The Love of the Culun

Unstepping

There was a knock on the door from outside, his study. Zain, who already knew who it was, immediately asked Adam to open the door for his adoptive father, from his ex-wife Ariana.

"Adam open the door."

"Yes Mr.." By stepping slowly, approaching the door of the work space.

"Please enter Mr. David, Old Zain is waiting for you." Pinta Adam on the beakbaya man, when the door of the workspace was wide open.

"Thank you." A smile framed on David's old face, as he steps into the workspace of his ex-daughter-in-law.

Zain immediately moved from his seat, as soon as David was in his room.

Immediately say hello, when he had met face to face with the man.

Move from his seat, and ask David to sit down on the set sofa, which is available in his study.

"Please sit down, Mr David? uh. I mean Papa..?" Keep being friendly to David, because after all he is the father of the woman he loves.

"Thank you, son?" With a small smile on his face, while occupying one of the single sofas.

Zain leaned his shoulders, with a gaze of interest he looked at the already wrinkled face with question marks.

"What's up, Papa came looking for me. There must have been something important, until Papa came to the company to meet me."

The breath felt heavy, when he would convey what purpose he visited the company of his former daughter-in-law. And David did not expect that Zain still had respect for him even though he was only his former father-in-law.

"Papa's sorry, with what Clara did to your house, and Ariana. Papa was so embarrassed, by what he did with your household, that you two got divorced."

He let out a heavy sigh, hearing what his former father-in-law had said.

"I don't want to think about that anymore. Everything has happened anyway. All I can do right now is keep looking for Ariana and bring her back to me. Especially now that he's containing my flesh blood,"

Guilt had increasingly enveloped the old man, with what Zain had just said.

"Again pardon Clara, Zain? she was given her love for you, so she didn't think good or bad about doing that to your house, and Ariana."

A fake smile framed the full on Zain's handsome face, with what David said.

"At least my grudge against him has been avenged. If I hadn't looked at you as Ariana's father, I would have destroyed your family even more. Because as a result of your actions, I divorced Ariana who never betrayed me at all." Tone full of emphasis, tucked into a very intense anger.

He immediately raised his head, staring intensely at the face of Zain who was smiling sinisterly at him.

"Ja.so you, the man who's been..." By pausing his sentence, to make Zain laugh when he understood, what the foster father of his ex-wife meant.

"Yes. I'm the guy, who's been spreading hot videos of Clara, and my business partner Piter. I know very well how Piter, he is a man who has a hobby of recording his makeup while doing that. So I'm pretty sure, that she definitely wouldn't have missed it without recording, while doing that with Clara."

The scar of disappointment is framed full on David's old face, when he learns that his former son-in-law is the one who has been spreading hot videos of his daughter Clara.

"Why did you do that, son Zain? Papa knows Clara's been so guilty of you. It's even so wrong. But why do you have to do that. You know because the video was spread, Papa's family was very embarrassed. And Papa should be a byword, in the company where Papa works."

"So Papa thinks I'm so mean?"

He turned his head, staring intensely at Zain.

"No. Papa didn't say that, Papa's just disappointed that you had to do that to our family."

A small laugh was engraved on Zain's handsome face, hearing what David said just now.

Leaning his shoulders on the back of the chair, with a small smile he looked at the old man.

"I'm so grateful to you, because you gave one of your daughters to me, even though I hurt her in the end. But I promise you, I'll bring her back into my life. Ariana was lucky to have a father as good as you, even if you weren't her real father, but you loved her like your own. And I love men as good as you, living between two wicked women like your wife Diana, and your daughter Clara."

"You mean what Nak Zain, Papa doesn't understand,"

At first glance he chuckled, hearing what David asked him.

"Papa knows what Clara did, but for your wife, I don't think Papa knows it at all."

"WIFE, CRIME?? what do you mean, Zain? Papa doesn't understand at all??"

He smiled again, and he believed that his former father-in-law, had not known that his wife Diana had sold Ariana to a night cemetery.

"You know, Papa, your dear wife, once sold Ariana to a nightlife venue."

He was so shocked, by what Zain had just said. His gaze immediately intensely stared at the handsome President, with an unusual gaze.

"Do you know you hate Clara so much? doesn't mean you're slandering his mother. Does my wife hate Ariana? but there's no way she's done that to my daughter Ariana."

A small smile was painted on Zain's handsome face, with what the beaked man said.

"I'm not forcing you to believe me. And I just found out, that the girl I saved that night, is the woman I love, and she's Ariana your son."

David's face turned pale, his burly hands rubbing his old face. Tired, and also disappointed increasingly enveloped himself with the reality that he just knew, if asked Diana his wife, had sold Ariana at night entertainment.

His gaze looked foggy, due to tears that had been flooded due to the extreme disappointment in his wife Diana.

"Thank you for saying this, Son Zain? and then, Papa perimisi first," his pamphlet, by passing it by.

"Be careful on the road..." Zain said as David's legs stepped out of his study.

He let out a heavy sigh, leaning his shoulder against the back of the chair. There was a sense of pity in him, given how unfortunately Ariana, to his foster father.

"I'm sorry, Araa, I know what I'm saying, it must have hurt your father a lot." Breathing, with a sense of regret in it.

*****

His footsteps seemed to be in a hurry, as his legs carried the body into his two-story house.

The anger was clearly visible on David's face, he who had just found out, with what Diana had done to Ariana, his adopted daughter.

"Diana... Diana.." -..." The usual affectionate words spoken are not heard anymore, when the emotions have been dammed up until only the screams are heard so echoing.

The two legs of the woman's lungs immediately approached, when she heard the sound of her saume.

"What's up, Papa? why yell??" Curious look at the two bolamata.

"Tell me."

"Say. Say what?" Both of her eyebrows were tied together, tucked into curiosity in what her husband said.

"Say. Did you ever sell Ariana to nightlife?!"

A fake smile framed on the face of the twilight-aged woman, hearing what her husband was asking.

"So Papa knows. Indeed, I once sold Ariana, because I think she only made a burden in our family. But unfortunately, that night there was a man who came to her aid, so she escaped when the old man would desecrate her."

His breathing rose and fell, hearing what Diana said. He did not step in, his wife could do that to Ariana. Fists look increasingly wrapped up, making him slap at Diana without her knowing.

"PLAAKKK"