The Soulmate Does Not Run Where
The Damar
Brums! Brums!
The sound of the car stopped right in the yard of Damar's house. Both of Damar's parents who were still cool looking at the picture of their grandchildren in front of the television immediately stopped their activities. They look at each other to question who is visiting the nights in their homes.
"Eh, whose car are the nights coming?" ask Damar's mother to be curious.
"Okay, I don't know either." His father Damar shrugged his shoulders.
"Better, I'll just check ahead to be clear!" His father Damar immediately got out of the chair.
"No need to check! That's the car that's gonna take me away!" prevent Damar from smiling. His legs began to climb down the stairs. His hand was shaking a large suitcase.
His parents immediately looked towards Damar. Their eyes widened to see Damar looking very neat. Not to mention the suitcase he brought made their hearts rattled.
"Geez, where is that kid going? Then, that suitcase?" mumbling Damar's mother was agitated.
"Come, Dad was dizzy thinking about his behavior. Because of Kayla, she changed three hundred and sixty degrees. His loving, friendly and gentle attitude was gone. There was only anger in his heart." His father Damar shook his head not understanding.
"Oh my God, why should our family have such complicated problems just because they want to have a next generation too? If only, we did not just want to wait .. surely our family is still intact and not scattered like this," muttered his mother Damar sad.
Damar is now downstairs. She stepped closer to her parents still scrolling through her suitcase as well.
"Where are you going these nights, son?" ask Damar's mother to worry.
"I'm going to go for a minute to calm my mind. Same mother you don't have to worry about me. I promise I won't do anything out there. I'm just trying to forget all the wounds in this heart. Staying in this house makes me always remember those lies." Damar smiled miris.
"Did you have no choice but to leave the house? If you leave, what about our company?" ask Damar's mother confused.
"Nothing, Mother. If I don't go .. The shadow of that wound is eating away at my soul. I don't want to keep holding on to this anger. Do you want to see me mentally ill?" Damar started raising his voice volume in annoyance.
"It's not so, son! Mom just ...." His mother Damar was confused to say what else.
"If it's only about the company, I'll still take care of it even if I'm not in Indonesia. I will keep working. So, you guys take it easy," Damar explained, connecting the mother's words.
"God, how far do you want to calm yourself down to all foreign countries? Don't you want to watch your son grow up?" ask Damar's mother in shock.
"Jeez, this mom is still mengueyel. Kan, I told you that he's not my son. I didn't want the bastard at all" Damar explained, starting to get emotional. He was furious that his parents began discussing the child from his illicit relationship with Kayra.
Plakkkp!
One slap landed smoothly on Damar's cheek. The father could no longer bear to hear Damar's wrong words. According to him, Damar must indeed be taught a lesson in order to control his emotions.
Damar's mother was crying. He was so shocked to hear Damar's extremely immoral words.
"All right, I'm leaving! Please take care of your health!" Damar held his cheek that felt sore and hot. He immediately turned his body not wanting to linger anymore dealing with his parents. It will further aggravate the mood of his soul.
Damar's father kept silent and did not answer or prevent him. Unlike his mother, he still wanted to try to undo his son's intention to leave.
After returning from the hospital, Damar did not leave his room at all. So, they can't show photos of their grandchildren. Her mother Damar knocked on her door. However, Damar did not care about it.
Damar only let out a rough sigh. He did not respond to her at all. His feet hurried to walk away.
"Mar, I'm serious! You should see this picture first!" Damar's mother was going to chase him while crying. However, the husband immediately held her back.
"It doesn't have to be that way, Mom! The boy is still possessed by his soul. So, just let him go. I am sure that his words will plunge himself into the deep valley of regret" said his father Damar so that his wife would understand.
"But Dad, what pity is our innocent grandson? Will he miss his father?" ask Damar's mother to cry.
"According to Dad, that would never happen. There is a David who can take his place. David's experience has been a lot with Kayra, so surely he will give the best for the happiness of his family," explained his father Damar very confident.
"All right, I hope what you say is true." His mother Damar immediately hugged the husband while sobbing.
"Aamiin's." The hand of his father Damar rubbed his wife's shoulder.
Now Damar was on his way delivered by his secretary named Fatan. In the car he was silent. His mind was getting messed up because his family had absolutely no one to understand his feelings.
They instead grew wounds in his heart continuously by mentioning the child Kayra had born so similar to him. He didn't want that at all. For him the presence of the child will only incise a wound in his heart always.
The shadow of her forbidden relationship with Kayra would immediately appear if she saw the child's face. Not to mention the lies created by the twin brothers would definitely continue to make his hatred and anger flare up.
"Sorry sir, I almost forgot to hand Mr. David an envelope" Fatan said. His hand groped the car dashboard to retrieve the envelope.
"I don't want to accept it! Please throw it away!" firmly Damar cold.
"Good, Sir!" Fatan undoes his intentions. He did not give the envelope to Damar. He returned the envelope to its place.
Damar deliberately refused the envelope because he did not want to continue his problems with the wife's family. He was convinced that the envelope must have contained money.
"David-david, indeed you think that by you returning my money . then I will stop hating your wife. Apparently, your love for her managed to cover up your wife's ugliness. If I were you, I would not accept that filthy body" said Damar in his heart. He smiled bitterly.
Suddenly the shadows as he made love to Kayra ringed back in his head. How Kayra was timid while serving him. She also recalled how she begged Kayra for her rights before Kayra gave birth that time.
"Ah, stop!" yelled Damar as he could not bear to imagine all that.
The citttt!
Fatan immediately stepped on the brakes of his car following the direction of his boss.
Bruckk!
Damar's body staggered forward, hitting the wall of the chair in front of him.
