The Rewarded Revenge

Early Plan

"Who's it from?"

Deg

I gasped in shock at the sound from behind, without turning around I turned my head towards Mahen. Mahen also looked at me, I tried to dare to see who the owner of the voice was.

Slowly I turned my body, in front of me stood a middle-aged man who was none other than the Kurdish pakde trust workers father first.

Pakde Kurdi who saw me instantly wide, even the lips of the Kurdish mang shake.

"Noo...Non Riana, is this really your tea?" asked Pakde Kurdi his eyes were even glassy

I just nodded and smiled at a glance.

"Ka...You are alive, this is really tea, O Allah Gusti." said Pakde Kurdi, hugging me tightly

I am familiar with the Kurdish Pakde, even between the Kurdish mang and Sri mbok there is no difference for me. They are both the same as I have considered my parents, especially Sekar Pakde Kurds son we are like brothers.

"Oh Allah, thank you tea sir" said the Kurdish pakde

"Yes sirde, Riana is alive." I said

Everyone used to think that I was dead, because the news used to sound that I was chased after a man in black robes to the forest and killed.

The news was all the truth, only I survived. Until Damar and Ibunha saw me alive, until now maybe only they know.

"How the story is nduk, the tea pakde is worried really iki" said the Kurdish pakde

"The story is long sirde." I said

"Yowes tell me." he said

The three of us sat under a bamboo tree beside my yard, then I told him everything from beginning to end no one was left behind.

Starting from me and mbok Sri pursued by robed men, until now. The only thing I didn't tell you, was about my strength.

It's not without reason that I didn't tell you, the problem here is Mahendra. I haven't had a chance to laugh at him, it's just that I don't know why I feel he's also involved in this.

Even as I was telling the story, I noticed the look on Mahendra's face that was sometimes tense, sometimes scared, no matter what he thought.

After hearing my story immediately made the Kurdish pakde cry hysterically, fortunately the residents were all in their respective gardens.

I watched Mahendra's face throw away, I don't know if I should confirm my premonition first.

"Already sirde, calm sirde yes that matters Riana is now okay." said me while rubbing the back of the pack to calm down

"If Sekar knows for sure he will also be happy" said the Kurdish pakde as he took off his embrace

Spontaneously I shook my head quickly, for some reason I felt he didn't need to know this.

"No need sir, just pakde who knows do not tell the same who can anyway." I said

"But why nduk?" ask her

I just kept quiet and put on a hard face, seeing my face implied by the plea immediately made the Kurdish pakde assent my request.

"Oh yes sir, I plan to rebuild this house. But I can't go down straight away, I'm just helping out behind the scenes. The reason why, sooner or later the pakde will know. While it is impossible dong if no one intervenes, what pakde can help" I said full of seriousness

"It's good that nduk, pakde will help." said the Kurdish pakde

"Pakde is not alone, there is also Mahendra who will help pakde" I said while looking at Mahen

"Yes, my father will help, I have also promised Riana to help him rebuild this house" Mahen said

"All right." said the Kurdish pakde

I deliberately told Mahen to help Pakde, so I could find out about the secret he was hiding.

After talking for a while, Pakde and Mahendra rushed to do his job by meeting the village officials first, Mahendra initially felt heavy hearted to leave me but I continued to persuade him.

After they left, I kept silent for a moment in my yard. I stared at the house that was just rubble, my heart was back.

Not wanting to continue like this, I decided to return to the village of Sumbul where I live now.

I walked out of the fence of my house that had collapsed, when I heard the sound of people calling me.

"Riana."

Deg