YUCIA Love Story

22. The Whole Family

His feelings felt very messy as he speculated that Yudha had played with Ciara's feelings. The man had apologized and regretted his actions to Ciara, but in the end he kept coming back to his former lover. Yudha doesn't even know if Ciara is pregnant with her child. 

“Bags, that guy is a real asshole. I was almost devastated by her apology, I thought she really regretted her actions and went back to being the person I knew, but she didn't change at all. The man still remains a shitty figure!” Because of her intense anger, the woman did not seem to shed the slightest tears. 

Ciara pulled the plate over the edge, then she opened the letter from Yudha she had read. 

Of Yudha

Ciara, I don't know if you forgive me or not, but I really regret what I did. I'm a bastard, huh? I'm sorry. I just found out if you're Farah's adopted son after you left, so I'm late if I want to prevent it. At first right after knowing that you were someone in the past, I wanted to immediately find out your whereabouts, but fate said another. I got a letter of duty, and finally got to meet you here. 

I am happy to have found you and to have apologized even though I am not sure if you are willing to forgive me, or rather you hate me even more. But whatever it is, I want us to get on with it all again, Ra. Do I have a chance to get back close to you? Do I still have any hope of continuing this life by knowing you as someone special in my life? I want to do all that. 

Not wanting to waste time, Ciara immediately rushed to pack all her belongings to get out of here. Assisted by someone who first brought her here, Ciara headed to a terminal far enough away because it was in the city. However, no matter how far along the journey this time was, he only wanted to return and disappear as quickly as he could. 

“Indeed why are you so hasty to go back?” ask the woman in a worried tone. “When you have to keep your content, ‘kan? I see your womb has begun to grow even though it may rarely be aware of it. But as a woman who had been pregnant, I knew it clearly,” the woman said. 

“It's okay, I just want to get out of here because I have to get back to my family. I think now it's time,” replied Ciara, shrieked. 

About an hour and a half later, they reached the terminal. Ciara immediately said goodbye, then the woman immediately boarded an intercity bus. During the trip he thought that maybe when his feet came down here, it was a kind of inspiration that so that the distance where he lived was not so far from his parents' house. 

Since being told the name of this area, Ciara was clearly shocked because she and her parents were in the same province. However, deliberately he did not return because it would only make them hassles. Along the way Ciara strengthened her heart to not hesitate to decide again. He thought it was the only way for now. 

Eleven hours later, the bus stopped at its last stop. Soon Ciara comes down. His two eyes were no stranger to this area, as he spent six years here. Although many memories were lost, but the road to his house still he remembered clearly. Ciara hoped that they would still remain there and not move house. 

“Mbak, where are you going? Let me deliver,” said one of the taxi drivers while removing his motorbike from the base. 

“Take me to Village D yes, Mr.” Ciara immediately climbed up and sat in the back seat, before the vehicle finally began to move on the path to his small village that had not been visited for a long time. 

Not as remote as the previous village, the birth village of Ciara is quite crowded even though it is small. That's what Ciara can value while she is still living there. About an hour later, the motor began to enter the village D. In a small alley, Ciara asked to stop right in front of her. After that Ciara immediately went down after giving a rate that is in accordance with the mileage. 

The woman returned with her bag, then walked into a small alley. Just passing through two houses, Ciara was able to find a house during her childhood. The building is very simple. Dominated in bright white, the smallest among other homes. 

Ciara quickly walked towards the building, before she knocked on the door someone opened it first from the inside. Seemed a fifty-year-old lady dressed in batik, staring at Ciara deeply. “You, Ciara?” 

“Iya, Mom. It's me, Ciara!” 

The woman immediately hugged Ciara and soon came an older man about sixty years old who was shocked. “Ciara? She Ciara?” The man immediately hugged his daughter tightly, the three of them looked full and the meeting was too emotional. 

“Nak, forgive us. We really feel guilty for giving you to Ms. Farah. Because of our recruitment, you are the victim. We're really sorry, Nak.” Ciara's mother was crying. 

Ciara let go of her parents' embrace. He knew that the past could not be changed anymore, even with the fact that his parents deliberately gave little Ciara to Farah, his neighbor at that time. Farah's son died until the woman was depressed, because Ciara's parents felt that they could not take care of Ciara, he finally gave his seventh child to Farah. 

“Already, Mom, forget the things that have passed. But this time allow me to stay for a while because I really need a place to raise a baby in my womb,”. 

“Bay? Are you married, Ra? Where's your husband?” ask the Mother.