Three Years Different

60: Adiwangsa Family Villa

Abhimata .. turns out what people say about you is wrong. I am a little grateful to have one ... A sister like you, the inner Mardiyah who saw Abhimata walk away left her. Because what he saw was Abhimana coming, maybe the two twins want to vacation together in this villa.

Mardiyah looked up, it was cold this morning. There were some places that were muddled by the rain last night. The villa owned by the Adiwangsa family is really large and spacious. Even the surroundings were very quiet, was it possible that this was so intentional that he would never know his way home?

"Generic ..." Mardiyah sighed and closed her net. "Please .. forgive me."

Is correct.

He and Umma Sarah were kicked out of the Lazuardi hotel. Because he did not know where the residence Adiwangsa, he chose to go to this luxurious inn which was even welcomed by Rajendra. The tempramental man was cursing and driving away, completely lacking manners. The one who should be angry and cursing is not Rajendra.

Goddamn bum!

He is eager to hit the face full of arrogance from Rajendra. If not for his useless legs, he would have served the Adiwangsa, who with his dirty mouth dared to insult Mardiyah.

"Sir--"

"Umma, Lutfan is going to Adiwangsa hospital. Lutfan is going to see Dr. Gumira. They ... can not take Mardiyah," said Lutfan.

Umm Sarah said, "Umma tastes free, son. Doctor Gumira is the head of the hospital, he must not always be in one place."

"Yes but Lutfan's effort, Umma."

Umma Sarah nodded. "Umma understands. You better meet your friend. The one called Linggar Linggar, who knows if they'll help."

"Yes. Lutfan will ask them." Lutfan looked at his standing still. "Umma rest there, at this outlet happens to be a mattress for sleeping. Lutfan will stay here a while. So Umma can sleep first."

Umma Sarah went to the resting place. While Lutfan was waiting for the arrival of Aldo who thirty minutes ago he called to come here.

Not long after he saw from the window that Aldo's car was entering the outlet courtyard.

"Assynolajet. Sorry, Lut. Ordinary, stuck."

Lutfan nodded. "Mosur."

Aldo then took a seat opposite Lutfan. Netranya looked at the face of the friend who hires him all this time. "dither. I don't know whatsapp you sent. What do you mean? Your wife was taken away? Same ... About Gautama?"

"Yes." Yeah."

Aldo looked seriously. "Clear chronology, Lut. There is no way your wife dong is suddenly taken away if there is no reason akib--"

"He's Mr. Gautama's son."

Netra Aldo widened, even consciously leaning on Lutfan, as if he could not believe his hearing. "What's? Anjir, my ears. Do you rephrase what the hell you said?"

"Mardiyah Pak Gautama's son."

"A-kids? Real kid?" Aldo. "No-no punches. Isn't Om Gautama's son a girl? Try to be clear, Lut."

Lutfan replied, "The bottom line, Mr. Gautama is my wife's biological father. The rest, they have nothing to do. And I asked you to come here to ask for help contact Abhimata. The rest, too, you don't have to bacot much. I'm not in the mood anymore, Do."

"okay-okay. I think it's a family matter." Aldo reached into his pocket to pull out the device and fiddle since. "Gue won't interfere. I'll help you, because you really need."

Not long ago Aldo's device sounded in the notification, and he immediately looked at Lutfan. "Abhimata no longer works. Usually in the Lodging Manager Jyotika Ira. In IG he made up stories like he was in his family's villa again."

"Where's the villa?"

Aldo. "Angyr. Yeah I don't know, Lut."

"Yes, ask dong."

Aldo did not immediately ask, but still looked at the story that had just been updated by Abhimata, where the bloody man Adiwangsa was updating the photo dominance with green views of the parks from a distance and when Aldo was careful again it turns out there was someone photographed there. Like women, who wear closed clothes.

"Don't stop, Lut." Aldo approached Lutfan by showing his salary. "She just updated the story again, when I look around, kayak no one ya. Kayak chick. But there's no way Cassia, Cassia's not wearing a veil, there's no way Abhimata's taking Cassia to the villa."

When Lutfan noticed the photo, there was a woman dressed in a covered dress with peach colors. Unfortunately because the woman was sitting, it was difficult to share it to judge from the posture. "Lo sure? The guy in the picture isn't Cassia? Or ... just ART him when someone hijaban?"

"I'm sure, Lut. Cassia was never wearing a veil, even though the clothes may not be that long, like bu hajah aja. Keep going anyway, huh? ARTnya Adiwangsa family there is no cover, if there is Lut, yes times not uniform?"

Lutfan nodded in understanding. "OKAY. That is. Anter I'm into that villa, Do."

"Angyr, Lut. Yeah how do I know my address."

"I told you to ask."

Aldo. "No-no. Nge, njir. It's not good to ask everything."

"Lo said to help me!"

"Yes but, Lut---"

"Come dong, Do. You can see I'm afraid to think about my wife gini, huh?"

@Aldojanardane

Widih, at the villa

I happen to be on holiday again

Stop by can't you?

Abhimata responded to DM coming in from Aldo. His forehead shriveled, then tried to see the story he made earlier, in a very-observed again it turns out there is his stepbrother who was photographed, even though only seen from behind and sitting in a garden chair. He believes, maybe now Aldo is with Lutfan.

"He!" Abhimana patted her shoulder. "Lo gapain? Chat with Cassia? Seriously fuck it up."

Abhimata. "No. It's my Aldo-DM."

"DM what? Ask the girl?"

