THE BARA OF THE PAST

The Journey of Gathering Courage

For Devano, life is a journey of gathering courage. Running from one decision to another. The decision to try and fail, the decision to offer and then rejected, the decision continues to struggle even though it is more often not appreciated.

Sometimes Devano feels that fate is so joking. The news about Baskoro is his real father, not Dedi's father as he thought so far was enough to shock him.

One blow about the lie can be quickly pushed aside. He still accepted the reason why his mother kept the secret. His mother said it was all for his own good.

Yes, mother's reason was to keep her feelings in check, but for Devano it was tantamount to stuffing her with deliberate pain. 

After hearing the full story of Eva's life journey, Devano is determined to find her father. Whatever happens the man must know that due to his irresponsible actions, a human child is born who cannot choose who his father and mother are. A child raised in a lie about his biological father.

Now Devano found another reason. He wanted to beat up the man with his own hands. Seek it to the ends of the world if necessary, then swear it, then strike it firmly in the jaws to avenge his mother's heartache, as well as his disappointment. 

He still remembered after the wedding day, Ridwan's uncle and his mother had a big fight.

"Why don't you stop when Ijab kabul?" His mother screamed while crying. 

"Teeth, how do I know. It all happened very quickly. My focus is how Devano did not mispronounce the agreement. Dev, isn't it on the invitation written by Liodra bint Hernowo? Why can it change?" ask Ridwan not out of thought.

He feels helpless. He knew that Liodra was not Hernowo's son, he had consciously heard the name Baskoro Setyadi, but did not expect that Baskoro was the same person.

Fuck indeed! The man not only gave a stain to his brother, but also broke the heart of his own son. 

"Om Hernowo told the ruler before Ijab kabul. Dev just found out. Dev's mind focused so as not to repeat the ijab. Don't blame uncle. We should be thanking Ela. From her I know about Baskoro."

Devano no longer mentions 'father'. Anger burns him to the point where all he has in his brain is hatred. He hates Baskoro, he's disappointed in his mother. 

"That name is in your bloodstream, Devano. I won't lose it again. Had you not fallen asleep when Ijab kabul, you might have stopped."

"Mom, what's the difference? Canceled and cancelled are the same! It's all happening! Now Dev's mind is Liodra. We haven't communicated yet. Please come to her house again. Make sure Liodra is okay. Uncle please apologize to his family. We are hard on this, but Liodra is sicker."

Devano looked at Ridwan and his mother in turn. Sometimes Eva is like seeing a part of Baskoro's self attached to Devano's personality. The name that makes Devano present to the world, as well as throwing it into the abyss of deepest disappointment.  

The car brakes suddenly creaked violently as Zara stepped on it forcefully. Devano was shocked. Fortunately he was wearing a seat belt, so his body was only pushed forward, a little more his head hit the dashboard of the car. 

"Zara why? Oh, my God, did you hit something?" Devano panicked to see Zara as if she was hitting something. 

"Where do I know? Isn't it your job to watch over me? You have been daydreaming ever since. Let's just go home. That's enough, I don't want to learn to drive anymore." 

The girl in white pulled the gear lever to the letter R and pressed the gas firmly. Again, Devano almost fell. The car is moving back at high speed. 

"Zara slowly! Okay, okay I was wrong. I'm sorry! Calm yourself, calm down, stop stopping first, okay .. step on the brakes slowly."

Zara stepped on the brakes but did not slow down like Devano's orders. Still in a retreating position he quickly stepped on the brakes. As a result, Devano almost slammed again. 

"Okay, Zara we moved, now I'm the one holding the wheel. We switch positions" Devano ordered as he raised his hand to the side.

Zara got out of the car and slammed the door hard. Devano knew the girl was upset. This is all his fault. If he stays focused, Zara will definitely not lash out. If Zara complains to her papa, they can run their dealings. 

"We're looking for a comfortable place to talk." Devano looked at the girl beside him. Zara must be appeased. It's only been a few days that Zara wants to talk to him.

Earlier the girl was hysterical and thought Devano was her former fiance. Zara was severely depressed because she was not married.

Her fiance was caught with another girl.

After six months of rehabilitation, the sad-faced girl kept her emotions and heartache. Surya Winardi, papa Zara made all efforts for the recovery of her daughter. 

Surya and Devano's conversation is not just about buying and selling cars. Surya wants Devano to accompany Zara, teaching her how to drive, although Zara has learned to drive several times before. Surya has another assessment of Devano.

He searches for information about Devano and finds out the fact Devano is an honest and hardworking young man. The owner of the car showroom where Devano works is Surya's relation. Surya Winardi has his own plans for Devano. 

Zara got out of the car to the cafe where Devano stopped her car. A large garden cafe. They're headed for the beautiful back garden. The atmosphere of the open green garden made Zara relax. 

"Where do you know this place? Rarely in Jakarta is a place like this" he said, taking off his hat and sunglasses. His white skin looked red. 

"This place was not built long ago. Previously a rundown warehouse. Since there is a new monorail line, it is now starting to get crowded. What do you want to drink?"

"Milkshake. I'm still full" he replied briefly.

"So what are you doing now?" devano asked after the waiter took their order note. 

"Yes, after graduating from college I was confused about what to do. Help me at the office. It just so happens that papa again has a project in Bogor. Open land for new clusters. I help you, because I'm the basic management, so I can go anywhere." The girl pulled out her phone and took aim at some corner of the cafe and the garden that stole her attention. 

"A selfie? Or do I want to take a photo?" Devano knows that girls usually like selfies in Instagramable places.

He has been a photographer for Liodra several times. Not infrequently they fight small because the photos of the shots are not as Liodra wants. Many times such events require him to be more observant looking for shooting angles. The key is one, do not let Liodra look fat or short.

Ah, how his heart longs for his lover who is now his sister. Aw, ****! Again Liodra could not leave his mind.

"Not importantly, selfies. Want what? Show-off?" replied Zara indifferently. I don't know why Devano started to like Zara. This girl with all her cold attitude was like keeping something that made Devano want to get to know her further. 

"Girls usually love selfies."

"Except me," tangkis Zara. "I'm not a busy person using filters, trus share with great captions. Imaging. We don't have to explain anything to anyone else."

Devano felt insinuated by the words of Zara. She even repeatedly made captions on Instagram after the failure of her marriage. Explain that he is okay.

"How do others know about us if we don't explain?" ask Devano. 

"You're marketing. All you need to show is the product you're selling, not you." 

"Wow .. pantes looks like your dad really hopes you get back to the office. You're lucky that someone's guiding you, Zara. You can be a great businessman like your papa." 

Their views meet. Zara quickly lowered her face. Devano also shifted his gaze. There was a subtle swish felt while with Zara.  The smooth and poignant swish that had made him restless.

Liodra still inhabited his heart even though he slowly tried to let out. Devano couldn't get away with it that fast, even if he tried. Just last night Devano made a caption on Instagram.

'And since then our love has died, for in your mind room I have not run. For in every tear of your eyes I am no longer the one you cry. Yeah, and ever since, I've been learning to strengthen my heart.' 

He still expected Liodra to give emoticons love as usual. It was him who was still trying to hold the burden of grief on his left hand, while the right hand was busy asking for help. Unfortunately, no one can help him. 

Now in front of him there is a girl without make up, does not like selfies, does not try to sweet face. The girl who has gone through a difficult time in her life trying to appear as she is, to be herself.

"Hi Devano, how are you? Wow ... I didn't think we could meet here." A voice greeted him. A familiar voice. A tall, slender girl with curly hair, and thin cheeks smiled towards her.