You My Bucin's

59. Paternity

His feet are moving in an uncertain direction, for some reason just because the person is himself like this when for years he has put that feeling, he said, but just because of one incident he became a lost man.

His heart felt unsettled, when he should now be happy because that person disappeared these few days.

He kicked a pebble in front of him, accidentally hitting a middle-aged man who was repairing his car.

"Aww, who kicked the gravel so recklessly!" his yell.

The voice instantly made her realize then approached the man.

"Oh sir, I'm sorry I didn't accidentally" he said.

His eyes opened wide staring at the man in front of him, there was a strange feeling rustling in his heart.

"Loh you? What are you doing here? Stupido?" ask without giving a pause.

He blinked his eyes trying to resuscitate himself but still the man's face was in his eyes.

"You're second grade, you shouldn't skip like this. Why are you so dumb as well? I don't hate you, I'm just disappointed that you made my son feel sad" she wrote.

There was a bit of tightness in his heart when the man scolded him because he had hurt the boy, even though he was also his son, his biological son.

Melya looked down sad, wanted to feel she screamed then said out loud that she was also her son, twin sister Alya. Unfortunately there was no courage in him to say it all.

"Why are you silent? You sorry? It's okay I forgive you too" said Aryan. The man refocused on installing his car tires that leaked, then without being prevented he returned to voice. "But I will not forgive you if this time you also hurt Alya."

I don't know why his heart was now even pushed to crouch with the man.

"Let Amel help you" he said, holding the car tire.

"Can you?" aryan asked with disbelief.

"Try it first."

He completely replaced the tires of the car with new ones. This cruel life makes Amelya required to be able to survive and can do anything that allows to earn money. One of them is repairing cars.

Before working at the cafe Melya had worked in an auto repair shop but only lasted four months. Within four months, Melya was able to learn about how to change cars to repair a leaking battery. Perhaps her father's intelligence declined on her, just like Alya's. It's just that he immediately understood the practice while Alya immediately understood by reading.

"For the size of high school girls who don't even have a car at home, you are good at changing the tires of this car," said Aryan amazed.

Melya smiled wryly, "Amel just help as much as possible, the rest is thanks to om too."

Actually he wanted to call her 'father' but she was scared.

"Let me drive you home."

Melya shook her head, there was no way she would let this man deliver her then meet with Nirmala.

"Just until the bus stop."

...*****...

Time passes so quickly but still the memories of the past will continue to settle there and sometimes will play back like a movie.

Five years ago she was struck by a woman claiming to be her mother.

"Let's go home, Amel, I your mother and sister are waiting for your return at this time" the foreign woman told him.

"But why did you throw me in the parlor?" amelia asked, who was 12 years old.

"At that time I could only take care of one child because our family life was very mediocre" replied the woman. He stroked Amel's silent face looking at him, "Now our economy has improved, so let's go home."

Amelya who was so happy immediately came and left the orphanage where she grew up. She thought her life would improve, but she was again disappointed by the fact that her mother said she was only an adopted child.

"Whose mom is it?" alya asked while looking at him sparkling.

Amelya looked at a girl of her age, if seen through the eyes they were both almost similar, was it possible that they were twins?

"This is Amelya, he will be our new family" replied Nirmala.

"Yeah! Finally Alya has a brother, so will not be lonely again," said Alya happy.

The girl with the bangs immediately brought herself into the warm embrace. This was the first time Melya felt the embrace of a brother, really very comfortable.

"Who did you bring?"

The baritone voice made Alya break her embrace, Amelya looked at the tall man in black clothes looking at her with a dislike look.

"She's my son, my friend, her parents died in an accident so I take care of her, after all it will make Alya not lonely" Nirmala explained with a smile.

"Dad, permission for Amel to stay here yes, Alya is very happy to know finally not to be an only child," said Alya with a clear face.

In the end Aryan nodded in agreement and then hugged his favorite daughter.

"Whatever is daddy's favorite."

Amelya clenched her hands, this was the beginning of her hatred, she did not accept being treated like this by her parents, she had a family yet she was like a stranger in it.

In the end, Amelya always made a plan for Alya to be scolded by her mother, it was because the girl loved her mother. Like the end of school.

"You're a bad boy! When you lost to Amel?" nirmala's wrath while slamming red inked sheets of paper. "You're all ugly! How can you be proud of the Nugraha Alya family?" snapped it.

Alya was silent while looking down with tears soaking her face.

"Quite Nirma, never you snatch my son, he's still a child so it doesn't matter if his grades are bad" Aryan shouted in defense of his daughter.

The man had just come home from his job and without thinking about the tiredness he immediately hugged his daughter.

Envy grew increasingly in Amelya's heart, making her carry out evil plans that until now she was still afraid to admit. He instigated his mother into a mental hospital. Yes, Nirmala's mentality is disturbed because of her actions.

"We've arrived."

Amelya realized from her daydreams, the memories seemed to wash her brain and seemed to want to reverse the situation that wanted her to be insane.

"You still want to be here?" ask Aryan.

Amelya shook his head, "no om, thank you for bothering my anterin," he said.

He got out of the car and looked silently at the black car that was now away from him.

A drop of clear liquid fell on his cheek followed by another droplet that was getting heavier like an overnight rain.

"Amel wants to be hugged by dad, Amel wants to be behind dad, Amel wants to be considered there, because I'm a father's son too."