Bitter Wedding
The Umbrella

Early in the morning there was a noise in a house.

His name is Mr. Lukman.

He was a middle-aged man who daily worked as a builder of building projects.

That morning he was very upset with his son.

But the boy wasn't really his son.

The child was the son of his wife's illicit relationship with another man.

As they were about to escape the three, their car had an accident.

His wife and mistress died on the spot.

The 10-month-old boy is still alive.

Inevitably Mr. Lukman who took care of the child until now.

Despite every look at the child, Mr. Lukman always remembered his wife who was having an affair with another man.

But Mr. Lukman still has a little conscience to want to take care of the child.

Hopefully when he grows up he can help the economy of his family.

And at that time his daughter also immediately liked the boy and was very happy to consider him as a younger brother.

"When do you want to sleep all day?!!" mr. Lukman shouted at Bastian his son and kicked him in the back.

Bastian grimaced in pain as his father treated him like that.

Although this was not his first time.

His father had often beaten him even for trivial matters.

Bastian thought that it was his father's nature.

But one day Mr. Lukman accidentally said that Bastian was an illegitimate child.

From there he knew the real story, until he ended up being the son of a man as inhuman as Mr. Lukman.

Bastian's time is spent every day swearing at his parents.

Why when they died, Bastian did not just die with them.

That way he should not feel the torment of his stepfather.

The wounds on some sides of the face that he got yesterday had not completely dried up, now he had to get new wounds again.

Many times he wanted to leave the house.

But always his heart was broken by his brother who had always been good to him.

His sister said he had to survive.

But knew what her brother was about her father's behavior all along.

He always went to work early in the morning and came home late at night.

"Don't be weak to be a man! Find a job that makes a lot of money. You have no pity for your brother who has been banging to support unemployment like you?! If it wasn't for your brother, I'd have kicked you out a long time ago!" mister Lukman slammed the door.

Bastian slowly got up from the floor as he fell down earlier.

He then turned on his computer to see some vacancies that might fit him.

It's hard to get a good job, because Bastian didn't graduate High School.

With his father's treatment all along he grew up to be a dissident and mischievous child.

That's why he was expelled from school.

All this time he was not just staying at home.

But he several times filled out the show as a singer if there is a certain event.

That was the only skill he had - singing.

But his father was never satisfied with the money Bastian made from erratic singing results.

Because of that sometimes Bastian sings on the streets or from house to house.

After skating on several job vacancy sites for some time.

Bastian's eyes were fixed on a vacancy for singers at a cafe that had not been open for long.

He sent an email to the cafe, and they immediately replied that he would come at 10 a.m.

It's a great opportunity for Bastian to prove himself useful and not just a burden on the family.

He came out of his room and saw that the house was deserted.

Bastian opened the hood at the dinner table, and found nothing there.

When he opened the refrigerator there was only water there.

He sighed.

"Isn't it normal like this?" muttered.

That morning it only looked like a messy dirty plate in the sink.

Finally Bastian took the water in the refrigerator and gulped it down.

It was the only breakfast that went into his stomach.

He then washed the dishes from his father's breakfast this morning.

After that he went to the bathroom to get ready for the cafe he was applying for.

At 09.48 WIB Bastian got off the public bus.

He used the rest of his spare change to get to the cafe.

Hoping his destiny would change after working there.

He stepped in to get in there.

At that time Bastian only used the interior of a black shirt with a maroon shirt on the outside.

As well as black jeans and guitar as a playmate during this time which is always embedded in his back.

Heavy rain did not dampen his intention to try to apply for the job.

He arrived on time using an umbrella he had gotten from a woman he didn't know.

"I'm Bastian. I want to meet with Miss Eliza" Bastian said as Hilma approached her.

Hilma then told Bastian to sit in one of the chairs there.

At that time the cafe was not crowded because it had not entered lunch time.

After that Hilma headed for Eliza's room.

"There's someone looking for you El, his name is Bastian" Hilma said as her head poked out from behind the door.

"Oh, yeah, ask him to wait a minute. I'm going out" Eliza said, and then cleared her job.

Eliza then went out and walked towards Bastian's place.

At that time Bastian was not aware of Eliza's presence because he was busy paying attention to the interior of the cafe which amazed him.

He thought maybe he could get a high salary there.

Eliza sat down in front of Bastian, then before long Hyunsik came who intended to put two drinks on the table.

"Oh, this is my umbrella" Hyunsik said as he accidentally saw the umbrella Bastian was wearing as he got off the bus.

There was written the initials of the owner's name using hangul letters, therefore Hyunsik immediately recognized him.

Eliza and Bastian glanced at the yellow umbrella.

They look at each other.

Bastian took a look at the face of the woman in front of him who was no stranger to him.

Likewise Eliza, she then covered her face with paper that she brought because it was remembered by the embarrassing incident that she experienced yesterday.

He did not expect to see the man again.

Though Eliza wants to forget that so as not to continue in a blanket of shame.

"This is the umbrella I lent to Noona yesterday, isn't it?" ask Hyunsik.

"Ah, ma'am no. Else," answered Eliza denying it.

"Yes, this is my name here,"

Hyunsik picked up the umbrella and pointed at the hangul there.

"Why should there be that writing. Where do I know that writing means her name," Inner Eliza.

He was still trying to cover his face from the man.

But Bastian took the paper Eliza held to make sure it was the woman who helped him from his father's pursuit yesterday.

"You, those bloody pants, right?"