THE FORBIDDEN TREASURE
Episode 22
“Sit first. Don't go anywhere. Papa still not finished talking.”
Ardy according.
“Alright, Papa will say honestly,” continued Mr. Karyadi later, “Papa and the Sri .. indeed never do anything forbidden.“
Ardy scrunched his forehead.
“How long?”
“Yes, pretty long. Although it's a little old, Papa, right, it's still mighty, Dy. Moreover, Papa always takes medicine.“
“That's not what it means, Pa. How many times did Papa do it?”
Mr. Karyadi pokes, “Oh, wrong, yes?”
“Seriously, Pa!”
“Yes, Papa seriously. Very serious.”
“Then?”
Mr. Karyadi took a deep breath, “Only once and that too because Papa was lonely.“
“Lonely? Mama says Papa also often mess with other women in the midst of Papa's busyness out there, is that right, Pa? That's called loneliness?” ardy's voice was a little loud.
Mr. Karyadi looked Ardy deeply in the eyes, “You are still young, Dy. Not yet understood about home life. What Papa has felt so far, you cannot understand.“
“Ardy is an adult, Pa. A little bit of Ardy understands the nature of a family relationship.”
Once again Mr. Karyadi took a deep breath, “Papa admitted, it was too much time spent to take care of Papa's business, to forget about family. Especially your mom, Dy. It's been Papa talked about, right?”
“Yes. Continues?”
“Maybe because he often ignores your Mama, he seeks entertainment and pleasure in his own way. Finally, long ago your Mother was lulled and plunged into a life that she did not have to live. Frankly, Papa felt disappointed and hurt. That's why Papa did the same thing to reply to what your Mama did.”
“Not Papa first who did the affair?” ardy could not believe her father's words.
“No. To this day, Papa still loves your Mama, Dy. Hence, Papa still survives despite having to feel pain here .. “ point Mr. Karyadi on his chest, “Papa still remember, it used to be so difficult to get the attention of your Mama. She's beautiful and smart. All the men who knew her wished they could have her. Including Papa. All sorts of ways Papa had done, until finally he was devastated and willing to marry Papa. Shortly after we got married, you were born, Dy. A boy that Papa is proud of and will be able to continue the corporate empire that Papa has. In a moment, it will materialize. Moreover, you have grown up like this, Dy!”
Ardy's getting confused. Mrs Amanda often said that she was an illegitimate child, but Mr. Karyadi said another. Ardy was born from their marriage. Which is right?
“Before hoping, the companies that Papa has will be managed by you, Nola and Rezky. But .. destiny says something else. Nola and Rezky were called God too soon, leaving only one of you, Dy. There is no one else but you.“ continued Mr. Karyadi while wiping his tears.
Ardy felt full and immediately hugged the body of Mr. Karyadi.
“Pardon Ardy's words earlier, Pa,” Ardy said.
“Tak nothing, Dy. Papa is very dear to you .. “ timpal Mr. Karyadi with a grin between the hugs tightly they both.
“How about Sri Ma'am? Do we need to tell him to go back to his village so that the relationship between Papa and Mama is good again?” asked Ardy after letting go of his embrace.
Mr. Karyadi shook his head, “No need, Dy. Let him work as usual at home. Because Papa is deeply indebted to his mother, Mbok Inah, who has spent many years serving the Papa family.”
“Because I need the presence of Sri's son who will perpetuate my life and wealth, Dy. He will remain at home until the child is born, Hahaha!”mr. Karyadi said in his heart.
“If until Papa expels the Sri, worried will disappoint Mbok Inah. Sadly, she has no other husband or family. Only we can help ease the burden of both of their lives,” Mr. Karyadi continued later.
“Then what about Mama?”
“You mean?”
“Sri's presence at home will certainly make Mama more uncomfortable, Pa. Papa doesn't understand, does he?”
“Oh, about that, huh? I'll talk to your Mama later, Dy. May you forgive the mistakes of Papa and Sri.“
Ardy nodded slowly, “Aamiin.“
After the atmosphere was calm, Ardy and Mr. Karyadi decided to return home before midnight.
“Papa sleeps in Ardy's room only, huh? Let Mama rest on her own first,” said Ardy once they were home.
“Where do you sleep, Dy?” asked Mr. Karyadi in wonder.
Ardy smiled, “Anywhere can, Pa. Ardy, right, man. Nola and Rezky's former rooms are also empty. Ardy can sleep in one of their rooms, kok.”
“Ya, already!”
After the death of Mr. Karyadi, Ardy sat contemplating on the sofa in the living room. His mind drifted somewhere. Remembering the late Rezky and the late Nola, the tragic death of Mang Kurdi and the quarrel between his parents.
“What exactly is in this house? Occasions after unnatural events come in turn. I feel like something's not right in my family,”gumam Ardy.
“Den Ardy .. “ one voice surprised the youngster from behind.
Ardy immediately got up and turned his head, “Mbak Sri ... “
“Sorry, I surprised Den Ardy,” Sri smiled-smile herself.
“What's up? You haven't slept, Mommy?” Ardy felt a little careless to see the clothes worn by Sri on the chest was a bit wide open.
