The Love Traces of RAHWANA

Ravana 25.

Over time, I have managed to control my guilt. Even though it took more than three years.

For three years, I've been living in Boston. I run my business with Ben. I didn't really break my relationship with Kuara. I routinely receive news about him from Mas Mahli. Yes, even though I didn't get in touch with him, but I always knew about him.

“Isn't it time for you to come back? I think your father's company needs you.” Ben said one night. We were drinking at a bar.

Yes I think so too. Papa has asked me several times to go back to Jogja. But my heart still feels heavy to come back.

“Ben, sorry I can't take you home. I'll call your driver.” My bargain. Because Ben seems to be a little drunk.

Because I don't drink, I can drive myself to the apartment.

Arriving at the apartment, I was shocked by Keysi's arrival. The girl was waiting for me outside the apartment.

“When did you arrive?” My toot.

“Newly, Sir.”

Oh yeah, now Keysi is being polite to me. He's been working at the foundation as Papa's secretary.

“Come.” I let Keysi into the apartment. “Why not tell me you want to come here?”

Keysi sat on the sofa. He just kept quiet.

“So, why are you here?” I'm getting Keysi some water.

“Pak Daniyal is not well, sir. I was sent to pick up my father back to Indonesia.”

“Key, can you not be so stiff? I don't like your attitude changing to me. Act the way you were when we first met.”

“No, Sir. I can't. I am the secretary of Mr. Awan. I have been told to honor my Father. Again, we are not friends.”

Gosh darn. So stiff. I scratched next to my eyebrows that were not actually itchy.

“Alright, it's up to you. How is Papa?”

“Worse than before. Therefore I was told to bring the Father back now.”

Ah, really. Keysi won't listen to me. I feel old on call ‘Pak’ by him. Though we are the same age.

“I've booked a ticket for Dad. Depart tomorrow afternoon.” Obviously Keysi again.

I drove Keysi to the front of the apartment. Tonight, he's staying at a hotel. While I rushed to take care of my clothes that I would bring back to Indonesia. That's how Papa forced me to come back.

I have been in Indonesia for a month. Here I was really busy with the activities of managing the foundation and several subsidiaries. Fortunately, Keysi helped me.

A phone came into my phone while I was busy handling files. I smiled when I found out it was Lisa's number.

“Hai?”

“Woman! I have arrived in Indonesia!” Lisa from across.

“Really? I'll pick you up at the airport.”

“No need. Your sister has come to pick us up.” Lisa.

“Good. See you at home.”

I asked Keysi to clear the schedule this afternoon. I want to spend time with Lisa and Jason who just arrived in Jogja for their honeymoon.

I rushed home. It turns out they were home. I nodded at the arrival of one more guest. He is ben.

“What are you doing here?” My toot.

“I miss my lover.” Said Ben while glancing flirtatiously at Maiga. While my sister looked embarrassed.

“Gosh. I really didn't expect you to be my sister-in-law, Ben.”

After dinner at home, me, Maiga, Ben, Lisa and Jason, took a walk in Malioboro. Enjoy the atmosphere of a night that is never quiet at 0 kilometers.

This city, as if never know tired to activity. Many young people who spend the night to just unwind here.

We walked along Malioboro Street. Buy some snacks to prop up the stomach and expel cold air.

I walk the back. Watching the two lovers clinging to each other in front of me. So annoying.

I plan to throw my frustration away with my phone. But when I looked for the phone in my pocket, I didn't find it.

Damnit. I must have left it in the car.

“You guys go first. I want to pick up the phone in the car.” I paid attention to those two couples.

I turned around and walked back to the parking lot.

I'm woken. A shadow of a girl I knew so well flashed in front of me. He is the Kuara. A man pulled her hand and forced her into a car.

I silently continued to watch Kuara who seemed to be in a fight with the man. Is that her husband? Or her lover? I don't know.

The transparent glass of the car makes me able to see everything that happens in the car.

I felt ridiculous watching them. So I was going to go to my car and get a cell phone.

But something stopped me. I turned to Kuara's car as I was about to get into my car. At that moment, I saw the man strangling Kuara. I sharpened my vision to see it clearly. No, I didn't see it wrong. The man really strangled her.

Not waiting for time, I immediately ran and pushed towards their car. It was a coincidence that the car door was unlocked.

“Woi!” My yelling. I refused the man's body until it fell backwards. While I pulled Kuara's body which I immediately carried.

“Vote..”.

“Why, Mas?” Ask a parking guard.

“He strangled this girl until fainting.” Stirrup.

“Hei! Where are you taking my fiancee?!” Scream the man who got out of his car.

The man was about to attack me who was still carrying Kuara's weak body. Luckily the parking attendant and a few people stopped him.

“Pak, please call the police. I take it to the hospital first.” My pamphlet to them.

The man who claimed to be Kuara's fiancee kept rebelling calling me. I don't give a shit. I immediately put Kuara in and drove the car to a private hospital not far from the Malioboro area.

The doctor immediately handled the treatment to Kuara. While I waited with anxious expectation.

I called Mas Mahli and asked him to tell the Kuara family. Kuara's father arrived first to the hospital. I went straight to see him.

“Thanks, Mas. Already helped my daughter.”

Kuara's father doesn't recognize me. I don't know what made me not introduce myself to her. There is a heavy heart to admit who I am to Kuara's father. I didn't want Kuara to know that I had helped her.

“Sama-sama, Sir.”

We were on the side of Kuara's bed. He was still unconscious from fainting.

While waiting for Kuara to wake up, I told the chronology of the incident to Kuara's father. Mr. Arya seemed to growl furiously by clenching his hand.

“Mr don't worry. The culprit is already secured at the police station.” Obviously back.

“Thanks, Mas. Once again thanks.”

I wasn't waiting for Kuara to wake up. I just want to teach you a lesson about the man who hurt Kuara. I rushed to the police station.