Two Ti Saraga

Part 41's. Secret Diary Manisha

...The most painful truth is...

...Know a truth when time has come to the word 'late'....

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First page.

For the Master Leaving the Lady

Let him pour out with time as he goes forward. I don't know, until when will this taste continue to bloom in the heart. Growing and developing well.

When the clock stops moving forward. I can only be fixated, staring at his form that is increasingly going further and further. Can I hold her?

Lord, in fact, the meeting that I worshiped at that time, obviously had to be forced to end so soon. And I, must want to be the only spectator of his disappearance.

God, teach me how to forget. About him whom I glorified on every long night. About him, which I often expected to appear in a dream for a second.

God, I miss one of the earth creatures you created.

I've missed him....

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Andra smiled as she read the first page of Manisha's diary. Andra knew her son was in a phase of falling in love. And... Andra is sure, he will soon find out who the male 'human' who managed to steal the attention of his daughter.

Andra smiled bitterly when she saw the photo of Manisha smiling with her three friends stuck on the cover. Ah... Andra longs for the cheerful nature of the old Manisha. Once was....

Second page

For the Master Leaving the Lady

God, it turns out his unlucky high ego is like this. When I tried to grab her hand and clench her as her shadow began to drift away, I succeeded. However, it is not the body that I approach, but rather the hope that is forced to drown.

The justification for everything ends in vain. And I was one of the first people to choose to waste it. Right now, it all ends in an obscure word, I am the one chasing and I am the one who ends up abandoned.

This pain feels.

His son was heartbroken apparently. Andra was still smiling. He hugged the book tightly, inhaling deeply the smell of Manisha that seemed to be stuck there. Slowly, Andra opened it again.

Third page

For the Missing Master

Hi Mister, how are you? When I write this, it means I miss you. Missed the man named 'Wood' who managed to shake my world.

But may I write this, sir? Do I still deserve it?  Since you left, everything has changed. And maybe your heart has changed too. Isn't that right, sir?

Ah, indeed. Turns out, your twin brother named Raga is, bucin, huh? Hehe. Not in accordance with his cold behavior. And you know what? Your brother, he used to accuse me of stalking him. In fact, time alone that brought us together so fiercely.

Isn't 'time' cruel, sir? Time introduces us, and time also forces me to see your face and your body which unfortunately is not 'yourself'.

I hate being forced to sober up, about Raga who looks just like your face.

Was it my fault, sir?

Andra bobbing head. The love story of her son is complicated. A little similar to the story he had with Ratih back then.

Fourth page

For a Master Who Doesn't Know How Long to Disappear

Sir, I deliberately didn't write the date on every hand stroke at midnight. There is a lot of time I have to spend remembering you. If I write the date, you might be surprised to read it. Because every day, my hands never miss writing about you.

He, about you who knows how long it's gone without news. Also about you that I never get tired of missing.

Sir. I miss you....

Page by page and successfully read Andra. He kept laughing reading the book. The reason, all Manisha writing is only about humans named 'Bayu' , or humans named 'Raga' which is said to be Bayu's twin brother.

Andra narrowed her eyes when she saw another book of dark brown color tucked under Manisha's pencil case. The book was a little smaller, and to Andra's attention was the photo on the cover. Their family photos, new photos. Andra was convinced, the photo was taken a few months ago before Ratih set out to help Diandra.

Andra looked at the book. His heart is pumping fast. With trembling hands, the first page immediately opened.

First page

For Mothers Who Go

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21:00

Bayu Residence, Jakarta.

The sound of Raga is back. Because, he was trying to persuade Bayu to want to visit Manisha now. However, Bayu still firmly do not want to go there. He felt, if everything happened to the girl, because he could not protect her.

"Wood. It's not all your fault. You're not wrong."

Raga is still trying to motivate Bayu. After all, everything that happened was not the man's fault. So why does Bayu harbor guilt? It would be better, if they were to visit Manisha instead of drowning in guilt that Bayu did not actually commit, Raga thought logically.

"It's my fault...."

"You're not wrong, Bayu!"

