The Soulmate of Dad

The Soulmate of Dad
13. Keep away



"Sir Bee."


Beeya smiled as Iyan and Wira widened her eyes.


"O-ow! You're caught .. cheating on her again, new woman." The hero kicked as if mocking Iyan. Other employees also help hold back laughter because of the actions of the Hero.


"Wira, make me hot choco, yeah."


Iyan was surprised by Beeya's words. The woman who looked thinner asked the Hero not to him. In fact, all this time Beeya did not want to be made drinks or food other than Iyan who made it.


"Good, Ma'am." Wira smiles and thumbs up."


"I'm waiting outside, yeah." Beeya grabbed her bag lying on the floor and walked out of the kitchen area. There Iyan just stared and continued to look at Beeya's back which was getting away.


"I or the Father who wants to make it," said Wira. Iyan turned his head and replied, "he asked him to be like you're not me."


Beeya leaned her head against the window next to her desk. Pressing his chest that felt very painful. Beeya's phone kept ringing, not once did she answer the call.


"Mom, drink it."


The arrival of the Hero made Beeya wipe the tip of her eyes very roughly. He tried to smile.


"Do you want any other food?" Beeya just shook her head. The hot chocolate in front of his eyes was not necessarily his drink.


Iyan could only sigh harshly. He who was originally joking with Anggie now fell silent.


"Who is that woman?" ask Anggie.


"My father's best friend's son." Without even turning my face Iyan answered a question from Anggie.


Anggie's phone rang and a smile splashed across his face. "Let's go home, yeah." Iyan flinched with Anggie's words.


"Let me take you." Iyan who had been standing was pulled back by Anggie.


"No need. I can go home by myself."


Iyan just nodded, his mind still split between Anggie and Beeya.


"I'm moving forward." Iyan escorted Anggie and passed Beeya who did not look at him.


"Be careful."


That word came out from Iyan's mouth and was able to be heard by Beeya. "Yes, this is the last time I see you."


Beeya got up from her seat and left a red note under the drink she ordered. However, they accidentally cross paths. Iyan stared and looked at Beeya's face while Beeya continued to move her legs regardless of Iyan. Beeya is clearly not okay.


Beeya's move was stopped because it was blocked by Iyan. The young man really misses Beeya.


"Sister," call Iyan.


"I just wanted to see you, but now you're very busy. I'm sorry if I'm presumptuous and break my promise." Beeya did not turn her body. As much as she could, she held back her tears.


"I promise..This is our last meeting and I'll be gone from your life." Beeya let go of Iyan's hand and said. "Goodbye, future husband."


The prospective husband is the name Iyan hates the most, but hearing that title now makes Iyan's heart grimace sick. His body was stiff and unable to move. When she saw Beeya's trembling back, she was eager to hug Beeya from behind.


Along the way Beeya could only cry. His heart was very sick with what he was feeling.


As Beeya said, she never saw Iyan again. He had also never played to the house of Iyan's two brothers.


"Where are you going?" ask the papah when Beeya is already wearing all black clothes.


"I'm going to Opa's grave."


"alone?" ask the mother. Beeya just nodded.


"Papah and Mamah's schedule will be Sunday tomorrow with ma'de. Bee just wants to take a walk on his own while visiting Opa's grave."


A jolly child, a shitty child becomes a calm child. This house is like a cemetery. No more screaming, no more laughter coming out of Beeya's mouth.


Drive the car towards Karawang alone with a heart-wrenching melow song. There's a big secret that Beeya's damning. He didn't tell me because he didn't want his father hanging.


His car is parked, he's headed for the opa cemetery. Every visit to Bhaskara's funeral. Beeya will always cry.


"Opa, can't Bee be a bad grandson. Bee's tired, Opa."


Despite the blistering weather, Beeya was still at home next to the tomb. He just sat looking at the well-preserved tomb.


A man who had just made the pilgrimage to his father's grave stopped his steps when he saw a woman he seemed to recognize. He still remembered very well, the tomb was the tomb of a famous businessman. The man was still standing and seemed to be accompanying the woman in the hot sun.


"He was crying" whispered his invisible friend.


"What's wrong with you, brother?"


It felt like he was approaching, but his ego was huge. He was just keeping the woman from a distance. The clouds had blackened, the woman immediately moved from her seat.


"Bee, go home, Opa."


The words the man was able to hear and when Beeya walked away from the grave of the grandfather, the man hid. When everything was safe he followed Beeya from behind.


"really. The car plate's got him."


Escorting Beeya by using a motorbike turned out to make the man rained. Beeya had to pass through the toll road, but she instead chose the usual path. So, can the man follow.


Wet drenched until Jakarta and when the car Beeya had entered the man's house also parked his motorbike and continued his journey to the boarding house. In fact, the Echa house is closer than the cost.


Arriving at the boarding house, he saw a luxury car parked in the boarding yard. Kosan Iyan's room is at the very edge. Beside him is the costan Anggie and next to the boarding Anggie a woman who is reportedly a mistress of moneyed men.


"Sunami the big brother that time." Positive thinking. That's Iyan.


When Iyan was about to enter the motor, a very clear demonic voice made Iyan momentarily silent. He also shook his head. "It's raining" he murmured, shuddering in disgust.


Iyan's body was already lying on a foam mattress, but his mind was still wandering here and there. Especially Beeya. His heart was like it was connected to that woman.


Iyan chose to open his phone. He's looking for Anggie's number. Although the room is opposite to Anggie, but Iyan is more comfortable talking via telephone.


The first connection is not lifted, the second connection is the same. The third connection was then Anggie answered a call from Iyan.


"Yes, Yan." Anggie's voice sounded dull.


"Why you?"


"No, I-I'm in a gym again."


However, in Iyan's ear there was a tinkling sound very clear. Samar sounds like someone's moaning, too.


"Yan, yes. I-I'm not strong."


The phone connection Anggie ended made Iyan frown. "What happened to Anggie?"


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A video that Beeya had just watched made her mentally depressed. He could only smile faintly with his receding tears as well as a very sick heart.


"Do as you please until you are content to hurt me."


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