The Redemption: Love Is War

Arlan Abimana

After the family banquet was over, Arlan stared at the drum set at his home. The drumsticks he held while occasionally playing. The sound of Beethoven piano music along with the noise that circulated in the banquet room next door, making Arlan's day more languid.

"Arlan?" The father, Arwan Abimana, sat next to his only son. Arwan looked at his son glumly, it had been five years since Arlan had stopped playing the drums. Then today Arlan came to him whining, complaining about Perona, the publicist who asked him to join the band as a drummer.

"So I saw the door open to be a samperin's father, did you end up sitting here alone, son?" Arwan presses the light switch to turn on, quite surprised to see Arlan alone in the middle of darkness earlier.

"Cuman is alone. Matiin dong yah's lights?" Her request. "You're upset about this first." Arwan did not comment on his son's request. Without turning to his beloved father Arlan put back his drumsticks and walked off the lights again.

He sat there quietly looking into his father's eyes. "They're home?" Arlan smiled faintly then looked straight at the drum. His eyes looked like he was crying.

Arwan sighed giving his son a smile. "Gih joined Perona's band and the others."

Arlan glared in surprise when the father told him to join the band. The man snorted annoyedly at not wanting to obey his father. With a bang Arlan's feet went out

I don't care about his father's advice.

"Where are you going?" Arwan asked her voice sounded resolute and intimidating.

Arlan stopped and turned to Arwan. His eyes were intense like the gaze of a murderous figure. "You go out, get the wind."

Arwan sighed he knew his son was lying. Arlan's the worst at lying, why? The man's ears are always red whenever he lies. "Dad knows, the incident of that time must have traumatized you but son it's time you moved on. You can't keep fixating on the past."

"But dad, that woman-"

"Woman is your mother Arlan! Call her mom, don't be so rude you never taught me that!" Arwan's angry voice immediately made the attention of his entire family turn towards the room.

"Whatever! For me she's not my mother, if she was my mother she wouldn't have left me. You know, I was one month old when he left, still in need of breast milk!"

Arlan shook his head, he would not forgive his mother who had left him alone with Arwan. One month after Arlan was born, the mother left home and returned eight years later. Hahaha, it's good that Arwan asked her to forgive the woman.

"dad knows, but son she's still your mother. I'm sorry, son."

"don't want. I already hate that woman, including her son."

Arwan's emotions boil over, he was overwhelmed by emotion when his son blamed the innocent child who was the victim of his wife and the man's affair. "Arlan, when two humans are having an affair and have children, it's not her fault. Their son doesn't know anything Lan, give the boy a new chance."

"How is it?" With a tear that somehow descended Arlan sobbed. Whenever Arwan talks about his wife he always feels claustrophobic. The events of five years ago made it difficult to forgive the figure of the woman he should have called mother.

Arlan may look silly and always cheerful, but the man is fragile whenever he realizes that the mother figure is very far from his embrace. He wanted the same affection that the man had, but what was the power he was just a child of a loveless matchmaking. Hahaha maybe that's what makes the mother cheat.

"Arlan?" Call Arwan. "Give the child a chance, sorry your mother is not good at lingering anger."

"I know that angry people can't last long, but my father is confused how to forgive the person with his child?"

"Five years ago was hard for me Dad! For dad also? I almost died!"

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"Arlan?"

Perona menoel cheeks Arlan pensive from earlier. The man looks lethargic from the first hour starting to the break. "Lu why Lan?" Perona accidentally missed Annisa and Netta in the senmus room, he planned to call the man dear so that he would join his band.

"What's going on here? Go to your friends!" Arlan turned his face unwilling to look at Perona. He was again lazy to deal with any human being, including Perona.

Perona let out a smooth sigh, "Lu'll be my friend Lan." With the attention of Perona thrusting his lunch box which this time contains chicken dumpling. Tried to bribe him with food this time.

"Bi Ann makes dumpling, huh? Tumben was telling you why not just go to me?"

Arlan, who basically knew the figure of the woman who owned the cost Perona lived, then plucked one dumpling, with a face that was still bent, the man chewed in silence. "Even if you bribe me with dumpling, I still don't want to join your band!"

"Gue ain't your point no debate!"

"Arlan darling plis Ya join my band?" Perona's voice sounded spoiled, Arlan was slightly surprised to glare at the girl with his big eyes.

"You want to bribe, baby, I don't want yeuu anj! Don't try to play my feelings to you Ron!"

"Gue ga playin you kok Lan, you really like me huh?"

"Yes no shit."

Arlan breezed out leaving Perona alone. Perona stubbornly followed the man, from him to the cafeteria, to the library, to the bathroom, Perona faithfully followed him.

"Why did you follow me to the bathroom? So happy you are publicist? I'll report Mr. Zidan later to have the public relations replaced!"

"Don't that dong, I'll wait for you outside instead of coming into the dalem."

"Yes even if you wait outside it's natural to wait here for me! Try it too!"

Unknowingly, Arlan accidentally pushes Perona until the girl falls. With a groan because her legs were bent, Perona started whining at Arlan.

"Don't cry ahh like a big boy! Here stand!" Arlan supported Perona's body until they were close together. His slender waist was circled by Arlan's hand. "Jatoh gini doang nangis, Cemen lu Ron."

"Stupid ahh, hold me!"

"We're again at school, later I'll see auto got a belt."

All the students who passed by the two couples stared in wonder, the spoiled Perona collision with Arlan was usually the man who always stuck to Perona.

"Pliss yes Lan join, pliss?"

"Ga want ah!"

Arlan breezes away leaving Perona alone. The girl looked at him scowling. "It's up to you!" Irritatedly Perona turned around until she was unaware that a large figure was behind her.

Bruk!!

Perona again fell to the floor, she looked up looking up with a groan. "But Arwan?" Her voice boomed in the corridor, the girl immediately greeted the headmaster's hand politely.

"There was an Arlan?" Arwan wiggly looking around it felt like he heard the sound of his son's cry.

"There was but yes now there is none. Tuh son," said Perona while pointing at Arlan who was running to class. The man ran like a Titan on aot while shouting indistinctly. Anyway bashful.

"Perona still wants Arlan to join the band?"

Perona nodded, "that's what sir but Arlanannya would not. It's hard to persuade him."

"Don't give up on the boy, you still want to see him play the drums first."

Perona looked up at the middle-aged man who was taller than him. "Arlan has been drumming since childhood sir?" A curious look at Arwan's face that has begun to wrinkle.

"Dad, that kid's from a little maen drum, want to see the video?"

Arwan reached into his pocket and gave Perona one smartphone. "This phone is special for Arlan's memories, so if you want to see just bring it. Excuse me, please."

The violet smartphone was noticed Perona, the girl stared at the old black screen. Looking at how Arlan looked like as a child.

"If she's cute I swear I'll catch her tomorrow!"