THE HEAVEN THAT IS TAKEN AWAY

Part 69: Feel the Karma of Your Deeds, Mas

"are you ready, are we leaving?"

"yes mas"

We immediately left the hospital, on the way I just kept quiet. My memory drifts, I remember when my father was alive.

Back when I was a kid, my dad also owned a luxury car like this. My father died when I was twelve years old, his car had an accident that caused him to die on the spot.

I still remember vividly, when I came home from school I saw many neighbors coming to my house. I was surprised to see a black flag flying in front of my house. As if lightning had come, I had not expected that my father had left me forever.

"why dreamy dik?' Mas Roland surprised me, I realized from the daydream that made my heart sad again.

"it's okay mas, I just remembered the late father. When I was a kid, my dad owned a luxury car. But, baby, he died in an accident.

"oh, so. Are you traumatized by riding in your car?"

"no, I'm not traumatized."

"thank God, I thought you were traumatized by the car because you were a little hesitant to get in the car." I just smiled at Roland's words, apparently he thought I was traumatized by the car.

Not long after we arrived home, Roland rushed to open the door and led me into the house. Mas Roland took me to the sofa chair, he told me to sit there.

Mas Roland was then seen circulating his gaze across the entire house, he then stared at me.

"do you live alone in the house now?"

"yes, since Ringgo left the house I have lived alone."

"do you have to stay in the mas house for a while?"

"no, I'm just here. I don't want to bother you too much, all this time I've troubled you too much mas."

"mas doesn't mean anything dik, I'm sincere about helping you."

"i know, but I think I'd better be here." I refused Roland's offer, it's nothing I owe him so much.

"alright if that's what you want, then go home first."

"yes, I want to rest too. Thank you so much, you have helped me a lot.

Mas Roland nodded slowly with a smile then he passed away leaving me. I immediately locked the door and rushed towards the room, I laid my body trying to rest for a moment.

While I was soundly asleep, I woke up from my sleep that had not been too long. I heard someone knocking on the door from the outside. I felt so lazy to open the door, I closed my eyes again.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

'who knocked on the door? what is Roland? But there's no way she is, I've told Roland that if I want to rest there's no way she'll come back.' I muttered to myself, I was so lazy to open the door because my eyes were still so sleepy.

"dad, open the door, please." I heard a screaming sound from outside, the instant I opened my eyes the voice felt familiar to me.

'isn't that the sound of Ringgo? Am I dreaming? Yes, yes, Mr. Ringgo came here.' I kept muttering, not answering the call I just heard.

'apparently true, it was indeed Mr. Ringgo, why else would he come here?'

I got up with a lazy feeling, my path slightly staggered. I feel like my body is still limp and my head is still dizzy.

I opened the door, and Ringgo was seen standing in front of the door. I saw his face crumpled, he stared intently at me. I felt so astonished to see the appearance of Mas Ringgo, he was so messy and his eyes looked red.

'what happened to him? He was so serious looking at me, I suddenly felt something strange with the presence of the Ringgo mas.

"what are you doing here? You better come tomorrow, now I'm gonna take a break."

"what happened to you deck? why does your face look so pale? are you sick?

"i'm fine, maybe just tired." I gave an excuse, lazy for a long time to deal with the Ringgo mas.

I had to limit myself, for a while I didn't want to meet him. Before officially divorcing, I'd better stay away from Ringgo. I don't want to be influenced by him anymore.

"what was the purpose of you coming here? if it's not too important, you better get out of here. I want to rest, mas?"

"I......

"hurry up, tell me what you want to say. I want to rest, I'm really tired mas." I said in a tart tone, my head was dizzy to see and hear his voice.

"mas lost the deck money" said Ringgo in a slow voice, I gasped at his words. Mas Ringgo began to meet his karma, I was happy to hear his words.

'the new chapter of your life begins mas, Now you will feel the life of lack of money, that's the karma you get for lying to me all this time.' I said inwardly, Ringgo must now feel his reply.

"what's the big deal, your money's gone? How much and where is the mas? I asked in surprise, and Ringgo seemed to wrinkle his forehead. It's worth his face so tangled, apparently he just found out his savings money was over.

"yes deck, mas lost all the money that was in the savings mas. Mas lost over five hundred million decks of money, did you take that deck?

"five hundred million, not wrong? You don't make it up, I'm sure you've only worked for about three years. How could you possibly have that much savings?"

I acted foolishly, but Ringgo had to assume that I really did not know the whereabouts of the money. He was now eating his own words, I reversed the words he used to say

In the past, Mr. Ringgo always said he had no money when I asked for extra money to buy my needs. Now feel the consequences, he lied I used his lies to avenge his lies.

"right deck, why don't you trust me? I really lost money in that kind of savings."

I tried to be relaxed and answer the question mas Ringgo by shrugging. Mas Ringgo looked in my direction, his gaze as if he was trying to convince me.

"trust the deck, I beg you to believe in the mas this time."

"how can I trust you? You have to wake up from your dreams, I know exactly who you are. You're just an ordinary employee who earns a small salary, who can't fully support your wife. I might have had that much savings."

Mas Ringgo looked at me pushyly, maybe he felt the truth from every single word I just said. I smiled grinningly at the facial expression of Mas Ringgo, satisfied that my heart could render him helpless like that.

"really deck, do you have nothing to do with missing gold savings?"

"don't you go crazy, are you accusing me of stealing it?