the courtyard, Helen pondered a lot.his selfishness in marrying Dusk to his regret. Is his daughter going to be okay? But seeing Saga being nice, Helen was sure Twilight was happy.
"Mommy?" Helen looks. He was surprised to see a young man standing in front of him. The man had a familiar face. His jawline was firm, reminding Helen of someone but who?
"Who are you?" tanyanya's confused.
"Mom, I'm Atroya mah! Mamah's son." Helen was glued for a moment she was aware of something. Atroya, the name Prasetya gave to their first child. Helen was stunned for a moment, the one before her was Atroya. The son he missed so much. The child who became the flower in Helen's dream. Want to feel clutching this tall body but remember his promise to someone. Helen moved backwards, threw her broom in any direction and ran into the house.
"Mommy.. mommy!!" Troy screams while chasing his mother. He did not know what his mistake was so Helen avoided it. Is Troy considered a dangerous stranger?
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Helen shut the door of the house. He was scared, the threat of a grandfather Troy was not a joke. Helen should be grateful that Troy has been raised with all the luxury and nothing. Helen did not want grandiose, she was very grateful because her eldest son grew up and was very handsome. It's okay if Troy doesn't know his mother's alive.
"Mamah.. mamah..open mah!!" Troy broke down the door of the house but the wooden door did not budge in the least. While Helen who was behind the door decayed, crying smothering her own mouth. He wanted to hug Troy, but he was on his deathbed.
Sorry-sorry, that's what Helen muttered in her heart. He was guilty of Troy but his power was too weak to resist Vishnu, Troy's grandfather. He was afraid that if he accepted Troy's presence, the old man would disturb his other son, Dusk.
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The Adhitama family is gathering together for dinner. Dusk patiently and deftly picked up the plate for everyone. He prepared side dishes, vegetables and also rice. Sometimes they are treated like a maid. But thankfully Devi did not discuss her mother's failed marriage.
"Senja, when is your graduation?" ask Hermawan Adhitama. Dusk looks very serious when composing a thesis.
"The end of the year pah," he replied politely as he took a seat to sit beside Saga .
" After you graduate, Papah has plans to place you in the company. How do you want to?".
"Father..." Devi protested. "And we have Saga, why does papah even show Dusk for work in our company?"
"Fire recruits competent and intelligent employees. Not a unstable child like Saga who just graduated from college. Busy as racing and workshop efforts that have no future".
"My workshop is clearly pah. Don't doubt Saga's efforts!" The Hermawan who doubted the credibility of his son was merely throwing his face away, sneering at what Saga said.
"What is your outcome? Nothing, nothing. There's a tombok papah!"
"If Saga's rowdy will prove to papah. I'll focus on the workshop. I'll stay in the workshop!!" Instantly Devi directly put down the spoon violently. Heard that his son was going to get out of the house.
"Eh. can't! Saga cannot leave home. The workshop is dirty, how does he eat it? The mosquitoes are many, she definitely can't sleep there!" Hermawan rolled his eyes lazily. This is why Saga became an independent child because of Devi who always spoiled him.
"Yes, where can Saga live there? He's mama's son..." Hermawan did deliberately say that so that Saga's emotions ignited. It's not that he doesn't love his son, Hermawan just wants Saga independent. Perhaps by staying in the workshop, the child could feel how hard life was.
"I still want to stay in the workshop, I want to prove that I can be independent! But I also asked Papah for something." Hermawan smiled, sure enough Saga was provoked.
"No, I asked Dusk to come with me." Saga's father immediately glared. He planned to educate his son-in-law to be his successor even now his own son deliberately kept Dusk out of his reach.
"Papah asked Dusk to his mother not to be invited to live hard. Papah disagrees. If you are working from zero. Don't make Dusk to live in your kayak." Devi. Why her husband loves people's children more than Saga. If Dusk comes out of the house, Devi will be happy. He'll make a 7 day 7 night.
"Saga's her husband pah. Wherever I go, Dusk must come!" said Saga steady without any hesitation. For Hermawan this feels awkward. Saga doesn't care if his wife will live where. Basically, their marriage is both without love. Is this Saga's way of making the girl suffer.
"Papah disagrees anyway."
"But Saga really does reward, I'm his wife. I'm going where my priest goes." Dusk does not want to be a matter of debate. Living anywhere is no problem. Even if you live here but there's no Saga, it feels bad. Because he believes Devi will hate and do more evil.
"But Dusk ...."
"Udah pah, Dusk has chosen itself. She doesn't want to be a bad wife."
Saga smiling wins. This is the plan, Dusk must get out of this house. How could he be close to his wife and win that gamble if his mother cheated on his household every day.
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Troy drank again. He doesn't think out. Why did the person she knew as the mother who had given birth to her, refuse to meet her. He was confused about what his mistake was. Where is a mother who does not love her child? Where is a mother who doesn't care about her son?
Troy is tired, his hopes of having his family again, suddenly having to evaporate into the air. He's desperate. Maybe it is true, his destiny is to become the puppet of the grandfather and have to match with a bitchy woman like Vivian.
"Sir, drink again? Drinking is not good for health, " said Ismail who saw his master holding a bottle of drink.
"Why did he run? Why should he avoid me? What wrong? I just wanted to hug her, call her Mom. Feeling like I have a mother, at least I don't feel alone."
"Your mother has a reason to do that" replied her butler briefly. Troy chuckled in horror. What reasons could justify his mother's treatment. His mother closed the door and did not want to meet.
"I just want to feel how it feels to be loved. I was happy when I found out that my mom was alive but my heart had to hurt when I knew she didn't accept me." Ishmael looked pityfully at his master. A 15-year-old boy did not meet his mother. How sad was Troy? He only knew that his mother was dead. Ishmael thought hard how to get his master back in spirit.
"Don't you have a sister?! " The head of Troy that he had originally attached to the bar table was now looking up at the word 'sister'.
"Yes, is he still alive? If you're still alive, maybe Lala is too."
"Yes, she's alive and growing up so beautiful." Troy approached Ishmael. Pulling the butler's collar with a wrathful look and staggering movements.
"Where is he? Where's Lala?" He asked Ismail to confess. But it's not Ismail if he can't be calm. Troy was squeezing the collar of his shirt. The pungent smell of alcohol also came out from the mouth of his young master.
"Where's my sister, where is she? You have to tell me, where can I find my sister!!" Ishmael calmly took off the grip of the young man he had taken care of from the little one. Then sit Troy back in the mini bar.
"I'll tell you where your sister is, if you want to get engaged to Miss Vivian." Troy wanted to spit, but he held it down by sipping another glass of vodka. Being engaged to a Vivian isn't too bad, is it? No matter if he was engaged to the woman, not necessarily they would get married.
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