Beautiful Doctor, Actor
Red stain

Meta, who still does not believe in the existence of Birawa in front of him after decades of not meeting, continues to be stunned with flashbacks filling his head.

While Dinda was still confused, looking at the two people who were both feeling shocked.

"Sir Birawa, ma'am, do you know each other?" dinda asked still with a look of wonder.

"Oh, i-yeah, doctor Dinda, M-Meta this is my old friend" Birawa replied stammered.

"Oh"

"J-so, Meta your mother, doctor Dinda?"

From Birawa's question, that means Meta's secret is still safe, Dinda does not know that Birawa is his birth papah, and vice versa. But there are a few questions that are flashing freely in Meta's brain. Like, how could they be this familiar, like they've known each other for so long. Why can Dinda sit down to chat with her papah, what was the beginning of their meeting or introduction like? and various other questions that immediately disturbed the peace of his brain.

"How's Meta doing?" Birawa reached out, and Meta gasped.

"S-I'm good" Meta did not receive a helping hand Birawa, he just cupped it in front of the chest, reflexively, the man also cupped his hands together with a bit clumsy.

"Well, Mr. Birawa, this is Prilly's papa" Dinda said with a smile.

The shock that Meta felt because his meeting with Birawa had not subsided, now he was again surprised by the sentence Dinda just now.

J-so Prilly is Birawa's son, meaning she's Dinda's half-sister? Meta's face flushed red, holding back the raging sense in his mind.

Dinda snatched the husband from her own sister? Meta monologues in the heart.

No, don't let them know that Dinda is Birawa's son and Prilly's half-brother.

Dinda's daughter Mas Awang, she's been taking care of him since he was a baby. Only he has the right to be called papa by Dinda, not Birawa.

And only I and Mas Awang knew that Dinda was Birawa's son, I would never let them know.

"Mamah" Dinda frowned, a little worried about the change in the look of the face of the mother.

"Din-iya?"

"You sick?"

"Oh, eng-don't kid"

"So really, all right?"

"Honey, my mother is fine, just a little in disbelief because she suddenly met an old friend" from her body gesture, it is clear that Meta looks very shocked.

"You are old friends, you can have a little chat as possible" said Dinda, glancing at the watch in her hand. "I've got to get back to work, so Mr. Birawa, I'm sorry I'm staying"

"Yes, please, doctor Dinda"

Dinda responded with a smile.

"Well, I'll stay first"

"Looky-yes, baby"

After saying goodbye, Dinda went to leave the two who both displayed a nervous look.

Birawa and Meta stare at Dinda's increasingly distant back, as the woman they're staring at is lost from sight due to a turn, the two men are again entangled by more nervousness.

"Can we talk, Meta?" asked Birawa after a few minutes of silence.

A sentence that makes Meta's heart like it's losing its rhythm. The crack was really tight like running on a treadmill.

"Two" added Birawa glanced at Yani, Meta's ART.

"I'm sorry, I don't have time"

"Just five minutes" Birawa quickly replied, focusing entirely on the black bead Meta dared not return his gaze.

"I wait there ma'am" said Yani, pointing at a bench not far from the seat that Dinda and Birawa were sitting on.

"I'm just for a minute, Yan. You wait for ya"

"Good, mom. Long time is okay"

"Not more than five minutes of Yan"

"Yes ma'am, if I wait there, ma'am, I'm sorry"

Meta nodded his head, not long after, he sat down where the former Dinda sat before.

Then in silence, they returned in a confused mixed nervous situation. But there was a bit of resentment in Meta's heart, remembering an incident about twenty-five years ago, where Birawa suddenly came to the boarding house in a state of heavy drunkenness.

Birawa, unknowingly having desecrated him despite Meta's attempts to avoid the man, but his power is outdone by Birawa's power, Meta gives up until his virginity is torn apart, the seed grew in her womb without Birawa's knowledge.

After the incident, Birawa, who had fallen into a deep slumber, went to bed with her heart torn apart, feeling that her future had been ruined by the man sitting before her.

"What do you want to talk about, Mr Birawa?" Meta interrupted their silence with a question sentence.

"How are you, Amey" An affectionate call from Birawa to Meta. Meta knew that Birawa loved him very much, but because his heart had fallen on Awang, Meta never returned his love.

"Don't you just ask?"

"Yep"

After that it was silent for almost a minute.

"If there's nothing else you want to talk about, I'm sorry"

"Still, there's, Meta" the lightning bolt.

Meta that was about to rise he paused.

"I'm sorry, forcibly fucked you, albeit unconsciously, but I know"

"You never fucked me" Meta replies. Birawa said, as if opening an old wound that has now dried again melted.

"You don't have to dodge it, Meta. That stain, I'll never forget"

"What stain do you mean?"

Birawa smiled in anguish. A smile made.

"I've been looking for you all this time" Birawa ignored Meta's question. "After knowing you're married to Awang, then I stop looking for you"

"It seems like it's an unimportant thing to discuss"

"Who said? but to me this is important, because I've taken your virginity"

"I'm sorry, so our conversation is over. Excuse me, good day"

"Meta" Call Birawa quickly, for the woman has risen and has gone.

Not fond of Birawa's call, he continued to weave his feet towards where Yani was sitting.

From here it can be concluded, if the story of Prilly somewhat gnawed repeating the story of Meta. Married a man who did not impregnate her. The difference is, Prilly is married to Adam who obviously does not love him, while Meta is married by a man who loves him.

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and sorry is not the intention of turning back the facts 😀😀😀