"It's wrong--"

"Wood! you're not wrong here. Why do you blame yourself!" gertak Raga's. He became upset with the behavior of his only brother.

"I asked you once again. Do you want Manisha or not? You want to lose him?" Raga shouted loudly. He got up from the bed and ruffled his coarse hair. The reason, Bayu is still in his original position, staring blankly at the window with tears that do not stop flowing on his face.

"Wood!"

Brak!

The sound of the door breaking suddenly startled Raga. Unlike Bayu who does not even care.

Raga frowned as soon as she saw who was the mastermind behind the door movement. She was Anita, her mother and Bayu. Anita looks still loyal to her doctor clothes that look tangled here and there. It seemed that the woman had just come home from work, Raga thought confidently.

Raga's forehead frowned when she saw Anita walking closer and closer to her, then-

Plaque!

Raga slapped. Tight enough, to the point that it managed to divert the gaze of Bayu who was originally staring blankly at the window, now focused towards the two of them.

"Where Bayu! Give me back my son! Argh!!"

Anita clawed at the body of her first child with overflowing emotions. Ignoring if his long nails will hurt Raga's body.

And right, there was a long scratch on Raga's arm. Not exposed to his long nails, but exposed to a sharp ring he wore.

Anita looked silent. Looked deeply at the wound. His face piasped, as if there was a bit of guilt there.

"Happy?"

"Have you treated me like shit all this time?"

"Happy?"

Grimacing, his left hand covered his injured arm. It is not too severe, but the scratch wound is quite painful.

Tears of Raga began to drip. Moistened his pale face.

"Why am I and Bayu different?"

"What's my fault?"

"Why do we have twins?"

Raga really wanted to know the reason. The reason why everything was unfair to him. Raga was unable to hold everything back. Too heavy and too painful....

"My answer. hiks-hiks-hiks... Mother...."

This time, Raga is no longer slow. He was crying hard. Not caring for Anita who was probably laughing right now was looking at her this faintly. In fact, unbeknownst to Raga, Anita felt a little crowded to see the child she never considered was crying full of pain in front of her.

Bayu who witnessed it all more and more tears. Bayu cursed himself. One thing he realized, if he brought bad luck to everyone, he concluded inwardly.

"It shouldn't be Raga who died, it should have been me. It shouldn't be Manisha in the Hospital, it should be me. It's all my fault.sorry...."

Bayu cursed his life. Why he was born on earth. Why should he bear the status of his twin brother Raga. Wh why? people as good as Raga don't deserve a brother as bad as him. He hates all this! yelled Bayu in the heart.

"Because of you..." Anita fell silent, "that made Raya die."

After that sentence flowed perfectly from Anita's mouth, the atmosphere of the room immediately deserted. There's no sound whatsoever. Anita was busy with her thoughts, Bayu was busy with her emptiness, and Raga was busy with her confusion.

Killing Kingdom? he killed his mother's sister? Nah! Raga never felt like she did. He's not the culprit, Raga argued inwardly.

Slowly, his mind began to successfully connect the tangled threads that had occurred in his life so far. Raga understands now, starting from the bottomless room that came from his parents, then the intention of his father who wanted to kill him, and his mother who suddenly acted unfairly again to him.

Raga's jaws are hardened. He clenched both his hands tightly. The memories of the past were spinning nicely at this moment in his head. Then with emotions that might soon spill, his face turned. Staring sharply at Bayu who also looked at himself with an expression as if to say 'sorry me, Raga'. However, the problems he had received so far were not simple categories. Who can live without the love of their own parents?

Raga. He stood up, and ran from there. All he had in mind right now was to stay away. Stay away from the drama he is playing right now. Stay away from the game that turns out to trap him in a slander that is too vile. Everything was too heavy for him.

Forgiveness is not an easy solution, at least for now. Raga...just wanted to cry!

Crying over everything. Including Bayu who turned out to be the mastermind behind the suffering he received all this time alone, then suddenly became an angel who treated Raga as if Raga would be fine. Raga really still can't believe it!

+TBC

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