Wife Unvalued

CHAPTER 92 - Regret of Sia

Mr. Chan understands how Papa Atma is feeling right now. After so long, what was in his mind all those years ago happened as well. So clear, even though it has not been thrown from the lips of the man, the regret is so real and Mr. Chan can not be lied to.

"Ten minutes, let me talk, Atma," asked Mr. Chan as he let out a long sigh, it was quite difficult for him to gather his real courage.

"Hm."

"They're growing as well as you'd expect, Atma."

"Yes, I'm glad to see it."

"It's been so long, I miss you ... Responsible and principled Atma, my friend 31 years ago."

Atma's heart rumbled to hear the words of Mr. Chan, the man who was his best friend and right hand since long ago as if expressing disappointment. Papa Atma was silent for a while, he loosened the tie as he continued to look at his two sons there.

"You educated your son very hard, you instilled a mental abstinence from begging in Bima .. But strangely, you don't seem to recognize your own son."

Mr. Chan was not speaking as a subordinate to his superiors, but rather a friend who witnessed most of Atmadja's life history from a young age. He was disappointed, he was also angry when he learned of Atma's actions.

However, he who later asked Atma to stop meddling in personal affairs and said if they were not that close made Mr. Chan really reluctant to interfere too far. He continued to serve alongside Atma only for the sake of the young master he had to protect.

It is unfortunate that Mr. Chan's wiggle room is so limited because the presence of the hostess is so powerful just because Atma adores him so much. Until, the two young masters he had once secretly protected lived well and complemented each other.

She happy? Of course, and at this moment Mr. Chan believes his best friend and superior feels the same way. Only an ego-covered and hard-hearted person brushes aside all those facts. Funny enough, Atma even worried about being caught in tears, even though without tears Mr. Chan can guess what he really feels.

"I just want her to come home, Chan .. I really love Bima, and you know that too!"

"You're wrong."

"Yes, I know about that."

"It's good to know, it was wrong from the start! Don't you realize that, too, Atma?" asked Mr. Chan as if deliberately attacking the mentality of Papa Atma who was at his lowest point.

Papa Atma clenched his lips, he did not answer and presumably began to understand where Mr. Chan was talking. Regret at the beginning, related to Papa Atma's decision at a young time.

"God has given you happiness through Seruni .. but you alone made it complicated, decided everything without a second thought and saw the consequences, Bima and Yudha knew where they were going back."

"Stop, Chan ... You forgot how to get me how?"

"Absolutely I did not forget, Atma. I don't condone his actions either, but that doesn't mean he deserves to be hated. Your eyes are blind, you are too focused on the mistake .. If Seruni does not trap you, then there is no Bima and Yudha!! You love your two sons, but hate his mother, all right?"

"One more thing you need to remember, you didn't just spend that one night in your life ... During your time as her husband, did you really never touch Runi in the least? Smash it? Hugging her while sleeping and having a relationship like any other normal couple?"

With questions thrown from Mr. Chan's lips, all managed to make Papa Atma silent and reddened. Shy and angry as if becoming one, the man actually managed to make her die a flea.

"Try to remember again .. do I need to tell you how panicked you were when Seruni fell down the stairs exactly three months of your marriage age?" asked Mr. Chan to provoke the memory of Papa Atma's past, he just wanted to make it clear that the hatred was no longer among them.

"Don_"

"Ah or maybe Seruni who had a fever when you were going to Jakarta? You turned around just because he complained of a cheerful and headache, Atma."

Some time when Papa Atma was silent, he rubbed his face rough and really head that since last night hurt from thinking about Bima, now getting sick again even more extraordinary.

"Ten minutes, your time is up, Chan .. We're gone, Mr. Andra must have been waiting for me," Atma said later, he felt the more crazy if Mr. Chan kept talking.

"Still sat_"

"I won't repeat your words a second time, Chandra."

Atma stared intently at Mr. Chan, she really did not want to hear anymore. All that his assistant said just made Papa Atma hate himself more, really.

"Good, Sir."

Atma let out a long sigh, before actually leaving she looked back at the house. The house that so captivated Atma's eyes, the inner man as if asking to make it as a place to go home as well.

Until, at the last second his eyes again caught a figure that so long lived in his heart. The figure that made Atma upset herself, already she hated in various ways, but strangely when looking at the woman from her inner distance as if tormented.

Not so much had changed, it had been over thirty years, but his body still looked the same. Although from a distance and not so clear, Atma's eyes could still remember the dress wrapped around the woman's body. Damn, it just makes the heart of Atma chaotic not karu-karuan.

"I really hate you, Runi .. Can you lift your foot out of my heart immediately?"

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- To Be Continued