The Girl At The Club That Night

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I saw for myself how he was wara-wiri on television for the sake of a clarification of the video that has been spread and tarnish his good name.

Lips on this slanted smile when I saw the news that had begun to counter his behavior, I devoured the last bread and sipped the coffee that was already available. Some visitors to the place whispered to each other, of course, the topic of their conversation would not be far from what was witnessed on television.

"Don't think so?"

"It seems impossible."

"Ih, most rich people like imaging."

"But he's got an orphan foundation, which is impossible."

The song seemed to be the most melodious song I heard. This is only the first, it does not look entirely.

"Say he also sold his son, who is a girl, to a famous nightclub in Jakarta at that time."

The sound kept moving away when I preferred to pay for the groceries at the convenience store and then go back to the office. Outside, I have been greeted with the establishment of Hadi with his two men.

"Son, Papa needs you and Caca."

"Not to give up someone's heart" I said coldly while casting my gaze.

"No, Jessika misses Caca. He's still in the hospital."

...

There was no objection at all after Caca finally knew all the events that were happening at the moment. Unknowingly, Herman had trapped himself and would soon be thrown into prison. It's not in vain that I've kept evidence of Caca's visa all this time.

He had already entered Jessica's room when Hadi Yanwar unhesitatingly embraced my shoulder warmly. Is this what a father's embrace is called?

Honestly, I've missed him all this time. There is a feeling of warmth in the eye that is still trying to hold me at this time. Because it is basically this heart has not fully accepted him as part of my father, this life is too cruel if felt.

"Papa will be present on your wedding day with Caca."

I subconsciously turned, but then turned back. He didn't want to see what was in his eyes.

"Papa also could not have the heart to ruin the happiness of two jewels Papa. And the good news is, Jessica can last for a while, doctors say. And hopefully the donor comes to save your sister."

There was a tired gust of his breathing. Papa ... do I have to issue that call now? He patted me softly on my shoulder, until these tears ; escaped by itself.

What can I say? If the tongue feels so faint and the chest is getting crowded. No way, no way if I had to sob in front of him.

"That's my sister, five years she looked after your mother and you. But ... she's never interested in getting married."

Quickly, maybe this is the main reason why Bima's father never wanted a picture frame with me and Mom.

He sounded back a long breath. "Our marriage was not sanctioned by the family of the two because from the beginning, Pratama and Yanwar were never competing in a healthy way. Your mother was estranged from the family, and Papa remains under pressure." He rubbed his face before continuing his speech.

"Your mother left because she was equally depressed when Papa was doing his duty abroad, until there was an accusation that Mama you did not want to live with Papa anymore."

What a bad family!

"The new father understood that he was not like that after the allegations emerged that Papa abroad hianatin your mother and married someone else. From here Papa find your Mama and find her in the hospital tengha giving birth. There was no family, other than Aslan who was still wearing Junior High School uniform. He gets angry with Papa and asks Papa to divorce him."

"You did?" I pressed the corner of my eye.

"Yes ...."

I clenched both hands hearing it. "Why?" My voice sounded vibrating due to the perceived tightness.

"It is also a condition that requires us to separate.  And just name you Alvin Yanwar, as part of Papa's life and hope that you're loyal."

I just smile, laugh at myself.

"Your grandmother, Papa's mother had heart disease and expected Papa and Hapsari to separate. But Papa remains responsible by bringing Bima into your life without the family knowing."

"Keep, now, is the wicked woman still alive?"

"Had died."

"Good!" I muttered without any rejection.

"She didn't accept Papa and Jessica's marriage either. Papa fights back, taking his own way of life to experience economic distress when Bima is known to die in an accident assassination attempt. Until I can't find you and Hapsari anymore."

I looked up, holding back to no longer let go of the increasingly unstoppable tears until a heavy sigh was felt.

"We didn't really get divorced, because Papa never dropped a talaq other than signing divorce papers. Yes, we're legally separated, but not by heart."

Maybe that is also why Mother never wanted to accept others in her life, including Wa Made when we were in Bali at that time.

"What about your wedding? Is the preparation finished?"

"Actually, Papa is still hesitant to marry you and Caca because ...."

"Herman?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Herman wasn't Caca's father, but he was her brother's mother to another father. Caca was a victim, too, because he was Jessica's best friend, so everything that happened to him was governing, that grudge is still there, Om."

He was disappointed with how I called him. Yeah, he's very hopeful of that confession, but I can't, rather can't.

Caca got out while pushing Jessica's wheelchair. It looked as close as they were, until a smile of happiness emanated from the two.

"Thank you, I'm so glad you came here, I miss you, Ca." Jessica hugged Caca's arm that stretched out onto the wheelchair's handle.

"Together, I miss you too." Caca hugged Jessica from behind.

I am happy to see the closeness of both. Moreover, when Jessica rubbed the stomach Caca den listen to her ears with her plain style. Yes, it's time for us to be happy, no more sadness after this, we just want to be happy.

We have already said it, because time has also started at night. The weather started to soar as I got out of the hospital with them.

"Alvin," said Hadi made me and Caca turn around for a moment. "Thank you." The smile was so warm and soothing.

"Name ...." For some reason, it is so hard to continue what I want to say. Even ge had to breath first before finally saying, "Papa ...."

Hadi Yanwar's smile expanded displaying a row of neat teeth. He looked down, nodding with a proud look.

...

Caca hugged me from behind while preparing dinner for him. His head felt tilted and stuck to my back made a stifling activity for a moment.

"Why?" I turned around and looked at his face.

"I've already met Jessica, I'm happy."

"Near is your friendship with him?"

"Yes, we were best friends since childhood. Then ...." He turned and sat down on the chair facing the dining table. "Come Om Herman who changed everything."

"You don't worry." I put my body in front of him. "We're gonna get through it all together. What about your youngest brother?"

"Sir Juna said, Dini is fine."

"Good, we'll have dinner soon."

...

Today it is rather crowded work in the office until it is difficult to get free time to contact Caca who is at home. Usually, we make video calls even during business hours.

I hugged the file that was going to be given to Aslan's room because it happened that the personal assistant was in the middle of the entry permit because her husband was sick.

Samar, inside there was a commotion, maybe it was his wife who was back there. There's no way I'm in this situation either.

Almost pulling back, the door of the room opened violently. A woman stared cynically at me and then passed by haughtily. ****! Why should it be like this too?

"Alvin, just go in."

Aslan was taking some pictures on his desk. I don't know what the evidence is, it feels like his wife is very happy to stalk him apparently. It's funny their love story. Even Aslan himself never yelled at his wife despite being publicly humiliated.

"I was actually tired of her suspicion without proof, and decided to seek pleasure by chatting with other women at night clubs." His hands were swiftly storing the photo into his drawer.

"Basically again apes, he hired spies to prove it."

My eyes were fixed on the photo that had fallen right beside his feet, then stepped on it to hide it from Aslan. Because the girl photographed it .. like Caca.

"Where are we going to eat lunch soon?" He looked at his watch.

"As far as you are." While pretending to drop the map and grab the photo to hide it on my clothes.

"Just keep the map on my desk, we're going to Le Quartier."

"Emh, Sir. I eat in the canteen."

"Lho, why?"

"It's too bad to pay the price for lunch."

"But .. alright. That's what I was first."

My back was moving away from where I was standing. And ... right, this is a photo of Aslan with Caca, at ... hotel?

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