Cherophophobic
You're Not My Son!

After school Kafka took the time to go to Anggi's tomb accompanied by Yohan and Yora. He had already begun to accept the fact that Anggi had been gone for all eternity from his side.

"Hello Aunt. We're coming again. Sorry this time Yora was with Yohan first. You see the other one is different in the direction of all." said Yora when she just arrived at the tomb.

"Lo talking about land?" ask Yohan.

Plaque! Yora directly hit Yohan's head. Really don't know the situation. But thanks to Yohan's question just now, Kafka who was just silent immediately laughed a little.

They crouched beside Anggi's grave and prayed for him. After praying for her, they sprinkled flowers over Anggi's tomb. Only then did they silently say what they wanted to say to Anggi in his heart.

"Mom, someone likes Kafka. But Kafka is confused, Kafka is afraid to like him too. If you like it, will you be happy, right? Kafka does not want to be too happy, if Kafka is happy, Kafka will be sad again" said Kafka in his mind. Not only that, he also revealed all his grunts that he had been quieting all along.

Yora and Yohan are also seen silently staring at a tombstone bearing the name Anggika Pratama. It seemed like they were also saying something in his heart. Surely only they know about it.

After the tomb, they went to Kafka's house to wait for Kafka to change clothes. After that they went straight to Yohan's apartment to relax. How is the flower shop? The store was entirely Kafka after it was handed over to an officer who was once employed by his late mother.

When they arrived at Yohan's apartment, the three of them were a little surprised because it turned out that there was already Anya inside.

"Aunty, how come home? Shouldn't still be in the hospital?" ask Yora.

"Anya's aunt is still in the hospital. Time doesn't heal up with her own mother?" ask the woman who is none other than Fanya. Anya's twin brother.

Hearing the woman's words, Yora immediately stepped her legs backward. After a year of missing no news, his mother suddenly appeared before him with a smile as if not feeling guilty at all.

"Go! Yora doesn't want to see my mom's face!"

"Yora.." call Fanya clean.

"Sorry, Auntie came home first" said Yohan.

"We will try to calm Yora down." Kafka added.

Fanya shut up for a second. Then the woman approached Yora. On Yora's cheek rub. "Sorry, I know you're wrong. Sorry mama." said Fanya with a sincere look. After that he left Yohan's apartment.

Yora did not respond to that, even the girl was reluctant to look at the face of the woman who had given birth to her. It was not because Yora did not respect her parents. It happened because he was disappointed with his parents. Not only Fanya, even if she met her papa someday it was likely that she would also show the same attitude.

After Fanya's departure, Yora immediately sat down and cried while hugging her knees. Kafka tried to calm him down by embracing his shoulders. While Yohan tried to calm him by rubbing the girl's head.

"Can't talk about it like old people" Kafka said.

"But I'm disappointed in them." replied Yora.

"Yes, I know. But anyway they remain Lo's parents. He's the one who risked his life to kill Lo. Hear me. As bad as Lo's parents are, Lo can't hate them." Kafka again advised Yora.

"Emang Lo does not hate papa Lo who has nelantarin Lo so?" ask Yora.

Yohan was a little surprised by the sharp question from Yora. If Kafka who got the question had a sensitive feeling they could immediately fight. But luckily Kafka wasn't like that. That guy's heart is too good to hate someone.

Kafka smiled as he shook his head. "Gue doesn't hate papa, nor do I hate his family. If I hate, it means I hate the same fate that God has written for me." replied Kafka with a smile still attached to his lips.

Yora immediately hugged Kafka after getting an answer from the guy. "What the hell is Lo made of Kaf?" ask Yora.

Kafka stroked Yora's head like her own. "Either, forget me the subject matter of the IPA Junior High." replied Kafka followed by a laugh.

"Lo don't want to see Papa Lo?" ask Yohan.

"You, but I'm afraid that he won't admit to me as his son." replied Kafka, bowing his head.

"Not ask him to admit Lo as a child. Ask where Mama Lo's grave is!" yohan.

Kafka. That's exactly what Yohan said. It doesn't matter whether the man recognizes himself as his son or not. His purpose was to see his father only to ask where his mother's grave was.

"Come." take Kafka.

They immediately went to the company building owned by El Hasan Anzalion. They both went inside and said they wanted to meet with the CEO of the company, but they were kicked out. Finally they waited in front of the security guard post until the working hours were over.

"That's Mr. El's car" said the security guard who accompanied Kafka and Yohan.

The car stopped when the security guard waved his hand. The car owner came down and approached them.

"What's up, sir?" ask a man with a strong body.

"This is sir, someone wants to meet with Mr. El." replied the security guard.

The man, known as El Hasan Anzalion, was staring at two teenage boys beside the security guard. His gaze was immediately glued to Kafka. The guy's face instantly reminded himself of his dead ex-girlfriend. None other than Vadya.

"Why does his face look so similar to Vadya?" el looked at Kafka's face.

"Mr El, I'd like to talk to you for a moment" Kafka said.

"Well, let's talk in the front restaurant." asked El.

They patted and agreed to speak at the restaurant that was right in front of the company building.

"So? What business are you looking for me for?" ask the man.

"My name is Kafka Anzalion. I am the son of Vadya Kaveline." replied Kafka.

Hearing Kafka's reply, El's face immediately turned into dislike. True premonition. Kafka was the son of Vadya. The child he had been hiding from the public and his wife suddenly appeared. He felt Kafka's presence could threaten his fame as the perfect CEO. He did not want his image to be damaged because of Kafka.

"Wantas? What does that have to do with me? You want me to admit that you're the son of my affair? No. gabe. It won't. I will never admit you as a child. You're not my son!" el Hasan said with his face.

Yohan immediately clenched her hand holding back the anger. It was eager for him to throw his punch at the arrogant face of this man named El Hasan.

"I don't care if you want to acknowledge me as your child or not. I just came to ask you where you buried my mama?" ask Kafka.

"I won't tell you" said the man then immediately left.

Yohan was about to pursue and teach him a lesson. But Kafka held his hand. "No, don't use violence. Maybe he's still shocked by my sudden arrival" said Kafka to calm Yohan, who was already burning with emotion.

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