
"Mom, papa is really disappointed in you. Papa and Om Adrian's friendship is threatened with destruction. Papa does not want if the reputation of the Prayoga family that has been well maintained, destroyed just because of this problem," Bara sitting limp on the bed.
Bima again ruffled her head to make her hair more messy. That man really looks upset right now.
Bima then stepped over to Bara and knelt before her papa.
"Pa, I'm sorry that I ruined everything. But please trust me. Ayu and I did absolutely nothing!" Without feeling embarrassed again, a speck of clear liquid dripped out from the corner of Bima's eye, but immediately next to her.
"Bima, as your parents, papa would love to trust you, but it's hard, son. Everything happened clearly in front of my mom and dad. Papa couldn't have imagined what would have happened next, had we not come earlier,"
"Gurghhh!" Bima got up from his bow. "Why the hell doesn't anyone believe me? I'm Papa's son and mother, right? Don't you know your own child's karekter? Why do you suspect me? Ok, for the problem ... It also wouldn't have happened if you all hadn't come suddenly. It all happened because of our shocked reaction!" bima's voice is rising. The man was speaking very fiery.
"Papa and Mama can't see my condition now? Look Pa, look Ma, I'm still fully dressed, right? How can you accuse me with clothes still stuck to my body?" bima's breath has been seen hunting, really-real no longer know how to explain to his parents.
"Male! Lower your voice! how could you speak so highly in front of your parents? Huh!" now Bara's voice also blaring, to compensate for Bima's voice.
"Why? Why can't I raise my voice? Is that how I'd be considered a brash kid?" Bima is really out of control anymore.
"Ma, Pa, I know that we have to be polite and polite to parents, but not always the child has to be, Pa. We as children must also dare to speak out to defend ourselves, as long as we feel right. Not that then we've been rude to the parents. That's what I'm doing right now, I just want you to believe that I didn't do anything to Ayunda at all. We're both purely trapped in this room, Pa!" Bima started to lower her voice.
Bara unmoved, silent a thousand languages. He really felt that his son was a reflection of him.
"Mom, forgive Papa! all right, papa believes you didn't do it. But what about Adrian? you see for yourself, he was really angry earlier. However you argue, papa is sure that Om Adrian will not want to hear what you say. He was already disappointed, son," Bara finally lowered his ego. Because he knew that if he kept talking in a high tone and was answered high again by Bima, the problem would never be solved.
"True your father, son. Adrian was disappointed. For a father, his daughter is a princess to him. And if her daughter's self-esteem is smeared, it's the same as hurting her pride as a father" Clara who from just now was silent, finally opened her voice.
Bima. The man was really not spirit now. "So what should I do to get things better? Should I kneel at the feet of Adrian? If only in that way did everything pay off, I would do it!"
Bima shook her head. "Not in that way. But the only way, you have to marry Ayunda!"
Like being struck by lightning in broad daylight, Bima was ready to be shocked to hear his papa's words.
"Bima, there really is no time. You need time to look for all the evidence, but just so you know in a matter of hours, even in a matter of minutes, our family could lose their reputation if Adrian's Om has acted," he explained,With a sad face. "Papa really didn't want the company that Papa fought desperately for long ago to break down so quickly. Because once this news spreads, our stock price will definitely plummet," Bara continued.
Bima shook her head, unable to say anything more. All he saw was his frustrated face.
"Is it just the only street wedding, Pa? is there no other way?" bima's voice now sounded soft.
"Yes, Son. That's the only way, "this time Clara's telling me.
Bima rubbed her hair back against the wall.
"Ma, Mama knows for herself right my real reason for refusing an arranged marriage with Ayu?"
Clara nodded her head and squatted down next to her son.
"Not just your mama, papa actually already knows" Bara chirped. "But how else, maybe it's fate if you two are indeed paired," continued Bara again.
Suddenly Bima, punching the wall hard, to bleed. This man who used to look tough, finally cried and hugged his mother Clara. "Ma, does mom know? Now I feel like I've been a failure, Ma. My struggle all this time to stay away, so that Brother Tristan can be close to Ayu, in vain. I really feel like a useless person now!" Bima finally broke her heart
Inevitably, from the corner of Clara's eyes also dripped a pithy liquid looking at her son's condition.
"Son, you can't say that! You may have tried hard, but Ayu may still be your destiny. You are not useless, son, because if God had willed, however you might have made them united, it would not have been possible, because your opponent is God the Holder of this world," Clara stroked the soft head of Bima which was in her stomach. For the first time the woman saw her son looking like a weakling.
"Mom, your mama's right. Rest assured, Tristan will also not mind if you marry Ayu. He could certainly accept it with great courage" Bara chimed in on his wife Clara's words.
"I just want to make Kak Tristan not feel excluded in our family and always feel inferior because he is not a real child. I just want to give her the happiness she wants and I know that it's Ayunda. All this time I felt sinful and felt that it was us who made her lose the woman who gave birth to her, so I was determined to sacrifice my happiness to make up for a little bit of my guilt, but it was all in vain, Ma. I feel really bad now!" Bima cried while hitting her own chest.
From outside Tristan who heard everything, also could not hold back his tears anymore. Although he actually already knew the reason Bima refused, the match with Ayunda, still he felt sad to hear all the overflow of Bima's heart. Because it was not strong, Tristan finally chose to leave.
Tbc