After You Go

After You Go
2. Hope Back


Kezia Alexandra Bramasta, the second child of Rayhan Bramasta, the owner of Bramasta Group, willingly left her family, giving up her high status and honor, in pursuit of her love.


For Alan Pratama, CEO of Pratama Corp. A man who has captivated his heart, who he has been chasing since they both sat in college.


It begins with a meeting, which can be said to be in love at first sight. Zia was so fascinated by his good looks, at his fairly cool and cuckoo attitude. Different from most men in general, which makes Zia more curious and greget when looking at it.


For most of the day, Zia teases and annoys him, leaving Alan long-overdue.


But until an incident, Zia was finally able to make the heart of an Alan Pratama melt. And, they were officially dating until graduation and decided to get engaged.


Although Alan's family initially disapproved of the engagement, as Zia was considered unclear of her origin, not equal! Alan was able to convince them.


And finally Zia accepted even Alan made a private secretary in his office. Two years, Zia helped Alan, who was then the new CEO, replace his father who was suddenly hit by a stroke when his company was almost bankrupt.


Two years, Zia worked hard to help Alan, making Pratama Corp triumph and shine, seizing the position of number one company in the city of A.


Two years, Zia helps Alan get rid of his business competitors, motivating Alan until Alan gains his confidence.


All that, Zia did happily, just for the sake of the heart that she hoped would be a companion to life forever.


But.....


The Green Gardens Village


Kezia enters an elite housing complex owned only by rich and influential people, even if you are rich but do not have strong connections, not necessarily able to live in the place. Zia parked her car in front of a pretty magnificent building. It was the number one cluster and the most luxurious one on the block, the land area alone was about two acres.


Only one thing made Zia return to that house. Memories album and some important files he kept, he wanted to take it away together.


Farhan Pratama, who witnessed Zia's actions from a wheelchair, felt a bad shake. With great difficulty, Farhan pulled Zia's wrist as it flashed in front of him.


Zia who had not paid much attention since her focus was only on what she was looking for, turned her head towards the old man. Seemed a clear face, even tears almost spilled, staring expectantly at Zia.


Although initially Farhan did not approve of his son's engagement, but when he was struck by the receipt, Zia had been so painstaking in caring for him. Since then, Farhan has changed his view of this girl.


" Will it go? "


Although his lips were unable to speak, but that was what was implied in Farhan's eyes. His heart was always feeling unsettled. All the humiliation and suffering that Zia experienced in that house, Farhan was her witness. He has seen who is truly sincere and who is performing. All the truths that he realized too late, even Alan had not realized them. In his pain, Farhan always blamed himself.


Farhan realized, sooner or later, Zia would definitely leave the house, even though she hoped that it would never happen.


Zia gathered in front of the old man, clasping his hands tightly.


" Sorry! " murmured Zia, without feeling any tears falling from the corner of her eyes.


" Don't go! Please don't leave my son! "


Zia's feelings were getting bigger, not the tears that were falling, but the tears that were breaking down.


" No...! " Zia shook her head.


" I'm really not strong! " he continued.


Farhan shed tears, unable to see Zia's departure. His feelings were stirring, inexplicable with words.


" Hey, poor girl! What are you doing huh? "


Zia passed by the hostess, Teresa Permadi, as she passed by the living room. Teresa glanced at Zia's hand which carried several sheets of documents. Seen deep suspicion in his eyes.


" What do you want to do with those files? Do you want to steal it? "


" This is my own file, why should I steal it? " sahut Zia, pushy.


" hey... Who knows? A poor girl like you, what else can you do besides seduce a rich man and take control of all the assets we have? Do you think such cheap tricks can trick us, huh? "


" Honored Lady Teresa, is that all you have in mind, huh? Why does your whole mind contain only trash?"


The deg!


Teresa wails! In the past, Zia would never dare to answer, let alone refute.


" K-you.how dare you argue with me. Are you aware of your position, huh? If it wasn't us who were compassionate to pull you off the streets, do you think you could live in a luxurious mansion and enjoy the amenities of the rich? "


" Stop calling me a whore....! " sergah Zia's.


" Rather than scolding me, why don't you take a mirror and look in the mirror? Look carefully, who deserves to be called a whore? "


" K-You! " Chika raised her hand, about to slap Zia. But Zia managed to dodge and make Chika mired fall.


" Basic jal*ng! How dare you...! " Theresa's hysterical. He immediately rushed to look at Chika and helped her up.


" Yey, hey...What is this noisiness? "


Anton Permadi, Alan's half-brother, who had just entered the house humming, played the car keys on his finger, came over.


" Anton, get that bitch! Get him out of here! " shouted Teresa.


Whistling, Anton approached Zia, his lewd eyes looking at Zia from top to bottom. From the beginning, she never stopped admiring her beauty. Only, fate did not side with him. Anton always felt annoyed, when many times got a refusal to take Zia to bed.


" Hey, poor girl! Besides your seductive body and face, you're nothing but trash. Why are you so arrogant, huh? " Anton Permadi paced before Zia, acting most powerfully with his lewd eyes.


Zia only glanced at the sadist, then threw away her face. He was really disgusted with this one human being.


" Sway! " snaps Zia.


" Well, what kind of attitude is that? Do you want to get kicked out of here, huh? " Anton went up in black, strangled Zia's neck.


" Anton, get rid of him, throw him in the street! " cried Teresa, very impatient.


" Nah, did you hear that? Too bad isn't it, if your smooth skin is to be exposed to dust for being a bum? "


Anton tries to touch Zia's face, but Zia brushes him off.


" Heh, don't be so fierce! How about tonight we go to the hotel, so you can be fresh. I know, you must be tired of facing this old madam! " murried Anton in Zia's ear.


Zia thrashed, trying to let go of Anton's hand.


" Hmm, you're really fierce huh? I like, I like it very much. You must be so wild in bed, I really cannot imagine...!"


" Buk! "


No need to compromise anymore, Zia immediately kicked Anton's shell.


" Huaaaa, less ajaaaaarrr.. ! You girls don't know themselves, I'm killing you! " Anton screams in pain.


Anton clenches a fist about to hit Zia, but Zia takes a chair and blows it into Anton's face.


Anton staggered, Zia did not waste a chance, kicked Anton in the stomach, and stomped on him several times.


" Braziest! Goddamn bum! Mother...! " whimper Anton.


" The bitch doesn't know herself! Get the fuck out of here! " Theresa roared.


Zia approached Teresa, looking at her with vengeance. Teresa had shuddered, the girl who had been bullied all this time, the girl who had always looked weak and always obeyed, now she had lost control of herself.


" You don't bother to throw me out. Without you to drive me out, I'll get out of here. Even if you kneel down and beg for me to come back, I will never set foot in a whorehouse like you! "


Zia turned around, then rushed away. Too waste of time, arguing with trash like them.


Zia breezed out of the house, and Alan just got out of his car. Teresa caught up with Kezia and shouted,


" If you want to go, then go. But leave everything you bring, you have no right to bring anything from here! " teresa cried out from the doorway.


'Deg's'


Teresa was surprised, not expecting that it turned out that Alan also followed back home. Soon, the cunning fox put on a pity face, approached Alan and played a play.


" Daughter, my dear son, please persuade Zia son, don't let him go. Mother please! "


Alan tried to digest the situation, looked at Teresa, then turned his eyes to Kezia.