“So out of the kitchen, then accidentally see there is Den Ardy here. That's why I came here intentionally. Maybe there is something I can help do for Den Ardy .. “ back smile knot Sri adorn the lips in every speech.
Ardy threw his gaze at Sri's chest. The halves of his two chest mounds momentarily made the young man's heart beat fast.
“Nothing, Ma'am. I want to be alone again. If Mbak wants to sleep, please,” said Ardy without turning back to look at the young maid.
“Maybe Den Ardy is tired and want me pijitin.“
“No, Ma'am! Thank you!”
Ardy immediately rose away from Sri who was about to reach his shoulders. He rushed out of the house. Sri was silent with disappointment.
“Sarah .. “ muttered Ardy so it's out of the house.
For some reason, suddenly the young man remembered the figure of Sarah, his best friend.
Time hasn't been so night, Sarah hasn't slept yet, Ardy thought.
“Good! You came just in time, Dy,” Sarah said after the two of them met.
“What's up, Sar?” ask Ardy wonder.
“There's something I want to talk to you about, about my grandfather,“ Sarah continued as she pulled Ardy's arm inside the house.
“Speaking what, Sar? I came just want to confide in you,” reply Ardy in between steps follow Sarah, “eh, you said earlier ... your grandfather? What's the matter?”
“Already, I just meant to come to your house, Dy. But since you came here, it's better,” Sarah pulled back Ardy's arm, “Grandfather is waiting for you!”
“Waiting me?” Ardy held back his pace.
“Ya, waiting for you, Dy!” sarah stopped and stood facing Ardy.
The girl looked at Ardy's face carefully. A moment later, he hugged Ardy's body tightly.
“Sarah ... ? What's the matter?” Ardy is increasingly confused by the attitude of his best friend.
Sarah tightened her embrace.
“Yes, God! Why should he and I be born brothers? Though I love this man so much .. “gumam Sarah lirih.
“I'm so worried about you, Dy!” sarah said after releasing her embrace and fixedly looking at Ardy's eyes.
Slowly the girl's hand was raised towards Ardy's face and gently stroked the young man's cheek slowly. Then, immediately bring his face closer to kiss Ardy's lips.
“Sarah ... “ Ardy is confused but lets the girl pull down slowly her head to be on a level footing.
Suddenly there was a sound coming from inside the house.
“Ehemmm ... “
Ardy immediately pulled off the pull of Sarah's fingers and slightly distanced his distance with the heart still beating fast.
Sarah remained silent. Maybe disappointed or I don't know.
“Sarah, bring Nak Ardy into the house,” cried Mbah Suko from the inside.
Sarah according. Back the girl held her hand and pulled Ardy's arm to enter immediately.
“Mbah .. “ greet Ardy as soon as he sees the old figure sitting on the living room chair.
“Sit, Son! There's something I want to talk to you about,” Mbah Suko stared fixedly at Ardy's face.
“You really look like your mother, son!”
It felt like the old man was hugging Ardy. But still hindered by the doubts that arose in his heart. Will Ardy accept the fact that Mbah Suko is his real father? Nnnnope. Not time.
Can only hold a long-saved longing, to be able to always meet with his biological children. Now the opportunity is there and just resolve to tell the truth, as he often thinks.
“Mbah want to talk what? Looks like something really important?” ardy asked after they were silent for a while.
Mbah Suko glanced at his granddaughter, Sarah.
“True, Young Man!” answer Mbah Suko short.
“What is it, Mbah?” Ardy was prepared to listen carefully.
“Begini ... “ Mbah Suko started to set his voice, “my name ... Matsuko Hardjo's. Call me by the name ... Daddy's! Uh, I mean ... Mbah!”
Ardy frowned, “Dad ... ?”
“Mbah ... “ Mbah Suko quickly rectify it.
“Didn't I call you Mbah all this time?”
Mbah Suko nodded his head, “Yes, you were right, Young man. Consider me this ... your grandfather!”
Ardy looked at Sarah, still not understanding where this conversation would lead.
“You just listen, Dy!” sarah said so Ardy kept looking at her strangely.
“This is what, anyway, actually? I still don't understand,” asked Ardy confused.
Sarah gazes back at her grandfather, “Come, Cake! Speak frankly. Don't talk so!”
“Clearly? Like Mbah and you, Sarah, are keeping something from me. What's up, anyway?”
“Quiet, Young Man!” Mbah Suko mediates, “I will speak slowly from the beginning, so that you can understand it.”
“Iya .. about what?” Ardy's getting curious.
The old man turned to Sarah for a moment, then began to speak up ....
“Don't cut my story, before I finish talking, huh, son? Listen ... Son Ardy,” Mbah Suko began to start a story about everything that had been told to Sarah some time ago. About his life first to the real Ardy lineage.
At first the young man was not very interested, but after certain names were mentioned, he listened carefully.
During the story, Mbah Suko's tears never stop flowing wet his old cheeks.
“That's the story, Nak,” said Mbah Suko ended a series of sentences that were able to make Ardy's heart beat faster.
The young man stared intently into Mbah Suko's eyes, as if to convince him that the old man was not lying.
“Cannot be! It's all a lie, isn't it, Mbah?” Ardy shook his head over and over again.
Mbah Suko did not answer, but from his own wistful whim sounded, as if he had given an answer, that everything he had told was true.
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