
“What ... do you mean Tara?”
“Santika, we better not have to pretend anymore here.”
Mama Surya walked closer and closer until her sister-in-law was right in front of her. It felt like he wanted to hurt the woman, tear her apart, for harming his son. However, now just looking at him he already felt nauseous and disgusted.
Santika's mother smiled. “I really don't understand what you mean. There seems to be a misunderstanding.”
“I think there is no misunderstanding,” response Mother Tara with a sharp tone. “Everything is clear now.”
Suddenly, Raka takes the gun from her back pocket ready to take Tara's mother hostage. But unfortunately for the young man, the assistant chairman of Akasa Group is not an arbitrary person. He was a trained bodyguard.
Sherry swiftly disarmed Raka and twisted her wrist. Made his rifle fall down. While his two hands were easily locked to the back by the young lady.
Tara's mother gave a small snort and then smiled coldly. “Hopefully Santika sis enjoyed your new vacation spot.”
Instantly there were the sound of dozens of foot creaks getting closer. Police dressed in all black complete with helmets and bulletproof vests walked in quick succession. A circle of barricades shut down two of Abhiyoga's maids and their assistants.
The entire army simultaneously pointed the weapons towards Ibu Santika and Raka. It brings an incredible feel of terror and intimidation. One of them then came out of the line and walked over to them. In one hand was a letter of arrest.
“Saudari Santika Abhiyoga. You are under arrest for attempted murder of Brother Surya Abhiyoga.”
Several other policemen followed the direction of the leader and secured Ms. Santika and Raka. Handcuffed them then stood guard on the right left of the two.
“You have the right to be silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in court. You have the right to speak to a legal advisor ..”
Tara's mother observed the procession of arresting the perpetrator who tried to harm her son. Listening to all ‘Miranda’ alerts are read to completion by the police for her sister-in-law. Then saw Raka and the woman being led along with two investigators towards the police car.
Mama Dewa remained silent in the same position until everything left. Keep staring blankly at the place where Madam Santika and Raka disappeared. Although he was relieved the mastermind behind all the calamities his son was revealed and had been caught. There was still a portion of his little heart that was wounded.
Santika's mother is not just a God's mother. She was a friend, colleague, sister, and family to Ms. Tara. Only Ms. Santika understood what it was like to be a female leader in the Abhiyoga Family. How they survive and all the hard work and effort they have to put in.
But now, even the closest people to him had betrayed him ….
Mom Tara's eyes looked teary. Sherry swiftly offered a clean handkerchief to her leader. Mama Surya smiled and took the white cloth.
“Thank you, Sherry,” he said slowly.
“By pleasure, Mother Chairman.”
The two eventually walked back to the white Rolls-Royce car owned by Ms. Tara, which had been parked not far from there.
***
Surya started his car and drove aimlessly. It was all over now, but his heart did not feel the slightest bit of satisfaction. He left the Gods in a state of shock in Earth's shooting range.
However, now he could not linger there with the man. He could not even see his cousin without feeling the overflowing anger. Moreover, it should entertain him as it used to ....
He had asked Ardi to check and monitor the state of the Gods there. Surya had contacted his driver to pick up Tessa and bring her to his girlfriend. At least he had to make sure the Gods were not alone and did some foolish actions.
Suddenly, as soon as he woke up from the chaos of his mind, his car was parked in front of Varsha's house. Surya then looked at the door of the house and let out a long sigh. Worried about knocking it or not.
Finally the handsome man decided that the night was too late and that he should leave. However, like a telepathy owned by a couple, Varsha immediately appeared from behind the door of his house. Wearing light blue pajamas with rain motifs and yellow cardigans.
Nor could Surya hold his smile. Then get out of the car. Can't wait to say hello to her rain angel who looks so pretty tonight.
“Goodnight, Varsha.”
“Goodnight, Surya.”
The two then fell silent for a moment. Surya looked at her lover then took one hand and kissed her gently. The familiar, soothing aroma immediately pervaded him.
Without releasing his grip on Varsha's hand, the man finally whispered, “Can I kidnap you tonight?”
***
They've been in the car for about two hours, then on foot for about 20 minutes now. The surrounding scenery was dark, yet Varsha could see there was a slight illumination not far in front of him. I don't know why this area feels familiar to him.
“You remember this place?”
Varsha suddenly widened her eyes. Of course he remembers. How could he forget this place. They are at Purwa Cliffs, where the Rain meets the Sun.
“Ya, I remember.”
The atmosphere is quite different at night. Dimmer lights are installed around the edge of the cliff. While the stars seemed timidly shining on the dark sky.
“Ah .. I forgot that there is no seat here,” Surya chirps. “Well, no problem.”
The handsome man then took off his gray suit and placed it on the sandy soil. Then he sat there and gestured for Varsha to join him.
Varsha held her breath for a moment as soon as she saw Surya's actions earlier. The price of the suit must be like heaven and earth when compared to the pajamas he was wearing. It feels absurd to sacrifice a masterpiece of a famous designer rather than his simple nightgown.
But once he saw the expression of his lover who was still sad, he did not comment anything. The beautiful woman then sat in front of her sun prince. Surya was holding it tightly from behind. Enjoying the scent of his rain angel who always makes his heart feel comfortable and peaceful.
“The culprit has been arrested,” said Surya finally. Her soft voice sounded sad in the ears of the beautiful woman. While his head rests on the shoulders and neck of his heart.
“The mastermind is Aunt Santika, her mother Dewa ...”
Varsha could hear Surya's increasingly vibrating voice and his irregular breathing. He rubbed the handsome man's head slowly trying to calm him. However, before long the beautiful woman felt her shoulders get a little wet.
“God knows everything ..” continue Surya again. “But he only tried to protect his mother .. so I understand.”
“I think I would do the same thing if I was in his position ...”
Seeing her lover who was so sad, Varsha was unable to hold back her tears. He turned his head towards Surya and slowly kissed the prince's forehead. Trying to give him strength and support.
“It’s okay,” whispered Varsha softly. “Everything will be fine, Surya.”
Suddenly the handsome man gave a small smile in the middle of his cries. It was like feeling deja vu. Five years ago, her rainbow angel did the same. Gave him an encouraging sentence that made him able to survive until now.
And now, five years later, the woman is doing the same thing.
Surya then grabbed Varsha's chin and gently kissed her lips. Feel every breath of his rain-dancing angel on his face. Inhaling the scent of hers and her fused lover. And hearing their similar heartbeat.
Surya loves Varsha very much and he hopes that she knows and can feel his sincerity.
***
The curcol author:
So look, kyaaaaa xD author kok follow baper wkwkwk
Okay. Seriously now hehe. Actually in Indonesia does not subscribe to the use of 'Miranda Warning' during the arrest process. But let's be more dramatic (#ehek) author so adopt the procession deh, hehe. So please be understood and just say yes, his name is also fiction ohoho ;D
<3<3<3<3<3<3<3
Don't forget to support Author by giving your love, comments, thumbs up, gifts, and votes, yes ;D
Have a good night and have a good dream!
Noahun~
- Onion