The Blooming Lotus

The Nightmare that Returns

Wenie got off the blue taxi she intercepted in front of the reception building courtyard, leaving Rahma's mother who might still be busy serving her friend's chat.

He immediately entered the house and closed the door with a cry.

What a nightmare in broad daylight, he did not expect to meet the traitor who had hurt his past.

A bad memory he wanted to bury deeply. A man who wants to be forgotten desperately in his escape from the terrible terrors of two years ago.

Twisting his memory two days earlier, he now feels sorry to have to obey the will of Rahma's mother to go to the party which turned out to make him reveal himself from hiding all along.

He trudges and survives his creepy old life until he finds a comfortable environment far from where he used to live in the city of flowers.

The city of birth that even now looked at he felt reluctant. If he could he wanted to go as far as possible, further than this but he didn't know where to go?

Then he remembered someone again, then with trembling lips he tried to dare to call.

"Hello, Ma'am ..."

"Hello, Wen. Where are you now? Are you all right? Doctor Frans says you've gone home first .." scowled Rahma's mom when she answered the phone. "Hey, are you crying again, Wen?" tanyanya's worried.

Wenie reflexively wiped away the remaining tears. "Sorry, Mom. I ran away from there. That guy found me, so I had to leave Mom alone" Wenie said stammered.

"Yes. Where are you now, baby?" ask Rahma again.

"I'm already home. Don't worry, Mom," said Wenie, sighing softly.

Madam Rahma immediately felt a little calm. "Well, I want to go home now. You're fine at home, lock the door and don't open it for just anyone," mother-of-sons said before disconnecting.

"Sure, be careful on the road, ma'am."

🌷Flashback on🌷

Previously Prasetyo had a fight again with Frans when he did not succeed in chasing Wenie because it had been blocked by him.

"You owe me for it, brengs*k! I've been trying to find her all this time, now you've made her run" Prasetyo told her.

Frans grieving. "You think I care? You better stop bothering him, Pras. Looks like you've been rejected outright," Frans replied no less fierce. "He hates you, realize it."

"Shut up! I don't need your comment, goddamn it!" prasetyo yelled while throwing a punch to Frans' face, but he managed to fend off and hit back.

"Small male Pras!" ledek Frans was almost blown away in his anger.

"Don't be happy first, brengs*k!" maki Prasetyo is back.

A moment later the fistfight was inevitable, especially the two are both taekwondo black belt holders, even though by relying on different tricks the fight is almost balanced.

"That's enough!" a security man stops their fight before it gets heated up. "Stop, gentlemen! You don't make a fuss here. Please go," he said.

Next came two other security people who forced them to disperse. All three hold a standby security stick at the side of the body, if at any time it needs to be used.

Frans immediately stopped, returning to inocent mode. "Tell him that, sir!" point Frans at his opponent and leave immediately. Prasetyo growled furiously behind him.

"Fuck you Frans! Our business is not finished!" annoyed screams. He looked hatefully at Frans who had messed things up.

Seeing the situation can not be won, he also tidied up the suit in a cool style and resigned, getting into his car parked not far from there.

🌷Flashback off🌷

When Frans met him earlier, Rahma did not think there would be this incident at all. He almost had a panic attack. Fortunately Frans was able to calm him down without making a commotion in the hall of the building that was still crowded with guests.

"Calm, Mum. Wenie has arrived home safely" Frans said slowly.

"Yes, Doc. Thanks for telling me earlier. If you do not come, can until the afternoon I listen to bu Selfi storytelling," replied the original Rahma, trying to smile.

Frans was accompanying Rahma's mother to her car when a phone call came in from Wenie. He could clearly hear someone holding sobs across there.

Then he decides to ask for Wenie's mobile number, intending to protect her from Prasetyo's pursuit. I don't know what idea suddenly got into him at that moment.

Of course, Rahma gave it to her with pleasure. Even inwardly wishing for more than this, wished for Wenie to be a match with Frans. And he felt this was the right moment despite having to go through a bloody scene.

Then he parted with Frans in the parking lot and started driving his car with a calm heart. Frans must immediately go to the hospital to fill the schedule of his patient's surgery.

I got you, sweetheart! You can't run away from me ...

Prasetyo smiled slylyly behind the wheel. He waited a moment and assessed the situation around him. Aware of not being able to appear now, he decided to leave immediately by passing through the mansion and observing a glimpse before passing from there.

This complex road was made one way so he had to drive up to the end of the road before turning right to find his way out. Rows of houses of various models neatly lined up in a large enough size, allowing each house to have a garage with a large enough green yard.

Who do you live with, Sweetheart? I know, that person wasn't your mother. Is it possible you're married? I guess not. But to hell with all that, now nothing will stand in our way. You'll be mine soon, I'll make sure of that.

Wenie held a loud thump in her heart as she peered behind the curtains of her room that were to the left of the upstairs balcony.

He saw a foreign car pass slowly a few moments after the boarding mother's car entered the gate.

He was worried that it was a Prasetyo car, Wenie very memorized the type of car that his former lover liked. A black smooth sedan from Audi.

"Tok, tok, tok .." there were repeated knocks at the door of the room blowing away his reverie.

"Wenie, are you inside?" ask Rahma from behind the door.

"Yes, Mom. Just a moment," he immediately rose to open the door.

"You're okay, aren't you, Wen?" mama Rahma hugged herself with worry.

Wenie suddenly wanted to cry again. "I'm fine, Mom."

"I'm sorry, I didn't know there was going to be something like this" said Ms. Rahma. "You must have been scared ..."

The girl nodded. "Little bit. Fortunately, there was a doctor Frans helping me, Mom. If not, I don't know what it's like?"

"You haven't told me about it yet, Mother, Wen. Who exactly are you referring to and why do you believe it?"

"She's my ex-boyfriend, Mom," Wenie invited Rahma's mom to sit on the edge of her bed. "He's the one who ruined my life. Two years ago we were dating but it turned out that she chose to marry someone else. Even the girl was terrorizing me with fun."

"Oh my God ...."

"I've been trying to escape all this time but now he's found me. Can't I just stay calm, Mom?" tanyanya was almost desperate.

"Ssttt .. calm down, Wen. I'm sure there will be wisdom from this. You don't be afraid. We fight together," said Rahma as she stroked her head. "As long as you're here, you're my responsibility. I'll support you."

"Thank you, Mom."

"Together, baby."

"I'm sorry, I left Mom."

"Yes. You really have a heart? Play just goes. I can't go from there if Frans' doctor doesn't tell you about you quickly" said Rahma, ostensibly angry. "Do you know what the mothers were like?" his weakness.

"Yes, sorry. Earlier I could not think of anything, because the doctor Frans Sama Pras directly hit me. I'm so scared, Mom."

"Oh, so his name is Pras!"

"Yes, Mom. El Farishi's Prasetyo."

"Which one, him? Where do you know?"

"The whole story, Mom."

"Hm, okay. We still have plenty of time later. Now you take a break, tomorrow's work, right?"

"Yes Ma'am," Wenie replied. "I can't get permission anymore" he continued.

"Yes already. Mom also needs to rest. If you want to eat dinner down, yes" said Rahma before closing the door.

A smile of relief flashed across Wenie's petite face. "good. Thanks, Mum. I'll be down if I'm hungry ..."

Maybe he is safe now even though he does not know until when to take shelter in this house, the worry began to ambush his little heart. He hopes he won't experience anything bad in the future.

Slowly he peeked back to the window and closed the curtain tightly, worried that the man would still be down there. But it seems he can be a little calm because he did not see the foreign car outside, there are only a few cars owned by neighbors parked in front of each house.