Acha: Thank You Yoga
45. Truth
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"Eh you guys are not paying attention lately Kak Yoga keknya deket again the same Kak Dinda."
"Yes, I saw you go together too."
"Hahaha, the fate of Acha. Be dumped again."
Valerie, Anggie and Kanannya laughed without caring about the other customers glaring at her. After school, the three of them did not go home immediately but decided to hang out first at one of the cafes not far from the school.
It only takes fifteen minutes if from school to the cafe they live now. Kala Kananya threw her gaze towards the window, she accidentally found Nadin who seemed to be joking along with women of her age. Cananya's sly smile rises instantly, she will make Acha's fate even more unhelpful this time.
If I can't get Yoga, then neither can you, Cha. Sorry, you don't have anything wrong with me but I don't like you happier than me. Inner Kanaya.
He then got up from his seat making Anggie and Valerie wonder.
"Where are you going?"
"Wait a moment, I want to make a drama," he said then sauntered to the table where Nadin and his friends lived.
"Eh there's Aunt Nadin, what a coincidence that we met here," Kananya smiled gently at Nadin who seemed to laugh. However, the laughter soon disappeared upon seeing Kanaya standing in front of him.
"Who's jeng? You familiar?" one of Nadin asked.
"Hallo mothers, know me Kanaya would-be son-in-law Tante Nadin," he said introducing himself.
"Oala, your future daughter-in-law jeng? Beautiful yes," one of Nadin's friends again responded while Kananya smiled gracefully replying to him.
"Just believe the same thing he said," Nadin opened his voice to make his friends stupefied at once.
"So not your son-in-law, Jeng?"
"A student of no gini attitude where could be part of the Argantara family," Nadin folded his hands in front of his chest, his legs folded, arrogantly he looked at Kananya with a contemptuous look.
"At least I'm not as innocent as a aunt's daughter-in-law."
"What do you mean?" Nadin began to be emotionally difficult to speak in a high tone to make everyone's attention seized to look at him.
...\*\*\*...
"Yoga, thank you for my antherin" said Dinda. He smiled sweetly at Yoga and then walked down from his ex-girlfriend's car.
"Gue went straight home," exclaimed Yoga then drove his car leaving Dinda still unmoved in her place.
"In a moment, you will definitely come back with me again, Yog," muttered Dinda staring at the Yoga car that was getting away from her eyes.
With a thousand steps, Dinda stepped into her house with a paper bag in her hand. His smile has been expanding ever since. His legs wrapped in white sneakers stepped into his house and it succeeded in making his stride, the smile that had adorned his face now faded without a trace.
"You're home, baby? Here, we eat together," a middle-aged woman looked at Dinda with her sweet smile.
However, it was not according to Dinda's reply that it wiped out the warmth of the two middle-aged humans in front of her.
"Why bring \*\*\*\*\*\*\* this here?"
Papa Dinda's emotions ignited for a moment. "DINDA, WATCH YOUR MOUTH!" snapped it.
Honestly, Dinda was always afraid when the father started to yell at her. However, it seems to have become a daily food for Dinda.
"PAPA SHOULD TAKE CARE OF PAPA'S ATTITUDE. I DON'T THINK ABOUT HOW MOM FEELS?!"
One successful slap landed on Dinda's smooth cheek. Dinda's heart was pinched in pain, again and again for the umpteenth time her father put on her.
"YOUR MOTHER IS DEAD, YOU SHOULD KNOW IT!"
"Yes my mother is dead and you are the killer!" Dinda breezed away leaving her papa still ignited in anger. Her tears had already flowed since the hard slap landed on her cheek.
...\*\*\*...
Yoga undoes his intention to enter his house when he sees his mother's car starting to enter his yard. Not long after, the car stopped and Nadin soon passed out.
"Mama" said Yoga but Nadin ignored him. With a furious rage Nadin burst into his house followed by Yoga behind him.
“Acha where?” nadin asked while looking at Yoga.
“In his room maybe, what's the matter?” of course Yoga is curious because it is not usually like this mother. When Nadin was about to raise the stairs, it was seen that Acha had gone down the stairs with a sweet smile, welcoming the return of her husband and in-laws.
“Yoga, Mama, you're home,” said Acha. He was about to experience the two people but Nadin instead looked flat at himself, not accepting Acha's hand made the owner confused.
“Acha, you answer honestly mama's question. Who is the father of the child you bear?”
Acha gasped, why did Nadin ask like that? Does the woman know the truth?
Before Acha replied, Yoga first opened the voice. “Mama what the hell, obviously Yoga is his father who else?”
“DIAMOND YOU YOGA!” this time Nadin's patience has vanished seeing his son so defend Acha.
In that instant, Acha's tears shed instantly. “Aafin Acha, Cha. Acha does not mean to lie,” fear and guilt include Acha's feelings.
“So really it's not a Yoga child?”
Acha nodded, seeing that Yoga immediately approached Acha and held her.
“WHY ARE YOU LYING?” this time Nadin cried, his heart breaking into pieces.
“Yoga asked Acha to create an actual capin, Ma.”
“Why Yoga? You know what you've done to ruin your future?”
“Ma, the future of Yoga has not been broken!” his Yoga. He did not want Acha to feel more guilty about this.
“Yoga, mama don't want to know you the pokonya should stay in Acha. All this time, you always feel guilty because you think Acha is pregnant with your child. Mama always felt sad every time she saw Acha who had to be confined in the house with a load of this magnitude. Mama's heart aches every time you remember you're ruining people's girls and making them lose their teenage years. But this is what?”
Nadin's cry grew even stronger with Acha, the woman's body had even trembled violently.
God, is this my end with them? Inner Acha. His feeling was really upset.
“Yoga know mom's feelings. But, sorry Yoga can not recite your request to stay in Acha.”
“YOGA!”
“Ma... Acha the wife of Yoga,” hiss Yoga weakened.
“BUT HE \*\*\*\*\*\*\*!” nadin shouted increasingly irritated.
“MY SON'S FUTURE DESTROYER YOU!” Nadin grabbed Acha's hair very strongly making the owner grimace sick.
Heartache, physical pain, this is what Acha is feeling right now. The words thrown from Nadin's mouth like a white dagger piercing his chest made him seem to lack air supply.
“Ma, lastin!” exclaim Yoga, he tried to keep Nadin's hand away from Acha's hair.
“Why? Why should you, Yoga?” nadin's body fell on a large sofa that was not far from its place. “Mama can not accept all this,” Nadin shook his head as if it was a form of protest to God. He is not willing if his son has to bear mistakes that are not his fault especially to involve his future.
“Because the father of that man is a jerk!” the sound of Yoga this time sounded cold with a sharp eye highlight.
“Iya, I'm a jerk but now I'm ready to make the responsibility!”
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