The Love of the Maharani

The Side Story 1 (Dodi bag. 2)

I looked around the lonely road. No person or vehicle can be caught by the eye. Finally, with a tremble that I could not control, I called Mama.

"Ma, he's. he's dead! Dodi means, he might get hit. His blood came out a lot. Dodi doesn't know he's dead or dead" I said in a trembling voice.

"wait. Wait for. What the hell are you talking about, Dod? That's obviously trying to explain to her Mama!" Mama's voice was confused on the phone speaker.

"He, Ma. Her.. Brother Anna. Now Dodi is in front of the complex gate."

"..."

I feel very upset. I hope Mama can come to this place soon and help Anna. But I was immediately ambushed by the cold that came suddenly, when I heard Mama say, "get out of that place right now! Go Dod! Don't let anyone see you there!".

"A.. what? But, Ma.."

I can't believe what I just heard. Mama told me to go? Just leaving Anna (Tsy)?

When I felt very confused, even Mama's voice on the phone was no longer able to understand anymore, passing a car that was about to enter the complex. Unknowingly and quickly I stopped the car. The driver was an old man I didn't know.

I explained to the Father about Anna (Tsy) who needed help at that time. Thank goodness the father helped us. With the old man's car, we immediately took Anna to the hospital.

No need to tell me how Mama looked at me when she came to see me at the hospital. Mama looks worried and angry at me. Makes me confused and doubtful about my mother's common sense.

Two hours later, I was able to breathe. Anna (Tsy) was rescued. Next, he was transferred to the ICU room to be monitored for a while.

My mom then took me home.

On the way home, we both stayed silent.

But no, until before entering the gate of the compound, Mama suddenly asked.

"Did you see the guy who hit Anna?"

I'm speechless. I looked at Mama's face well. I'm trying to find my old Mama, my loving Mama. My good-natured mother.

I wish Mama wasn't the one who told me over the phone to leave Kak Anna covered in blood. But baby, I didn't find any answer in the eyes I was looking at.

I hesitantly replied, "No, Ma."

My mother held my eyes for a few seconds. Then he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. I immediately got the answer to the question in my mind.

'Mama knows who hit Sister Anna (Tsy). And she's most likely someone Mama knows, and maybe I know. Because Mama seemed relieved when she heard my answer to her question earlier, my mind guessed.

When I cleaned myself and laid down on the bed, many things crossed my mind.

In the car, I may have answered my mother's question honestly. I didn't see when the collision happened. But a few minutes before I found Kak Anna (Tsy)'s body covered in blood, I clearly saw Frans speeding away in Om Jordan's car. And after that, I'm sure no other vehicle passed me.

'That means...'

The truck..

My heart broke for the third time. Realizing that Mama is hiding the facts related to the real identity of the girl who is now lying in the hospital. Realizing that Mama found out that Frans was likely to be the hit-and-run perpetrator who hit the girl. I didn't think Mama had turned into someone I didn't know. He now feels so foreign to me.

Finally, over the next few months I noticed every move of Mama and Frans. I was the one who persuaded Mama not to throw away the mute girl Zizi from the house, while Sister Anna (Tsy) was still lying unconscious.

I also sent emergency messages to Uncle Sam, a lawyer and close friend of Papa Jordan. Hope Uncle Sam can better protect the safety of Sister Anna (Tsy) in the hospital from the threat of Frans' men.

I did all of that secretly. To atone for my guilt for Anna (Tsy) for what Mama did.

I even asked Mama to tell me about Kak Anna's daily activities. That's just as far as I know. Although I felt guilty for instilling a false memory in the girl, I was relieved. This way the girl's life will be safe. Perhaps it was God's destiny to take away the girl's memory.

Since then, I have started to stay home often. I ignored my hobby in photography and became interested in reading medical books. I want to be a doctor, one day. If the girl does not regain her memory, then I will try to treat her.

In silence I watched the girl well. And some of the facts that I got later further corroborated my assumption that the girl was not Anna's sister.

Like the girl is not left-handed. He also does not know piano. He looked stiff when I asked him to play the piano. Even the beat of the tone when he tried to accompany me to sing was not right. Though I have read, even if someone loses his memory, then some basic things in his life will still be remembered without him knowing.

The personality of this girl also tends to be more emotional. Unlike Anna's sister whom he knew was always level-headed. It is clear that the girl was indeed Anna's sister named Tasya.

As soon as I realized this fact, I did not rush to tell others. I feel worried. If I pass this fact on to someone else, Uncle Sam for example, then Mama may be going to accept the consequences for her actions. What if Mama is in jail? I will not be able to bear the guilt of being the cause of Mama's downfall.

Finally, I decided to keep Sister Anna (Tsy) in silence. I was at home more often to monitor the attitude of Mama and Frans.

I will do my best to protect the two girls (Tasya and Zizi) who have come out of nowhere. I wish there was another way I could help them without hurting my mom.

In silence I became an observer, Anna (Tsy). Until he finally began to live a new life as Anna's sister. And I admit, Tasya is indeed a different person to Anna.

If Anna always keeps her distance from others, Tasya is someone who does not hesitate to embrace others to approach her. He is friendly, passionate, a little quiet but still tough every time he faces the people who hurt him.

I who was about to be his helper behind the shadows, often even become a spectator of heroic actions Kak Tasya.

Once he helped a mother who was snatched. At that moment he bravely confronted the snatcher who was running towards him. It happened when I came home from school, and accidentally saw him walking a few steps in front of me. Seeing a mother chasing a snatcher running towards us, I was about to get out of the way and let the snatcher go. But I was stunned when I saw Sister Anna (Tsy) so bravely hitting the snatcher with her sling bag.

I don't know what's in Anna's bag (Tsy). But the snatcher looks pretty sick. Then the snatcher was seen about to hurt Sister Anna (Tsy), I immediately ran to help her.

Since then, Anna and I (Tasya) have been close. He always greeted me. He always asked about my school activities. He was also the only one who knew about my photography hobby.

I secretly kept some of his portraits. I secretly kept some of his gifts. Unknowingly, I began to fall in love with him.

Unfortunately, I was too late to realize my feelings. Until the moment I heard the news of his marriage to a man I didn't know came from.

The truck..

My heart is back cracked. This time the crack was even to the deepest recesses in my heart. I felt so empty when I saw the girl I loved marrying another man. But what can I do?

Although I realized my feelings sooner, there was still nothing I could do to prevent Kak Tasya from marrying another man. Compared to that man, I was clearly far less.

I was only 17. Even my High School diploma doesn't have it.

And most of all, I don't have the ability to make a living. Especially is birth. Let alone to give a living. I still receive pocket money from my mom. Obviously, I lost a lot.

Then inevitably I have to admit defeat to that man named Daffa. Even so, I will keep an eye on Anna (Tsy). When Daffa hurts the woman I love, then I will bravely seize her later.

While I waited, I decided to get better. I have to think of a way that I can become a decent man to be chosen by Anna (Tsy) or any other woman later. Maybe I should start by finding a way for me to have my own income.

Suddenly I remembered something.

When Anna (Tsy) said goodbye to me before going to follow her husband, she asked me to monitor the state of the house. I think I know what really worries him. And it's about Zizi.

So I accepted the request of the woman I love. Let me bury my feelings for him in the meantime. After all, if he is my soul mate, isn't it true that wherever he goes, he will always come back and eventually be mine? Let's just wait later.

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