SHINE of My Love KAMELIA At the End of Dusk

RIANTI'S STORY

Flashback...

That morning the Duke of Arayan was preparing to go to the factory with his son Idris. They had been sitting on the dining table chairs of the room facing the beach with Rahmah, his wife Idris and Vishnu.

"Vishnu... Please get his friend Idris to his room. It's not usually that he's late." The Duke's orders to his personal trust and driver.

"Okay, big sir..." Vishnu politely obeyed the Duke's orders. He got up from his sitting position and stepped towards Bram's room.

"When did Bram follow in the footsteps of your brother Rianti, Id? It's not unusual for him to have a bad luck like this. Said he wanted to jump straight into the plantation today." The Duke began to feed his food.

"Maybe he's exhausted, Pa... Last night I accompanied him to make a report that papa loaned to him yesterday. To the extent that Rahmah is raging because keep Kemil alone." Idris said and immediately glared at his wife.

The Duke chuckled at the behavior of his son and daughter-in-law.

"Hm... Papa really salutes Bram. He is very smart and very diligent. Papa was sure, after he finished his S2. He would really boast of both of his parents, plus he was an only child. The wealth and wealth of his parents did not make him arrogant and careless." The Duke praised his son's friend.

"Hmmm... Just keep praising me, Pa..." Idris pretended to be upset so the Duke chuckled again.

In front of Bram's room door. Several times Vishnu tried to knock on the door of the room, but not once did he hear the truth from inside.

Suddenly, Rianti shouted from his room located in the back. Where he feels comfortable because it directly faces the beach.

Vishnu immediately ran there, and he also found the Duke, Idris and Rahmah already there.

From the direction of the kitchen, bi Ina who still looks young comes running around in a hurry to Rianti's room.

"Kittii.." Idris knocked on the door of his room from outside. He and everyone there looked anxious at the sound of his screams.

"Riannu... What's up, deck? What's going on?" Idris brought his earlobe closer to the door of the room hoping to get an answer or a reply from within.

Idris heard his sister's sobs. He tried to pull the doorknob, and it turned out that Rianti's room door was not locked at all.

Idris sees Bram on his sister's bed in the same quilt.

"BRAZIL..." Idris was so angry to find the sight. He immediately came to Bram and pulled his arm. He beat his best friend's face so badly.

Rianti only sobbed while holding his knees on his bed.

Bi Ina and Rahmah immediately approached him and tried to calm the poor girl down.

"He's... Her... What's... What has he done to me?" Rianti asked in between his sobs.

"Have I just believed in you, and this is the return of that trust?" The Duke stared furiously at his son's friend who had been praised earlier.

"Now you leave this house, and if necessary this village..." The Duke threw the man out.

"I won't leave this village before I marry Rianti, um..." Smirked. His eyes were still staring at Rianti with wounds.

One fist from Idris drifted back to Bram's cheek.

"Don't ever wish that I'd approve of you marrying my sister... From now on... Our friendship is over..." Idris raised his voice.

"What if Rianti's pregnant with my son?" Bram kept staring softly at Rianti.

Rianti looked up at Bram, immediately shaking his head. He was so shocked to hear Bram's words.

"No.... Not likely... It can't be..." His voice is getting hysterical.

"If true... I'll ask him to abort the baby he contains." All eyes turned towards the Duke. Except Bram's eyes. He stared at Rianti's face.

"No, Pa... Rianti does not want... Better Rianti accept Bram's offer to marry him, than Rianti should be a sinner." Bram silently smiled at Rianti's reply.

"You know what you're about sin? If you knew about sin, this shouldn't have happened..." The Duke did not seem to accept any reason from his daughter.

"Sister Idris..." Rianti looked at her brother full of pleading. Her tears were falling non-stop.

Idris was in between right and wrong back then, unfortunately he didn't know which was wrong and which was right.

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