The Last Chance's

Part twenty-six

Anggi's face looked so pale with what he saw right now in his living room. After yesterday received a strong rejection from his mother Damar, now the man actually brought his father to return to the Anggi family home. 

Whatdoes thatmean? They want to give additional meaning to Anggi's parents? 

"Well what else are you coming here?"

Seeming to endure the pain, Rian looked still so angry looking at his mother Damar who was now sitting sandwiched between her husband and her son. 

"We came here, regarding the problems that occurred between our two children. Damar and Anggi." Panji replied calmly, not feeling offended by Rian's tone that sounded not so friendly. 

"What else do you want to say? It's not like we said, if you just want to divorce him after marrying Anggi, it's better not to. We don't need the mercy of an immoral person like you."

"What?!"

Not accepting, Ranti widened her eyes towards Rian. Intended to retaliate, but her husband had given interruptions through the glances of eyes so sharp. 

"I've heard what happened yesterday in this house. For that, I apologize. And allow us to re-describe the goodwill we came here." Panji still looks calm, not provoked by emotions that seem to be deliberately evaporated by his father Anggi. 

"I didn't educate my children well. For that, allow us to take responsibility for what his son has done." Panji said, taking a deep breath, then looked at Rian's face seriously. 

"We want to propose to Anggi to be Damar's wife."

"What?"

"Father!"

Still looking unacceptable, Ranti turned her head and looked at the protest at her husband. He frowned and nudged the man's arm, which was only given a brief glance by Panji. 

For a moment, no one spoke between them. All just silence like dissolving with each other's minds. At least Panji and Rian were looking at each other with their neck veins that looked tense. 

"All right…. We accept your proposal."

"Huh?"

"Of!"

"Ma,"

At a glance, Rian glanced towards Mira and also Arkan who reprimanded him simultaneously. It seemed, they did not agree with Rian's decision to directly agree with Panji's offer. Maybe they thought, Rian was crazy to accept the request from the Panji family who had insulted them. 

Meanwhile, a look of disbelief was thrown by Ranti to Rian. As expected, the woman did immediately assume that the Rian family had gone crazy. Accepting the marriage offer just like that, but previously insisted that they would not marry their child to Damar who was considered a jerk. 

Breathing a sigh of relief, Panji smiled and nodded. "Thank God…." His sigh then, before finally shifting his gaze towards Anggi who was still fixated on standing not far from them. 

"So..you are called Anggi?"

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Anggi sat on his bed with empty eyes. It was like a dream, when his father and mother had told Anggi to go into the room, while they discussed Anggi's wedding plan which he said would be implemented as soon as possible. 

Did ya? Can Anggi believe all that? How, it feels like he's starting to doubt, huh? 

"Why again? Your face looks wrinkled. Is there anything else that bothers you?"

Arkan, who had followed Anggi into the room and closed the door, sat next to the dreamy-looking Anggi on the bed. His cousin's pale face looked like a dead man, with eyes open. It looks pretty scary in their current condition. 

Gnashing a little, Anggi showed signs that he was still alive. He turned his head and looked briefly at Arkan who was sitting beside him. 

"No papa, really. I'm not papa." Sahut Anggi hoarse, lowering his gaze towards the floor. Shut up for a while, before finally reopening the sound. 

"Gue was a bit doubtful. I don't know why..I…."

"Gue was a bit scared. I-i…"

Anggi lowered his head even more so that Arkan had trouble seeing his face. 

"What's? Scared?" degus the man, without knowing that Anggi has been poking lips feel anxious. 

"Where are you going? How scared is it now? You just woke up, what's it?" satirically Arkan was sharp, glancing at Anggi who was further bowing his head deeply. If her head had not stuck to her neck, she might have fallen and rolled on the floor. 

"When you do that, you don't think the consequences will be like this? What are you worried about now, huh?! That jerk is in front! With his parents, who want you to be their son-in-law."

Half laughing insinuating, Arkan grinned cynically at Anggi as if mocking what is currently happening to the woman. 

"Congratulations, yes…. Soon, you will be able to ask for forgiveness. I hope you can be happy living with him."

And, well…. Of course it is not a good prayer. Arkan knew, and Anggi had also seen it in person, about which in-laws Arkan had mentioned just now. Because given what happened to him yesterday, Anggi can judge a hundred percent if Arkan is making fun of him at this time. Seen from anywhere, his mother Damar does look like an arrogant woman, whose hobby demeans others. 

"A.k…."

Unable to bear it, Anggi finally shed tears for the umpteenth time. Seeing how Anggi is doing right now, it feels like he has a lot of reasons to cry. Whether it's about the character of his mother Damar, the disappointment of his parents, the pain that is happening to his father because of this incident, until Damar's attitude is like not eager to marry him. And for all that, the mind of Anggi was increasingly chaotic if the thought of the fate that was waiting for him in plain sight. Whether happy, or otherwise. 

"Arkan, I'm afraid…."

Not waiting for a few seconds, Anggi who did not care about Arkan who was angry with him, threw his body towards the man. He hugged, and pressed his face against Arkan's chest quite tightly. As if that way, he found a backrest that could make his mind waver, able to lean back for a moment. 

"Gue's scared, Kan…. I'm scared…. I-i…."

As if not knowing what to explain, Anggi suddenly imagined with the face of Damar in his mind. Thinking about the man's reaction when his mother rejected Anggi, made Anggi's heart feel more trembling and worried. Will he be happy with the man or not? Should she continue the marriage or not? Does he love her, or not? All felt spinning on Anggi's head and made him want to vomit right then and there. 

"What are you afraid of? It's not like you should be happy, same-"

"Arkan, please!" sela Anggi suddenly, stopped Arkan's speech. "Gue's wrong, and I'm sorry for what I've done. Can you please, don't judge me first? I need a breath too, right! I. I need to think. I-i-"

Instantly, Arkan let go of Anggi's embrace of her. With an angry face, Arkan gripped both of the women's shoulders slightly strongly. 

"Lo needs to think, you say?" press the man staring at the two eyes of Anggi one by one with adhesiveness. "What's? What do you think now? You think this isn't all your fault, is it? What-"

"A…!"

For the second time, Anggi interrupted Arkan's words.

"I swear, I don't think about it anymore, because I know, it's my fault. I-i just…. I-i…."

Tired of hearing Anggi's sentence that always hangs, Arkan also let out a long breath with a lazy facial expression. 

"Honestly, I know what's on your mind right now." Said the man, suddenly made Anggi look at his face fixed. 

"Lo... don't want to marry Damar, right?"

"No! Engh, I mean. I…."

Slightly turning the lazy eyeball, Arkan shook his head furiously at Anggi's behavior. 

"Whatever it is, you have to remember one thing, Nggi." Whisper Arkan at Anggi, while advancing a bit of his body forward. 

"The decision taken is the same Om Rian, it's not about you want or not." Glancing at Anggi's stomach, Arkan continued his sentence. "But your son does need a father."

Seriate