The Stupidity of Me Who Believes in Love

The Stupidity of Me Who Believes in Love
Don't hate me



"It's ma, why do we both always fight when discussing this. If mama still keeps the taste for him I will not ban mama because the household ark that you wake up may still be imprinted on your heart. It's just that I beg one thing to mama, don't try to forbid me to hate it because I also have a reason for it." said Rian then waltzed away from there.


"But Yan.." said Ratih but choked when he saw Rian waltzing away with his goods brang need to go to the capital without saying goodbye.


Ratih who saw the son leave could only stare at his son's departure with a sad look, he was really confused how to erode the hatred that had been rooted in Rian's heart all this time. Ratih never blamed Rian for the feeling of hate in his heart because this was all his fault.


"Then what should I do now? forgive the selfishness of mama who does not want to lose you first Yan, mama is really sorry." he said to himself which of course only responded by the silence there.


Ratih stared blankly at the light green painted wall, slowly the shadow of his separation with Adhitama in the past re-spinned in the mind of Ratih without him asking for anything, like a broken cassette that keeps playing its bitter memories first without being able to pause or press the pause button to stop it, making Ratih recall the bitter memories of the past.


The flashback


That afternoon after the divorce court ruling stated that the two had officially divorced, Ratih then began packing his goods. His tears slowly continued to flow down his cheeks without being able to hold back in the slightest, according to the agreement he made with Arsa's mother Adhitama, who was not able to bear it, where he should not bring anything that still has to do with the Adhitama family including Kafeel even went with him.


Train as much as possible to hold the stuffing so as not to be heard outside, slowly Ratih began to stroke his stomach which now still looks flat because 2 days ago Ratih only found out that he was now two-bodied. Getting the news was like getting a new strength in him to stay afloat and move on. He believes Kafeel here will be happy and more assured of his life compared to his.


"I'm sorry that mom didn't tell your dad about where you were, son, you're the only one you have in this world" Ratih said, sobbing.


After cleaning the goods, Ratih then got up and prepared to leave the Adhitama residence.


Slowly he pulled the suitcase in his hand, just a few times stepped Ratih then stopped because he saw Arsa was walking closer to him.


"Open your suitcase!" arsa's orders arrived which then made Ratih look confused towards Arsa.


"What's ma for?" ask Ratih then.


Got the question Arsa just kept quiet while directly grabbing the suitcase from his hand Ratih by force and then checking the luggage carelessly, to make the neatly arranged clothes become messy and scattered.


"It's good there's nothing you brought from this house. Take that and go as far away from Adhitama as possible lest he can find your whereabouts, remember that!" arsa said as she threw a check worth 500 million in there and sauntered away leaving Ratih staring at her with a broken feeling.


Ratih stared softly at the check paper and then sat on the floor picking up the check paper with tears pouring down his cheeks.


"This child is only mine, I will not give it to you hyxes, I am grateful that they were unaware of my pregnancy all along.... Kafeel forgive mama.pardon mama" said Ratih with a sobbing cry while cleaning one by one his clothes and put them back in the suitcase. "Goodbye mas, I beg you not to hate me." said Ratih then waltzed away from there without looking back or want to go back to hell under the guise of the palace.


Flashback off


In the afternoon at a famous Resto in the Capital, Rian was walking into the Resto to meet his clients there.


Rian who was in a hurry then accidentally hit someone to make the file fall and fall apart. Rian who knew it then immediately crouched down and tried to tidy up his file again.


"I'm sorry sir, I was in a hurry" he said politely as he continued to clean up the paper scattered on the floor.


"Rian Zanesha Adhitama.your name is quite unique" said a voice that stopped the movement of his hand and immediately rose to stare at the source of the sound.


"Abshitama!" his mind inwardly silently stared at the Adhitama who was now holding his business card.


Adhitama who also helped clean up the file belonging to Rian who fell earlier, then stepped his feet closer to Rian who looks silently staring at him.


"The names of the two of us are similar and wait...Even our faces are also slightly similar, isn't this strange? I didn't expect to meet someone similar to me when I was young" Adhitama said with a happy smile when she noticed a resemblance on Rian's face to her.


"Sorry sir, you're wrong, how can we both look alike when we've only met?" refute Rian who does not like to be equated with Adhitama.


"Yes you're right, maybe it's a strange fate but I'm happy to see you" Adhitama said.


"Of course it's a fate I can't prevent, don't you think, sir?" rian said with ambiguous words to make Adhitama confused but still smiling while looking at Rian.


"You are young but your words are very deep" said Adhitama in a seductive tone.


"Father could be" said Rian pretending to blush when he heard Adhitama's speech just now.


"Can I keep your business card? I love this combination of names as if it reminds me of someone." said Adhitama while staring at the business card in his hand earlier.


"Of course sir, call me if you need a lawyer" Rian said with a cynical smile towards Adhitama but of course not known by Adhitama.


"Thank you so much, son, nice to meet you." adhitama said with a bright smile towards Rian but Rian only returned with a short smile and then sauntered away from there leaving Adhitama still silent there alone.


"Why does his behavior remind me of someone?" adhitama said to himself while remembering who but Adhitama could not remember him at all.


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