You're the Owner

Chapter 3

After the prayers magrib congregate, in a spacious central room. Renggra reached out to shake hands with Mr. Torik, as the ruler of the local area. On a rectangular table with facing each other.

“I married and I married you Ananda Renggra Wijayah bin Anggara Wijayah with a sister named Laura Anindia with the mascawin, Tunai.”

"I accept the marriage, cash.”

"Is it legal for witnesses?"turn the head to the witnesses present, on the right and left side.

With a compact they answer"SAH."

"Alhamdulillah hirobil'alamin."

***

An ordinary, calm and peaceful night, thirteen-year-old Renggra awoke from her deep sleep.

Screeching sounds between the adult male and female outside the room, suddenly making him get out of bed. Walk out of the room, near the boundary of the stairs, and see his biological mother.

Prakkk!

Slapping his father flat, suddenly Ibu Renggra felt guilty and was about to carry a suitcase away from home. The man who was slapped earlier, chasing holding his wife's hand, hopefully did not leave the house.

The quarrel of his parents was so great for Renggra, making himself feel tightness in the chest, trembling hands, limp legs, slowly retreat back into the room room. Climbing the bed, and closing the ears tried to fight his fear.

Differences of opinion to cause quarrels are common in conjugal relationships. However, fighting in front of children is not a wise choice, because it can pose a danger to his mental health.

Clashes, abuse, mockery, and acts of violence that Mother and Father often show when fighting in front of the Little One, can make a strong imprint in his memory. This bad memory often affects the mental development of the Little One later.

After a while, the door was open"Son!"the sound of Bu Ani's voice came over, with a pitiful voice. A warm hug touched his body, slowly Renggra opened the ears that were closed by both hands.

Tear drops that soaked Renggra's head, making his tan mark in the heart. What's wrong with foster mom crying?

"Son, A.dad and Mommy died" a voice sounded nervous with trembling lips, fear and sorrow becoming one.

Confusion approaches, events that will make the child become stressed and experience mental disorders and depression.

The little boy in the embrace, suddenly silent no longer know what to do? Tears that are held back, flow like the opening of tap water from the cover.

***

Heart attack and traffic accidents, making both couples die simultaneously with different times. However, not far away.

The funeral and the prayer that was offered were over. The pilgrims one by one left the location, the remains of Renggra, Bu Ani, bodyguards and servants.

"Is there a toilet here? I want to go there for a while, without you." said softly with a flat face, standing in front of the two tombs.

"Yes my son!"pointing to the building near the cemetery"In the building over there."sahut Bu Ani.

Ani's mother understood the attitude and behavior of Renggra who wanted to go to the toilet without control. It could be, Renggra wanted to cry, but could not in front of them all.

Renggra walked to the toilet, but was reluctant to go inside. It flashed through his mind, looking at the stairs towering upwards to be used past the concrete fence of the cemetery"I want to go, from this reality."saying the mind.

After descending through the fence, he ran so fast, with tears so swift that he wanted to keep running.

The lush forest, the sound of crickets rattling so strongly, as if cheering the quiet area. The little foot stumbled upon the root of a large tree.

Brukkk!

"Aawww, sick."he obviously endured the pain in the body that crashed. Woke up slowly, looking around the covered forest.

Feeling puzzled and terrified was clearly etched into his face, not knowing which way to go. The branches and twigs do not give the slightest direction.

***

Bu Ani who waited for a long time at the tomb felt anxious and worried, the feeling that came and turned made the woman move from where she met Renggra.

He is eager to hug and calm the mind of the baby, so as not to dissolve from deep sadness.

Servants and bodyguards followed Bu Ani's hasty path.

One by one the toilet doors were opened, Renggra was not there, panic, anxiety, and worry became one. He ran around and around the building. Renggra hasn't been found yet"Oh my god, where's my son?"inner word.

Bu Ani looked back towards the tomb, who knew Renggra was back there. Al results of the little boy was completely lost without the slightest trace.

"Go all of you! Find out, where is little lord Renggra!"his orders were to turn to the guards.

With a well-built body slightly lowered"Ready mistress!"replied simultaneously the guards, swiftly leaving the place.

***

Eyes slipping, open lid eyelids that are still sleepy. Force yourself to get out of a bed filled with shabby cotton in a small bedroom.

Rubbing eyes that are slightly itchy, looking around which is somewhat less clean for him. Renggra eyes were rounded, a feeling of fear haunting all over the body.

The room made of fragile bamboo assemblies, as if the place was about to collapse overflowed itself.

The question of where is he? What places are in the shade? Makes the fur goosebumps. Was she kidnapped by someone with evil intentions? Feeling frightened, his eyes to and fro looked at the surroundings.

The thin cloth that covered the door of the room opened, the little boy smiled seeing that Renggra had subconsciously looked towards him.

"Go you, I hate to see a woman like you."the word spontaneous that came out of Renggra's mouth, as the little boy came near her who had been sitting on a bed made of bamboo.

"Do I bother you, who still wants to sleep?"he sat on a wooden chair beside Renggra.

Renggra grew increasingly agitated and frowned.

"Do I smell and get dirty?"the question came back while grunting his body"Eemmm, it seemed right. I take a shower first, we'll see you later."stand up and step out.

Renggra saw the boy wanted to leave him alone in a quiet and scary place, He was immediately strangled"Mom.isn't that what I mean? But I don't like women like you."trauma that arises, imprints in Renggra's mind. When remembering the incident last night that showed the struggle of his parents.

Women should be treated gently as women. But for Renggra, it's hard to do. When you know women will arbitrarily deceive men without thinking first, until the violence of the way out.

Hearing a strange word according to the girl, He sat back down on the spot"I'm not angry you hate me, without knowing what my fault is? But, you must know, to lie to me is not a good way."the answer that makes Renggra's heart doubt, is it true that his mind is wrong?

The shadow that formed back when the disaster came to Renggra's mind, making him confused what to do? However, in a position that now cannot be denied, who helped him out of the old hut? Besides the girl in front of him.

Feeling confused where to go, when the condition is this free? I want to go home, but it's heavy.

No more good memories there.

"I'm sorry, my words, they made you feel bad to hear." Guilt has said things that make other people misunderstand,"Who are you? Is this your house?"ask her to feel calm, to be in a harmless place.

A smile was engraved on the little girl's face, "My name is Laura sister! This is indeed my residence."raised his hands towards Renggra, invited him to shake hands.

Renggra wanted to retaliate, but hesitated. Is this girl different from the others, or is it the same as her birth mother? It was on the edge, maybe this girl was a different person"My name is Renggra!"say hello to Laura"This isn't bad," said the inner.

DEG!

Feelings that arise in his mind"Weird, why is my chest feeling uncomfortable?"the mind is back to speaking.

Next~>Chapter 4