The Twin CEOs of Amnesia

Not thinking

It has been a week since Dito was released from prison, Tristan has never visited the man who is his biological father. That certainly makes Dito more upset and assume negative on Bara. He felt the reason Tristan never came, it was because it was influenced by Bara.

"It can't be like this. Tristan is my biological child, it means I have more right to my son than Bara the jerk," Dito cursed with a breath of hunting and a reddened face.

"Lagain, why didn't Tristan choose to stay with me anyway? why stay in that house? I'm out of jail, aren't you supposed to live with me? did he think that by preparing a house for me to occupy, that was enough? anyway this house is very small, and rented instead of bought for me. He seemed to really not think of me," again Dito grumbled indistinctly.

At the moment when the irritation still had not disappeared, there was suddenly a knock from the door.

Dito swung his foot to open the door.

"Tristan, are you coming, son?" dito's annoyance instantly disappeared with Tristan's arrival.

"Yes, Om. I want to keep my promise that I'll take Om to mama's grave," the twinkle on Dito's face disappeared once I heard Tristan still hasn't changed his call.

"Come, Om, we're leaving!" Tristan turned around and immediately walked back to his car.

Meanwhile, Dito tries to hold back his rage, and catches up with Tristan.

There wasn't much talk between Tristan and Dito all the way to Tania's tomb, as Tristan was seen only answering Dito's pleasantry questions briefly, and he didn't even ask back.

"We have arrived" said Tristan, pulling his car over in front of a luxurious cemetery.

"Come, Om, we're down!" Tristan opened the car door, then exited. The same thing was done by Dito.

After Dito disembarked, Tristan immediately stepped towards the tomb of his mother Tania, and Dito followed behind

After a five-minute walk, Tristan stopped in front of a meal that read Tania's name. The tomb looks very well preserved. Of course, it is maintained, because Tristan always asks people to always clean the tomb of the woman who gave birth to it.

"Om, this is Mama's grave. Om can prop him to mama so that mama can be calm in nature there," Tristan said while crouching, ready to say a prayer.

Meanwhile, Dito could not help but cry. The middle-aged man, crouched down, gently stroking Tania's name. Honestly, even though she had not been married to Tania's house, she could not lie to her feeling that she really loved the woman and really felt lost.

"Darling, how are you doing there? why did you leave me so soon? you know, I've been out of jail, but I feel there's no point in me being free because you're gone. I really feel lonely, honey because I feel alone. Even our own son doesn't think I exist" Dito began to confide in Tristan and deliberately slipped insinuations.

"If I may ask, I also want to catch up with you soon, dear and I hope to meet you in nature there," continued Dito again with a tail of eyes that he slightly pulled to glance at Tristan.

"Why, um talk like that in your mama's grave?" tristan asked as soon as they were both in the car again.

"Is there something wrong with what I said? nothing's wrong, right?" dito said casually.

"Clearly wrong. If I didn't care, I wouldn't have picked Om up once I got out of jail. Nor will I prepare a house for Om to live in. I also prepared all Om's needs. Is it less? according to Om, what kind of treatment can be considered as caring?"

"Do you think that with you doing all the things you mentioned earlier, that's enough? I really feel alone, Tristan. I lived in the house itself, and you chose instead to stay in Bara's house. You don't realize that your mama's death can't escape because of them,"

Tristan suddenly stopped his car, hearing Dito's words.

"Tristan, why stop suddenly? you want to kill your own birth papa?" pekik Dito, while stroking his eel that had been slightly bumped into the dashboard of the car.

"Why is Om talking like that? mama's death had absolutely nothing to do with papa Bara and Mama Clara. Everything was purely because it was fate," Tristan did not care at all about the protest that was thrown by Dito earlier, so he did not say sorry.

"Look, you're still defending them! in plain sight, they do not seem to have anything to do with the death of your mother, but you think .. if they give forgiveness and do not put your mother in prison, you think, your mama must still be around today, so what's keeping your mama dead is them, Tristan!" dito's voice was heard rising and stirring. Luckily Tristan's car was upset the sound so Dito's booming voice would not be heard all the way outside.

Tristan was unmoved, completely speechless for not understanding the middle-aged man's way of thinking beside him. Tristan then clucked and shook his head.

"I'm confused, with your way of thinking, Om. Om should also be aware of why mom and Om should be put in jail. What according to Om, what Om and Mama did was an act worth forgiving. Evil may be forgiven by mama Clara and Papa Bara, but that does not mean the law must also stop. The law must go on, Om. If enough with the word apology alone, so will many bad people who commit crimes and so caught, just by apologizing, can escape from the snares of the law," tristan said at length without pause.

"I thought that after Om got out of prison, Om would regret and want to live life better, it turns out that Om's heart is still filled with hatred. . Please Om, please stop the feeling of hate, because it will harm Om himself," Tristan continued.

"What do you feed them, so you defend the family more than your own father? you won't even call me papa,"

"I'm loved by everything, Om. The family really thinks I'm part of their family. Om should be happy and grateful, because they are still willing to raise me, and give me sincere affection. Mama alone before his departure, still had time to apologize, but why did Om not realize Om's own mistakes? Um, if they didn't raise me a son, do you think I could still be like this and be in front of you?"

Dito fell silent and could not give an answer to his son's words.

Tbc

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