Trapped by Pandora

Chapter 17: Karma

Six years passed, during that time Alin tried to rise from the slump despite stumbling. Escape from the twists and turns of an over-excruciating past. Until finally he can breathe the air of freedom even though he has to lose a loved one. However, now the air of London feels moist full of contamination. Moreover, the humans he hated so much were present again filling the old wound space.

The appearance of Alaric Zhafar, the private driver assigned by Kak Zhiggy, greatly disturbed the darkest recesses of the heart. The world is so vast, and during the struggle to maintain mental health not even once did God bring them together. However, now in the other hemisphere God is drawing up an unexpected scenario of encounter.

Inside the straight-running car, Alin was still mute. Panic came over, he needed a sedative. Unfortunately, the medicine was left in the room. Alin closed the netra, hoping that sleep would help him overcome his agitation. Regulating the breath, controlling the mind, neutralizing the hunting heartbeat. The words of Mr. Vishaka one year ago.

"Son, if one day you meet Alaric, what will you do?"

"Don't say that name again, Pa! I don't want to see Alaric!" alin replied firmly.

"It's not you who decides, Lin. God has power. You may not like it, but God knows everything!" Mr. Vishaka reminded Alin.

Loving to dislike, Alin realized that he would never be able to escape God's destiny.

"Keep your heart together, boy! Remember, the struggle and sacrifice of your mother. Don't waste your life just to drown in destruction! Papa is sure you can! You are a great woman!" Mr. Vishaka continues to inflame Alin's spirit.

That's what Alin is doing right now. Strengthen yourself so as not to drown again in depression. The removal of all the parasites that were planted due to the actions of Alaric in the past. The faces of those around him who give love and affection. Family, friends, and children of the home who always laugh crisply. When measured with scales, the suffering of the orphanage children must have been much heavier than it was.

Little by little clean air gushed, sweeping away the waves of heartbroken particles that had disturbed. The cold sweat and trembling that had been felt earlier, slowly subsided. The heart rate returned to normal.  At the heart of it all is acceptance, sincerity and mind control. As his personal psychiatrist always emphasized.

"Alin ..., Miss Alin, we've arrived!" alaric kaku.

Alin glanced briefly from behind the car window. Harrods Department Store building looks magnificent with its distinctive design. It just so happens that today his sister who just returned from adventure wants to meet at one of the dining places in Harrods.

"Just leave me here. You can go back to my brother's office!" alin's orders to Alaric.

"Sorry, I can't leave you here. Mr. Zhiggy assigned me to continue to look after you" Alaric said formally before Alin opened the car door.

Alin laughed at Alaric's words. Words that sound funny and slurred in his ears.

"Six years I've lived just fine without your care. No need to worry about me!" answer Alin cynically.

"I'm sorry, Miss! But, this is your Brother's order. I do not want to be punished for ignoring his orders" Alaric insisted.

"Calm down, my brother won't punish you. If I wanted to, I'd break your neck with my hands myself!" Alin showed off his wide-open palm. Alaric looked from the glass hanging right over him in horror .

Alin now changed a lot, no longer the gentle girl he used to know. In fact, he was still curious about the life story of Alin that was never known. How could his ex-wife be part of the Yosrey family, one of the most prominent families in London. However, staring at the sharp glare of those pair of eyes, Alaric cast his doubt. Alin was bloody Yosrey. One of the names is rumored to still be related to the family of the largest conglomerate in Italy.

"If you are that scared of my brother, you better hide in the crocodile pit! It would be better for a leech like you!" alin Caci.

Alaric did not say. He deserves that insult. His sin towards Alin was not worth the scathing sentence that the girl had launched. Regrets come too late. Alaric is too swept up in the temptations of despair and treasure than to endure in the heartfelt love that Alin gave her. He's really stupid, leaving Alin for a cunning woman like Miranda.

The law of karma applies. Miranda kicked him out because he was tempted by luxury that could guarantee the future. While he was living, he lost everything. The girl seized all her family assets. Alaric fell poor in the land of the people. Until now, he has not dared to go back to Indonesia. Alaric's parents will surely cross his name from the family genealogy list.

“I'm sorry, Lin!” sahut Alaric.

