The Last Chance's

Part twenty-two

Arkan almost slipped while parking his big motorbike in front of the door of the Anggi family home. When he was just coming home from college, Arkan got a call from his aunt who was Anggi's mother. He said there was something his aunt wanted Arkan to talk about. He said, it's important. It's just that the hoarse voice and subtle stuffing that Arkan heard when Mira called him, made Arkan feel anxious and wanted to quickly get to their home. 

"Auntie,"

Arkan entered the house, and found a quiet atmosphere welcoming him inside. 

The house is not empty. In the living room there is already Om and his Aunt Arkan-Mira-, also Anggi who looks very frightened sitting on the sofa. 

The cold and gripping aura immediately Arkan caught, as soon as he saw the look on Rian's face staring at Anggi at this time. From the characteristics it seems like Rian is angry at the cousin of Arkan. 

"Tante, what's wrong? Why…."

Arkan who approached Mira and sat next to the woman, stopped his sentence, when Rian's eyes were fixed on him. 

Under Rian's blazing glare, Arkan heard Mira's sobs next to him. 

"Arm.., Anggi…. She's. pregnant."

"What?"

As if struck by lightning, Arkan turned to Mira and ignored Rian's eyes. He was surprised, with his eyeballs barely coming out of his nest. 

"Auntie…. What's…."

Seeing Mira sobbing, Arkan turned his head again towards Anggi who was sitting not far from them. Seen, the pale face of the woman who lowered her head deeply. 

For whatever reason, Arkan's head felt as heavy as a weight of hundreds of kilos. 

Come on.., not even a minute Arkan arrived at the tantenya residence, the unpleasant news had directly attacked his mind to almost laugh like this. 

They're kidding, aren't they? 

"Nggi,"

Instead of seeing Anggi hiding a smile, Arkan saw his cousin just sitting on the sofa while hugging his own body that looks trembling. He was truly like a frightened person, as if someone would hurt him in a moment. 

"Relin!"

"Guil!"

Arkan turned his head to Rian who was already standing from his seat. 

"Please help Om find out who the man who has dared to touch him is. After all, he should be responsible for what happened to this child!" rian said fieryly, with his breath gasping, under the gaze of Arkan who was actually still digesting the state that was going on between them. 

So... Anggi is really pregnant? 

"Crazy…. It's totally crazy." Arkan's sigh involuntarily, shook his head silly, as he felt unprepared for the news he had received this afternoon. 

So, I mean Arkan it's like this…. He knew that Anggi was a sweet girl. He is innocent, and also does not get along easily with many people, especially men. As far as Arkan knew, Anggi's male friend was only Arkan and also Bagas - the only brother of Anggi-who is still sitting on the Junior High School bench. Then, how are you now, until she finds out that Anggi is suddenly pregnant? 

Whose son? 

And how's the story? 

"Bastardly men!"

"Father!"

Along with the curse that came out of Rian's mouth, Anggi immediately raised his face and looked angrily at the father. 

"Don't call him a jerk!  He's not a jerk!" exclaiming Anggi bravely, suddenly made Rian swerve towards him. 

"What did you say?! Not asshole? Keep what?! That bastard?!"

"Father!"

"Shut up!"

"Father!"

Simultaneously with the sound of a slap so loud filled the room, Arkan blinked at what he had just seen. Anggi, the beloved daughter in the house who was always pampered and guarded, now slapped with great anger, to leave a trace of redness on her white cheeks? 

Waw! It seems like the news of the pregnancy was not a joke from their family. 

"If he's not a jerk, tell him to come to this house and meet Papa! Instead of hiding behind you and you defend all out like a moron like that!" maki Rian was hard, clutching Anggi's chin firmly, until he saw his tense hand veins.

"Stupid you!" 

"Ch.." -…."

It looks Anggi grieving, when Rian threw his grip rough and made his cheeks feel sore.

Meanwhile, Mira, despite looking so disappointed, still could not let if her child was injured. Seeing Rian treat their child harshly, the middle-aged woman moved and tried to hug him tightly. 

"He's not a jerk! Orggi belain he's not because he's a coward! Anggi just wanted to give me a minute to talk to him! Anggi-"

"Same as him?" sela Rian again cynical, then full of frustration. 

"You're a moron what how, huh?!" snapped at the man, then about to hit Anggi, but stopped him from doing so. 

"Why do you need time to talk to her?! You think he will be responsible for your son and your son?! There he is, he is running away! You stupid kid!"

"Father!"

Mira, who could not stand Rian, who kept cursing and beating Anggi since returning from the hospital, shouted angrily. Yes, even though what Rian said was true and reasonable, still her conscience as a mother did not accept with her son being insulted. Even by his own father. 

However, as if he did not know to be defended, Anggi actually increasingly opposed his father bravely. 

"Yes! He'll take responsibility, right! Anggi sure, because Anggi knows exactly who that man is."

"You…!"

As if at a loss for words, Rian clenched his hands tightly as if he wanted to hit something. He looked at the wrath of the face of the child who was now pregnant. A bad fact, where it feels like Rian wants to cry and scream, if the anger is not so domineering in his heart. 

"You're the same! Both bastards!"

"Don't call Damar a bastard! She-"

"The room?"

Unaware of what had just been said, Anggi then fell silent and glanced stiffly at Arkan apparently standing nearby. 

On the other hand, Arkan, who had been shocked to hear the quarrel of father and son in front of him, was surprised when the name of someone he might know. 

The damar? 

Which damar is it?

"House…?" reiterate Arkan gamang, as if unsure, then glanced at Anggi's face that looks so tense. 

Could it? 

"Arkan, you…."

As if knowing what his uncle wanted to say, Arkan turned his head and shook his head. 

"I have a friend named Damar. Just…."

Aware of the meaning of Anggi's gaze to him, making Arkan's emotions that have been like a very calm lake, become rolled like a wave that is ready to attack. 

"I don't know what this Damar I know…. It was Damar he meant."

Seriate