The Not A Dream Marriage

Section 47 (SMALL PERIOD 2)

Arsen returned to his room after the departure of Mr. Joni's family. Arsen thought about the truth about what his father said about whether he was the son of a pesky bearer?

The words of the unlucky carrying child hurt his heart enough. As a father, was he not proud to have a son like Arsen?

If that is the case, why did his father not throw him away like his mother who would willingly leave him alone? Having a mother and stepbrother did not make Arsen's life better, their presence both actually more difficult life Arsen.

Arsen sprawled his body on a soft mattress, his mind drifting towards the ceiling of the room. The quiet boy had enough mature thoughts even though it was not yet time. The circumstances that make it can have such a pattern of thinking. The incident that had just happened to a six-year-old boy raised Arsen's guilt. If only the girl had not divorced her quarrel with Damar maybe she would not have been the victim because of their quarrel.

All has happened, however Arsen must take responsibility and apologize directly to the daughter he made drowned.

This afternoon is the schedule of the Wijaya family dinner meeting with the Anggara family. Vijaya intends not to invite his son Arsen because he is afraid that his one son will again make a tantrum. Arsen's stepmother persuaded Wijaya to keep Arsen eating dinner together.

“Honey, however he is your biological son just like Damar. So, please do not distinguish the treatment between them,” said stepmother Arsen with a sweet tone.

“Alright, therefore your request I will still take her. It's just that he won't be one car with us. I still don't want to see it,” replied Wijaya who easily received advice from his wife.

Look it's so easy not to make you believe, just wait what I'll do to your son.

I don't know what Arsen's stepmother is planning for her stepson. After receiving the news of dinner from the bodyguards, Arsen prepared to prepare his appearance. Arsen who is about to enter adolescence looks so handsome, a face that was once small often terbias smile as the age of the smile disappeared. Now that handsome face only displays a flat expression, unpredictable anger, joy and fear like melting and then fusing.

As his father Arsen ordered not one car with the other Wijaya family, he was alienated, set aside from the Wijaya family. It's not the first time, it's been too often he's got unfair treatment for him. Even the world knows it.

Anggara family has been waiting, the arrival of the Wijaya family is warmly welcomed. They are just like the Joni family and no less friendly. Anggara only came with his daughter, because his wife had long died.

“Good afternoon Uncle Anggara, I'm sorry to come a little late. Previously let me introduce myself, my name is Giordan Arsenio Wijaya.” Arsen bowed his head politely.

Arsen introduced himself which made stepmother Arsen round his eyes when he heard Arsen using the surname Wijaya behind him.

Little boy, who does he think he is? How dare to use the name Wijaya.

Arsen's stepmother stared dislikefully at Arsen sitting next to Mr Anggara's daughter. The more her stepmother looked at her dislike Arsen the more she wanted to throw a tantrum. It feels good to play around with a two-faced stepmom.

Dinner was over, the Wijaya family said goodbye to return to their inn. Before their departure Mr. Anggara listened to the conversation of the Grand Lady of the Wijaya family. Mr. Anggara was convinced that he had not misheard, Arsen's stepmother seemed to be planning something.

“Do everything neatly!” that was the last sentence Mrs Wijaya said.

Arsen returned to the inn in a different car. The boy was not the least bit suspicious or had a feeling that he would find one bad thing that would happen to him.

The car drove at a moderate speed, the breeze splitting the darkness of the night. The right and left sides are the gap between sea and land. Large trees are very fertile to grow. The driver looked deathly pale, sweat was already pouring out. He already knew one thing that the brakes of the car he was riding blong and the fate of his master were in the driving he held. He was looking for a way, how to stop a car that had already driven. From the front suddenly overtake a car that makes it look good and lose direction and balance.

“Aaaaaaaaaa..” screams echoed from passengers inside a car that was mired in a fall.

With great difficulty the boy tried to get out of the car that was squeezing his body. He crawled out while the driver seemed to have died. Shortly the sound of explosions echoed. Making the pair of eyes that saw the incident immediately run towards the light source.