“Sorry? Huh! Your apology won't change everything! It will not heal the wounds that have been cut! It's no use! Just save an apology for yourself!”

“Lin, please give me a chance to fix everything!” Alaric wailing.

“Did I not hear wrong? What do you want to fix? Like a broken flower vase will not be able to return to how it was. Although glued with the strongest glue in the world though, will not remove the crack.”

“I know. But, allow me this time to take care of you!”

“Pregnate me from what? The only snake that can peck at me is you! Stay away from me, I don't need hypocritical men like you!” Alin opened the car door.

“Alin ..!” Alaric tried to hold the girl.

Alin stopped his footwork for a moment, turning back to look at Alaric with a sadistic look.

“One more. Just because you know that I'm the daughter of the Yosreys, doesn't mean you can make me an easy-to-climb tree to smooth out all your fantasies. Never dream too high! Remember your limits!” Alin got out of the car without caring about Alaric being silent in his driving seat.

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Beryl sat in her study, both legs raised straight on the table and the heels of the salads resting. His aura is like a high level of frustration. For a month he has traveled throughout London, but there has been no information about the whereabouts of Alin. Beryl was on the verge of despair.

His eyes closed, both hands hugging the perfectly framed photo of Alin. His sleep hours were drastically reduced, anxiety was running around every day. Alin disappeared like the earth. The men he sent had not given good news.

“Wah, it turns out that the rumors are true! Mr. Monza Junior is on the London mainland. Usually I was the first to know, but now you've cheated me!” Beryl opened her eyes when she heard the voice of her best friend and business partner.

“Since when do you care about rumors, Ov?” tanyanya lazy.

“Since I heard the news about my heartbroken friend!” sindir Othman, a good friend whom he had considered like a brother.

“Yes God, look at your looks! Like a living corpse!” this is the second time Othman has witnessed Beryl slumped over love affairs.

“This time, which woman has hurt you?” Othman was really curious.

“He didn't hurt me, Ov! I'm the one who messed things up!” Beryl exhaled a rough breath.

“What?” Othman was in disbelief.

“Tell me!” continued.

Beryl was silent for a moment, she lowered her legs, turned the chair to face the glass wall that was plastered by the London sky during the day. He looked far away. His hopes of finding Alin still soared, but his spirit slowly wavered.

“Then, a woman I loved married someone else. All those years I hated him for betrayal was too painful. But, I just found out that it all happened because of the trickery of Zora.”

“Zora?” Othman knitted his eyebrows together.

“Finally, that hatred actually led me to fall in love with a girl who turned out to be her daughter. And that hatred is what now makes her leave me,” teary eyes of Beryl.

“Hah, wait! You mean, the woman you love right now is the son of your first love?” Beryl nods her head, leaving Othman barely out of her seat when she learns of a complicated love destiny.

“For God's sake, this is truly a magical love drama!” Othman rubbed his face with both palms.

“I don't know what sins I committed in the past.”

“Your only sin is keeping Zora for too long!” othman Dengus.

“Sial! You think he's a pet?” murmur Beryl.

“In fact, failure to keep Zora out of your life has ruined your romance!”

Beryl bergeming's. He also did not deny his personal words. In fact, Alin also said almost the same thing. His never-assertive attitude toward Zora made the woman act as she wished.

“Do you love that girl?” Othman.

“Do you think I could be this confused if I didn't really love him? You know best how I am, right?”

“What kind of girl can turn your world upside down?”

Beryl turned her chair back to face Othman. He put a picture of Alin on the table. Othman who was very curious about the figure of his best friend's idol girl grabbed the picture frame. His eyes were wide open, the photo was able to speed up his heartbeat. His mind wandered, the memory twirled back their conversation like a broken cassette.

“Dia!” othman's tongue was choked.

“You ever see it?” Beryl squinted her eyes.

“Ov, have you ever met him?” ask Beryl again.

“Ah, no! She was a beautiful girl,” Othman held her lips, she could not yet believe the reality that lay before her.

“Help me find it, Ov! I can't live without it!” the sound of Beryl's resignation moved Othman's little heart.

“Ehm, London is so wide. Not necessarily I can find it that fast,” Othman does not want to promise anything to Beryl.

“Yes, I know. Thank’s!” 

The two fell silent, busy with their respective thoughts raging.

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