Duku Mateng(Duda Strong Mapan And Ganteng)
Pledged

After lunch, Berliana asks Radja to take her home. Even Berliana asked Radja not to tell Soraya and Rajasa anything about the misfortune that befell him.

Actually Radja had protested, but because Berliana even wanted to cry when he saw Radja out of the car to call Soraya his mother, finally the man abandoned his intentions.

And now, after Radja decided to return to the office, Berliana was seen pacing back and forth in the room. The woman kept biting her nails, there were things she had to investigate right now, but there were still doubts in her heart. Because he is sure, there is someone who is currently targeting his life or even the Radja

"I'm sure Disha must have left something for Lora or Radja before she died. But if until he doesn't leave anything, it's really bad tuh women." Berliana continued to monologue on her own, both eyes leading to Radja's important file storage cabinet.

With a steady heart, Berliana stepped towards the closet. Both hands were impatient to open it. But after the closet was wide open, Berliana was confused where to start.

"But, did Disha ever sleep in this room? why don't I ever ask Radja." The monologue again while turning the pile of maps in front of him.

Berliana let out a tired sigh when she found nothing there, her two eyes just kept scanning the entire corner of this room. Her forehead creased as Berliana's eyes saw a small box on top of her wardrobe.

As quickly as possible the woman pulled the small chair that was on the dresser. With great difficulty Berliana reached for the brown box from the top of the closet. Because the height of the closet and the height of his body are very much different, Berliana had to tiptoe.

"A little more" he whispered

Berliana's hands felt numb, but she just kept trying to reach him.

Grep's!

"Can!" screech slowly

But when Berliana wanted to pull the box, one of her legs did not step on the chair as a result of her body swaying and Berliana fell flat with the box that she managed to reach earlier.

Brak!

The sound of the wooden box fell down, along with the sound of Berliana's ringing. The woman stroked her sick bok*ong as it fell on the floor.

Between hesitation and curiosity, Berliana opened the box perfectly. His forehead was wrinkled when he saw so much of someone's handwriting.

"Letter? are there still people today sending letters?" Berliana turned the paper back, slowly Berliana opened one of the envelopes.

"To Saradha Lora Dewangga Malik, my daughter." Berliana began to read one by one the words written there.

"I'm sorry for making you born into this cruel world. A world that never wants us. Even your family and birth father left Mom alone here. Maybe if only there were no Radja family, who are now your father, I would not know what our fate would be. Pregnant out of wedlock, abandoned by your biological father without a word, even I'm sure that we'll be ostracized by our own families when they find out, because Mother was bearing disgrace for the Malhotra family." Berliana's voice choked when reading one word on paper.

"Mother just told you, never leave Radja, your father. Because only he will love you sincerely, just as he would and willingly accept your filthy Mother. I'm sorry, I can't keep you from growing up until marriage, but I'm sure that there will be good women who will love you and your father sincerely. No matter what your status is, I'm not strong enough Radha. I can't help but hold back my guilt for Radja and her family. What's more, when you find out that your real father asked Mom to come back to him, I'll never give you to that guy, after what he did to both of us." Berliana smothered her own mouth when her stuffing was not held back.

One of his hands rubbed the rough tears that arrived just came out of his eyelids.

"One more time I apologize, for not being able to accompany you. I'm deliberately indifferent to you so that you don't always depend on Mom, I don't want you to feel lost. Therefore, I always ignore you and Radja. To Radja, thank you for being an angel in both of our lives, I just pray that you find your true happiness soon. Promise me you will never give Radha to anyone, including my family or my real father. GREETINGS DARLING, DISHA DEWANGGA MALIK" the entire contents of the letter Berliana read, her chest felt a little tight after knowing all the taste that had been felt by her ex-husband's wife.

"I promise, I promise I will never give your daughter to anyone Disha, including her real father. I represent my husband to promise you." - Berliana monologue

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