Abhimata nodded again. "No really. The question is Radak going there. He said he stopped by here just--"

"I answered, no. Tell me about a vacation with Cassia or something." Abhimana paused thinking of something. "Ah, no-no. Tell me to stay at the villa, because my candidate works here."

Abhimata was amazed at the thoughts of his twin brother. "Yes .. happens to be Meera's servant here. So you can be content to come to the villa, pretend to heal in fact mah lo want to see the girl."

"Lo-anxir"

"Aakh."

"Oh," complained Mardiyah to her feet, and a refuser of the infusion that fell on the floor.

"You can do .. akh!" Abhimana was upset, I don't know who when he saw Mardiyah sitting on the floor. And then quickly he approached. "Please be careful dong. Continue also ... where are the people who take care of you? Where are these servants?!"

Bi Amah along with the ranks of young servants, including Meera came running.

"Where can you leave him alone, huh? You're paid to take care of him!" Abhimana's hand was rubbed Abhimana until his anger subsided. "My order! They might not have taken care of him!"

Mardiyah addressed Abhimana who scolded the servant in silence. "Abhimana, don't scold them. I fell by myself."

"Lo-"

Abhimata said, "Don't say much. Carry it in, take it in, I'll take the infusion."

"Thank you" said Mardiyah.

Abhimana just cleared his throat without looking at Mardiyah again. It seems that Abhimata deliberately told Abhimana to carry him.

"Is anyone sick?" asked Abhimata suddenly.

Mardiyah looked at her feet. "That's .. my leg."

"I'm calling the Doctor?"

Mardiyah. "It's .. It's just bleeding."

"Just bleed you said? Crazy ..." said Abhimana.

Mardiyah nodded her head by looking at the little sister closely. "Yes. Later in the treatment itself can also be, Abhimana."

Abhimana spontaneously turned around and went out of the room. Mardiyah unintentionally looked at Abhimana's reddened face. Is it wrong behavior? Because I call his name or because I look at him? mardiyah's mind directly leaned against her back.

"Abhimata" said Mardiyah.

Abhimata took a seat on the edge of the bed. "Yes?"

"I know you can't tell Lutfan where I am. But ..." Mardiyah. "If I may ask. Please at least, tell Lutfan that I'm okay."

Abhimata.

"You can't, can you?" Mardiyah looked at Abhimata again. "When you only tell them via message?"

Abhimata. "I ..."

"If you can't. No pa-pa. I'm not forcing, I'm also afraid Mr. Manggala and Mr. Gautama are scolding you." Mardiyah. "Then. Could you please, leave me alone?"

Abhimana nodded and left himself. The servants asked Mardiyah to leave as well, her intention to treat herself without being helped by anyone.

"Young Miss---"

Mardiyah raised her hand. "Have I not spoken? To leave me alone?"

"But Miss---" foot"

"I can treat it myself."

After all completely leaving him. Mardiyah does not directly treat the wound, but chooses to relax, while looking at the infusion hose attached. The liquid dripped slowly, before long his eyes warmed up. The memories of Lutfan and Umma Sarah filled his mind again.

Depressing.

He's totally helpless. Manggala reigns above all else because of position and money. If only, he never wished and prayed to want to meet his Father and Mother, surely he would still be with Lutfan. He should have realized that his real family was Umma Sarah, Abi and Lutfan.

They love and love selflessly. No matter that he is the child of rape, Umm Sarah still takes care of him. Keep thinking this self is a child. Until he was at the point of marriage, which made him completely united with the extended family of Kiai Bashir.

He is no longer an outsider. She was the wife of Lutfan. A granddaughter-in-law of Kiai Bashir, she no longer feels foreign, she is happy when welcoming her new status, which is no longer an adopted child.

"Generic ..."

"You're okay, aren't you?"

Mardiyah squeezed the blanket firmly and her hands turned to cover her face, she cried no longer able to control the feeling of longing for Umma Sarah and also Lutfan.

Cleks.

Spontaneous Mardiyah wiped her tears, when she heard the door open again.

"Nope ..." The bed in her bed felt moving. It seems that the voice belongs to Gautama. "Papa saw from the cctv you fell. Is anyone sick? Om Gumira's on his way here, he'll check on you soon."

Mardiyah remained silent

"Your legs .. your feet." Gautama reflexes touching Mardiyah's legs are like scratched sharp objects. "How can those servants not treat your wounds?"

Not long Gautama stood up to take P3K and then asked the child to sit down to treat Mardiyah's legs. "If it hurts, say, yes?"

Mardiyah was silent.

"illness?" Gautama.

Mardiyah did not respond.

Until Gautama chose to focus on treating until it was finished, then afterwards he addressed the child. "Are you angry with Papa?"

Mardiyah met Gautama with sayu. "Did Mr. Gautama allow me to be angry? Whereas ... It seems, you have more power over everything in me than I do."

"Sorry." Gautama's hand suddenly lifted rubbing the hijab that is still used by the child. "Maybe you'll hear that many times from Papa. Cause the truth is, Papa brought you here to protect you, son. Papa didn't intend to separate you from lukewarm-"

"Father intends."

Gautama shook his head slowly. "Your grandfather, and your brother Rajendra, knew it all. Papa just wants to protect you from those two, son."

"Father lied. If Mr. Gautama wanted to protect me, you shouldn't have done a DNA test with me. Or if you need to, you shouldn't have come to the orphanage." Mardiyah shits her face. "My life became more miserable after meeting you."

"I'm sorry, Papa."

Mardiyah. "Go. I want to be alone."