Three Years Different

69: Messed

"Don't talk like that." Cecilia sighed, she walked over to the edge of the bed and sat down with Mardiyah. "Because Gautama's going to get crazy. If one more body he loves, also leave him."

"I'm sorry, Rajendra," Cecilia added.

Mardiyah just kept silent and answered nothing.

Cecilia circulated a glance, looking around this villa. The place that used to be a silent witness to his happiness with Gautama still stands tall. Marriage based on business, until the emergence of one-sided love, is very painful Cecilia. But for many years he lived, he felt that it was okay, because Gautama's life support used to be him.

But now, it seems to be changing. For there was a beautiful woman who occupied this villa, a daughter who was a direct descendant of the woman whom Gautama loved.

"I ... I will be leaving soon," said Mardiyah.

Cecilia look. "Where?"

Mardiyah.

"You think it'll be that easy to hide from Manggala Adiwangsa?" Cecilia shook her head. "You won't be able to leave. Except, he let you go."

He looked at Mardiyah who was still down. Then Cecilia continued to say, "Accept what my in-laws asked for."

Spontan Mardiyah looked up. "Can't, Madam."

"Why?"

"Because Mr. Manggala's request is too bad."

Cecilia's forehead shriveled. "Bad? ... What did my in-laws ask of you?"

"I have to leave my husband and my name. Then lived as Mahika Adiwangsa, daughter of Cecilia Maharani and Gautama Adiwangsa." Mardiyah paused with the netra staring at each other. "Mrs .. I am married. And this man I married was paralyzed. Even though my husband is the grandson of a religious leader, and including people are. Mr. Manggala can't accept."

Cecilia watched the beautiful netra with her lentic eyelashes glazed over at her.

"Even the lawsuit .. has my husband signed under pressure from Mr. Manggala." Mardiyah's tears dripped that second as well. He really can't hold back anymore. "Mrs .. explain to me. Are your husband and in-laws entitled to me? For twenty-three years .. I lived in an orphanage, in foster care by the Mother of my own husband. Then now all of a sudden your husband and in-laws come, claiming me as part of the Adiwangsa family."

Mardiyah. "I can't, Madam. I can't accept your in-laws' request."

"I can't leave the people who gave me life." Mardiyah lowered her head in sobbing. His hands were firmly grasping the nightgown used. "Money can't replace the memories that the orphanage people gave me."

"From the little ones who protect me are them." Mardiyah coughed, touching her slightly claustrophobic chest. "If I could ask .. it would be better if I was born like Rajendra, Abhimata and Abhimana. Even if it is because of demands, even without love from the father. I don't care, Madam. Because I ... can still see the face of a woman who gave me life in this world."

Cecilia spontaneously faces straight upon hearing Mardiyah's last utterance.

"How lucky are your children" said Mardiyah.

Cecilia was silent for a moment, and suddenly got up. "I'll help, find out your mother's past life." After saying that Cecilia walked up to the door, and passed away leaving the room.

Cecilia asked Abhimata to stay to look after Mardiyah. He chose to go home with his own driver, but while waiting for the driver to take the car out of the trunk. Seen from a distance Gautama's car entered the courtyard of the villa, where the owner immediately rushed out to approach him.

"Cecilia?"

Cecilia was silent just looking at Gautama.

"Why?" Cecilia stood on the spot, Gautama suddenly just held her waist. "You forbid me from visiting this villa, Tama?"

Gautama.

"I've met your son."

Gautama felt the air forces in his lungs were gone. "Cecilia, I want to explain--"

"I know, Tama. You don't have to explain anymore." Cecilia shifted her body, resisting Gautama's embrace. "She's beautiful. It's kind of like your secretary, right?"

Gautama bowed, he gave up. Choose to look at the green grass in the park.

"Why are you hiding it here? You think I'm gonna hurt him when I find out that he's your son with another woman?" Cecilia looked at her lowered husband. "You know I'm not going to be that bad, Tama .. It's just like, the ones who are being evil here are you and Papa."

Spontaneous Gautama looked up, looking at his wife.

"Why do you have the heart .. separate her from her husband, Tama? I feel that what I see now is not the Tama." Cecilia broke off her eye contact with Gautama. "Because I know. You're not gonna be that hard. Moreover, on a child of the woman you love."

Gautama doesn't have to explain anything. As Cecilia asked. Until the choice of the wife is to leave this villa without allowing her to drive.

"Abhimata, why did you bring your Mama here?" gautama said when he saw his son sitting on the sofa playing the device alone. "Your staff hurt your mother."

"What, Pa? Hurt Mama?" Abhimata paused, his nether eyes fixed on the father. "It was precisely what hurt Mama that Papa. I wasn't. I'm telling you this fact as soon as possible, so Mama doesn't get hurt, Pa."

Abhimata rose to teach his father. "Mama is good. Less what Mama, Pa? If Papa is in love and wants to live with a secretary Papa, Papa should not have to marry Mama. I don't hate Mardiyah. I feel .. So hate Papa."

Gautama stared at the child.

"Our family is this weird .., Pa. Kak Rajendra so can not control himself, Abhimana and I became in bad grades also because of the behavior of Kak Rajendra." Abhimata. "No. I'm not guilty Rajendra. He's my brother, Pa. I love Rajendra. But ... what has Papa been like Grandpa lakin to Brother until he became like that? Definitely to me, Pa!"

Gautama was silent for a moment. "Go home, Abhimata."

From the kitchen, Abhimana walked towards the twin with his father.

"Oh, Papa? Have you met Mama?"

Gautama turned to look at his other twin son. "You're here too?"

"Yes. Can't you?"

"Today ..the last day you visit this villa. From tomorrow the security of this villa will ask Papa to ban you both from entering." Gautama looked at his two sons. "You guys are big. Can't it be of little use? You were entrusted to guard Jyotika Ira by your Mama. But maybe you guys are negligent, can't just stay there!"

Abhimata passed away first. While Abhimana looked at the father with the words, "Pa .. try Papa kayak Om Gumira, who is not different in his son, which is not all problems can be solved using money, he said, nothing involving Grandpa. Maybe ... Our family will not be this ugly."

"Keep about him. Papa's daughter, I don't have a problem, Pa. That's Papa's past, that kid there's also possible .. destiny, right?" Abhimana looked straight, reluctant to look at his father. "Abhimata didn't misunderstand Mama. Because Mama wanted to have a daughter. He ... might be Mama's son, and maybe Mama can accept him if Papa explains everything from the beginning."

Gautama.

"I don't think so, Pa. Everything's so fucked up. Everyone gets hurt, Pa. Not only him, not only Mama but also the children of Papa. Me, Pa. I also felt sick, "the end of Abhimana.