The Revenge of the President

Chapter 12 The Alexa Family

Coming home desperate and disappointed, that was Arshila's feeling at the moment. Dimas' promise will bring them together, make him give in.

"Shi, don't be sad. There's still time next week. You have to be strong and it's time you planned your future."

Arshila nodded, hugging Aunt Nessa who was already like her mother.

"Tan, I'll go home first. Papa called me."

Alexa approaches.

"You be careful, yeah, Alex."

Arshila raised her face, waving, as the girl turned her head before getting in the car.

Aunt Nessa invites Arshila into the house, after the car driven by Alexa disappears from the gate.

"Aunty, what kind of Alexa family? As I recall, he never told me."

Aunt Nessa is still stepping, her mind wandering in search of answers. Alexa's family secrets still have to be kept in meetings from Arshila.

"Tante, doesn't know him either. He's very closed. We'll wait until he talks about it himself."

Now Alexa, get home. Brak! The sound of the car door slamming hard. He stepped in, ignoring the gazes of the house servants.

"You're home yet?" Clarissa's mother asked, when Alexa arrived in the middle room. "Sit down, I have something to talk about."

Alexa is silent, sitting on the sofa facing the woman she calls aunt.

"What's up, Auntie?"

"You still haven't changed your call to me. We've been together for 20 years and I raised you" Clarissa's mother said in a low tone.

"You told me to go home, just to hear your bullshit. Hmh!" Alexa screeched and then walked away.

"You have three days to prepare your personal belongings."

"What do you mean, Auntie?" Alexa turned her face.

"Your father will send you abroad."

"My dad?" Walked up to Clarissa's mother. "It was my father who said that. If it's true, surely the brilliant idea came out of your mouth with the sound."

"Why should I do it?"

"Of course, for the same reason, when you put me in jail. Remember, Auntie, I'm not leaving this time. Don't test my patience if you don't want me to open my mouth."

Clarissa's mother clenched her hands, swinging about to land on Alexa's face. But, quickly the girl caught him.

"Don't think of touching me, I'm not seven years old anymore to receive a slap and a threat from you. I'll give you two days to persuade my father."

Alexa slaps Clarissa's mother's hand and leaves.

Entering the room, still with anger that has not subsided.

Slowly the sun began to sink, the light began to dim and its position began to be replaced. Alexa who cleaned her body, down the stairs, to the kitchen.

"Alex," call Bagas.

The girl, turning her body, looked at Bagas with a coat still attached.

"What's wrong?"

"You have to go abroad. Papa has prepared everything for you."

"I'm not leaving, tell the woman to stop bothering me."

"She's your mother," cried Bagas, "until when did you treat her like this? She raised you."

"Mother?" Alexa clenched her hands. "That woman will never be my mother. Don't force me to go, Papa has no right, to rule me."

"You've gone too far? Papa's done a lot for you and here's your reward."

"Haha...." Alexa laughed. "What have you done for me? Even out there, I'm just a niece and Santara's family only has a single daughter."

"Alex, Papa did it to protect you."

"Protect me from what? Isn't just to protect the name of Papa's wife so as not to smear. A secretary rose in office, becoming a great mistress. Get rid of my mom, like she's dead. Removing my name from the family deed makes Clarissa your only daughter. That's what you guys do for me."

Alexa's loud voice filled the house, her face flushed red, Fortunately, she still had a little respect for her father.

"I'm not your daughter, so don't set me up."

Alexa walked back to the kitchen, opened the fridge, picked up some fruit. Grabbing a bottle of water, then heading back to the room.

"Alex." Bagas called back, still in the same spot, as his daughter stepped into the kitchen.

"Don't force me, if papa still wants me to call you father."

Bagas took a heavy breath, staring at his daughter leaving just like that. The mistakes of the past, which he could no longer correct. According to the will of the wife for the reputation of the family.

Now Clarissa's departure, made him lose his successor, even though he still had a daughter who he recognized as a nephew. But how can he tell the world about it.

Alexa chews fruit, plays a cell phone while opening a chat group with members of ex-convicts.

"My brothers, tomorrow we have to go abroad. Sorry, can't have a farewell."

Alexa knitted her brows, coincidentally Yessi and Jian left the country. Especially impressed suddenly.

"Kok, suddenly?"

"Come, aunt. I was forced by papa as well as by Yessi. We were not given a chance to refuse."

"How long?"

"Not yet to know, brother. Maybe yearly, brother shi, sorry yes, can't accompany."

"It's okay, my brothers. I still have Alexa's sister and Aunt Nessa."

Alexa is still reading their chats, still not commenting. His mind was filled with prejudice. He put down his cell phone, ran out of the room.

"Papa," call Alexa, staring at her father sitting in the study. "Tell me, who asked Papa to send me abroad?"

"You mean?" Bagas was still calm, not hooked by Alexa's question, which was right on target. Who can rule Papa."

Alexa took two steps forward, stopping right in front of her father.

"Don't fool me, Pa. I know, who can command a businessman of Papa's level. Tell me, what is he?"

"What do you have to do, until he has to send you out of the country. You've thought far."

Is it just a coincidence. But, I feel that's impossible. Did he plan something against Shila's sister.

Not getting an answer, Alexa turned around, to go.

"Alex," called Bagas, "papa's sorry, for everything that happened to our family. Can't you accept our situation now? It's been 20 years, we've been living with Fira, can't you call her mom? Do you hate her so much?"

"How can I call her mother, if she doesn't act like my mother. And Papa knows, it's not just the woman I hate."

"Alex, please stop being childish."

"I was a child, didn't you change my date of birth. I was born to Clarissa, but I have to be her sister. I'm just a nephew of your brother in the grave."

Bagas let out a long sigh, letting his daughter go with an overwhelming hatred for him. Trouble that never found a way out, he was always cornered, when his first daughter attacked with scathing words.

He leaned his back, rethinking Dave's request for Alexa. They don't have a relationship, they may not even know each other. But, why? A question he wanted to ask directly, but still had doubts. Keep her daughter-in-law's feelings from being offended or angry.