
At eight o'clock in the morning, David and Ayu were already sitting on the plane seat, they both agreed to visit Radit and try to make up.
As the plane's wheels began to move, along with David's heart rate ached, recalling the last altercation that had occurred between them, between a boy and a father, and the, at that time David was very angry and hated with his son, as well as himself.
"Because of your behavior he's gone for good!" david said at that time, the sad man could only sit in a wheelchair.
"Sorry Papa, I know I was wrong, I know I'm the one who should have died instead of Zahira" Radit cried hugging David's helpless legs.
"Don't you remember, other than she's your wife she's your brother! If you fail to become a husband, you shouldn't fail to be a brother, he's your brother Radit!" david was very emotional.
"Sorry Papa! I was wrong, I was wrong. But really Papa, try Papa listen to the beginning of the incident can be like this, this is not what I want."
"At first you didn't want to, but you finally did! If you can't keep his heart, at least save his life. But you left him alone with a car that didn't know what it was like. Without money, you give money to that cheap woman!"
"No Papa, not like that! I just forgot, I forgot that Zahira was just hanging on to me." she said getting hit, she was crying at David's feet.
"Because your heart has been divided by Radit, that's what made you forget. If not depending on you, then who? You're her husband, haven't you always met Zahira's needs since school, you never let her use her money. But why did you change after you got to know that woman, even the access to money from your mother was so great." David was back in the air.
"Father, forgive me Papa, don't say that again" the young man cried.
"Not to me, but to your dead wife. It's also if he can still hear you, otherwise you're just a poor guy who'll live with regret" David said, turning his wheelchair into the room, leaving Radit resting his hands and knees on the floor.
"Papa, don't be so to me, it's not enough Papa to see me like this." cried Radit again.
"I shouldn't have allowed you to marry Zahira, it would have been better" David replied without looking over.
Radit became even more grieved by prostrating and banging the floor to his full heart.
For days the young man was still weeping and lamenting the passing of his wife, calling and calling Zahira by name.
"Zahira." calling him incessant in all corners of his house, he really lost and regret did feel so good for someone who made a mistake.
It is not wrong if you give up a little, because the wrong position will make you lose, it is not important to win selfishly, rather than regret and cry. There is not one happiness that can be achieved with lies, of course it will only be difficult.
David was so late in daydreaming that the plane they were boarding had landed and everyone was preparing to get out of there.
"Come on David, Nurul has a car ready to pick us up." Ayu holds David's hand which looks a little quivering, the man's health has not improved since his anger at Radit, Zahira disappeared to death, until now Ayu decided to meet Radit and treat David's heart in a famous hospital.
*
"We're going to leave with some of my men, we're going to take a lonely road a good distance." Ricky had prepared several bodyguards and two subordinates.
"How many hours are we traveling?" ask Anggara after being in the car.
"About four hours maybe, or three and a half hours." Ricky estimated the length of their journey.
"A long way away" he said looking out the street.
Aggara more silent, the handsome man has always looked limp since the last two months. He seemed to lose the spirit of life, clearly visible from his mustache and beard that had been slightly extended around his lips. Forgot to shave or intentionally let it? I don't know, but it actually makes female employees misbehave to see his new appearance.
"Suppositions, they ask for adequate medical equipment, if calculated this is the same as rebuilding a hospital, not renovating." Ricky talked about all the files he'd counted from yesterday.
"We'll see later, if possible, but if not only half, and if it's not worth just giving a donation." replied Anggara, the man is good, indeed, never refuse someone who asks for help.
"All right, that's what you're for. And who knows you met someone there, who could cure your turmoil" Ricky joked a little.
But that even makes Anggara think, he hopes to find Zahira wherever he is, no exception in such a remote place, right? He really hoped for the impossible, although he did not break his prayer to find Zahira soon.
'Didn't she promise to come to me, willing to be my wife, of course I will find and bring her to my house.'
The man fell asleep in the car with a beautiful leaning, the smell of green plants had begun to smell when entering the deserted road to the countryside. The cool atmosphere began to crackle but eventually changed with the cold air, the farther the car drove the more swayed the car they were riding, the uneven rocks on the narrow road began to make the car speed like a horse.
Grrrtak
Grrrtakkk
The sound of people hitting the padlock began to sound in Anggara's ears, as if he again saw the beautiful girl smiling and calling her "Gara!"
"Reva?" call him by holding his head, of course his head dizzy because it hit the side due to rocks that do not allow him to sleep soundly in the car.
Ricky turned his head, looking in surprise at his boss.
"You miss his son, call his mother." Ricky shook his head, he could not think of the rich man beside him, what 90-degree slope had he exceeded? That means his brain needs surgery, or rehabilitation.
"I'm dreaming." Anggara replied, rubbing her face.
Ricky is more astonished to make it, is it possible to sleep to dream in the condition of travel swaying like that, the dream of meeting an ex? How strange.
"From these few days I had trouble sleeping, and often dreamed about Reva saving me. He was the only one who was sure I was still in school, and nobody believed I was there, and I was even declared missing, including my grandfather."