You're Me She

85. Forgive the past

"How's the Son?" Tanya Banyu by phone with ambu.

Ambu was silent, heard he let out a long sigh and went back into silence.

"Where is mom? Still in Jakarta or have you returned to Bandung?" Ask Banyu again.

The old woman was still silent, before long there was a sobbing sound from the other end.

"Jang.." There was a trembling voice from Abah.

"Change.. Why are you crying?" Banyu asked, shortly after hearing abah's voice.

"It's okay. You where?"

"I'm already in Jakarta bah. Where is abah? Sorry just told you." Banyu Sahut.

"It's okay jang. We're back in Bandung."

"Thank God. Son how's it going?"

"Good." Abah's voice choked while answering Banyu's question.

"Where is he now?"

"He. hmm. he's been arrested. That's why we went back to Bandung, to sell some livestock, to take care of your sister's needs later."

Banyu who was in his work room was silent. He had expected this to happen when the Son dealt with Anton.

"There's something I want to say just as ambu and abah. When will you and I return to Jakarta?"

"After the cattle are sold.." Sahut.

"No need. Let me take care of the son of the bah."

Abah was silent, then the old man was heard sobbing at the other end.

"Jang.."

"Yes bah.."

"I'm sorry we jang. We're bad parents."

Banyu shook his head, only this time he heard an apology from abah. After more than 37 years he was not considered at all.

"It's okay, Bah."

"Change and ambu misjudged you son. Forgive us. We are very sorry. You are a very good and responsible child. You also don't hold grudges against your sister."

"For what? I love you all so much. You are my family. Especially abah and ambu, if there is no brother and ambu, I cannot be born in this world. I also apologize for all my mistakes. Maybe I as a child had a lot of flaws."

"No jang! You're a perfect child, we're the ones who aren't grateful to have you."

The sobs of tears collapsed and abah again sounded so clear from the end there.

"Where is the Son held?"

"In the police near Mr. Anton jang's house."

"Well, I will visit the Son."

"Please jang, your sister definitely needs your support."

"Yes bah.. Now, I'm asking you to come back to Jakarta. No need to sell livestock. I have money to cover everything."

"Really jang?"

"Yes bah."

"Yes already, brother and ambu get ready first huh."

"Well, sah.."

"Assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikumsalam." Sahut Banyu ended the phone call.

He was sitting in his study. Then he opened his desk drawer and grabbed an old picture he always kept. In the photo is seen the Son who is on his sixth birthday and celebrated in their home. The son is carried by abah and ambu. While Banyu stood beside them with a gloomy face. It should have been a painful photo for Banyu. He had never been celebrated by his parents in his entire life. Every year only the Son is celebrated. While he could only admire the Ambu-made cake that became a symbol of the birthday of the Son at that time.

The photo was also taken from the album that lies on the sideboard of his living room, before he left to wander to Jakarta. It is the photos that motivate him to become a successful person. He is principled, if not appreciated, try to prove yourself by being successful. That's Banyu, a strong and steel-mental man.

Banyu grabbed his bag and moved from his seat after he returned the worn-out photo to his desk drawer. Then he stepped out and contacted Tasya who was waiting for him to be delivered to Anton's office. Yes, Tasya is about to resign today. Because he did not dare to be alone, Tasya also asked to be delivered by her husband. After all Banyu also intends to meet Anton after the chaos a few days ago.

"Dear, I'm home now." He spoke by phone to Tasya.

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Alia stared out her inpatient room window. It had been two days that he was transferred to the inpatient room as his condition continued to improve. Her wrists were still in bandages due to an incision wound that was unlikely to heal within a few days. His eyes looked blankly at the clear sky during the day.

Alia has heard the news that Putra is being held for both of their cases, Anton reports. But this time Alia does not prevent Anton from imprisoning the man he loves. Yep.. Alia still loves the Son, but she is trying to turn off that feeling. Forgetting a loved one is not as easy as turning the palm of the hand, especially something ever happened between the two of them. But despite the pain, Alia still tried to brush off the anxiety, so that she could soon forget her dark past.

Devonna entered the room, in her hand was a bag of groceries. He had just returned from the supermarket around the hospital, to buy the needs of himself and Alia. Alia looked over and smiled at her mother.

"What not achieved? Why are you sitting?" Devonna asked who sounded still difficult when speaking Indonesian.

"It's okay ma. I just feel tired while lying down." Alia.

"Do you want fruit?" Devonna asked as she put her grocery bag on the table.

Alia simply shook her head and looked back at the blue sky during the day.

"What does Alia think?" Ask Devonna again.

Alia looked at Devonna with a worried look. Then he smiled and lowered his gaze.

"Tell my mom. Mama could be your best friend."

Alia looked back at Devonna carefully, trying to find her trust in the figure of the woman who had given birth to her almost twenty years ago.

"Hmmm.mom.."

"Yes Alia?"

"Mama... Why would you want to come back with papa? Didn't you ever feel tremendous pain when you were with your dad?"

"And what made you believe him again?" Connect Alia.

Devonna smiled, she cranked the chair and sat down before Alia who was sitting on the bed.

"Everybody can change. Something changes better, something doesn't." Devonna.

"Are you sure papa's changed better?"

Devonna lowered her gaze, then she smiled again and grabbed Alia's hand and rubbed it gently.

"Are you guys back just because of me?" Cecar Alia's.

"Nobody.."

"Then?"

Devonna looked at Alia's eyes carefully, then gently rubbed her daughter's hair.

"There is no evil Alia, only she is lost."

Alia frowned, trying to digest her mother's words.

"When someone goes back on the good road, why don't we try to give that trust to him? We have a heart, we can feel it really or not just through his eyes when he apologizes to us."

Alia shook her head, she did not expect that her mother had such a broad heart.

"Mama made a mistake too, and she was very sorry. But that is the way for mama and papa to introspect each other. Then try to forgive the past and start a new chapter." Bright Devonna.

"What if you make a mistake again?" Ask Alia again.

Devonna smiled and moved from her seat. Then he grabbed both of Alia's cheeks gently.

"That's a sign of a stupid man. After so many opportunities, he wasted it. Maybe that's how God shows that he's not happy for you. The most important thing right now is that you're back with your mom. We're all back in one piece. Don't ask what isn't going on. Live our lives as well as possible."

Alia looked at Devonna with a look that was so admiring of her mama. Then she wrapped her hands around Devonna's waist.

"Right now, is mom happy?" Ask Alia.

"Very happy." Devonna Strictly.