Dusk Above the Horizon
Woman with her horror

Still back on Day H

Pullman Jakarta Central Park

Wedding building.

Mell moves into the magnificent building, bringing her daughter's steps are quite complicated with her kebaya, inexplicably Mell's heart feels not okay, she said, a million fury still pummeled him about Anggara.

"Where is he?"

Still the question filled her head, the woman's eyeballs were still trying to find her husband, too agitated and could not for herself not look for Anggara.

The man she loved, the man she got in all sorts of ways in her time.

He will not forget how to struggle himself to get to the point where he got Anggara, justify many ways to have it, even forget the sin and death that will hit him.

She is Mell, who always justifies every means to get whatever she wants, she is Mell who never uses her heart when she wants to reach the peak of her glory, she is Mell, to her his heart had died because of the poverty that had undermined him ever since he began to greet the earth.

She is Mell, who is tired of being poor, she envies whenever she sees the happiness of those around her, who have luck unlike her life destiny.

Even he can destroy people who act like angels even on him.

One memory hit Mell, she remembered how papa Hesty in her misery asked.

"Why did you do all that, Mell? what's less good am I to me? what's wrong with you, Hesty?"

The old man struggled between his deaths, the hoses stuck his body, my eyes and the frail, helpless body with those pale, almost blue lips ready to die at any moment, she looked at Mell with trembling lips, asking with eyeballs that held her tears.

Regretting all his deeds, seduced at Mell's charms, destroying his own little family, making his wife take a life out of his affair with Mell, making the woman who accompanied him from 0 exhale his breath in bitterness, throw away her own daughter and granddaughter, for the sake of a prostitute who is good at seducing her.

Removing Hesty from the family list and removing the inheritance rights of her own daughter in favor of a demonic woman like Mell.

The young Mell was seen chuckling at the old man's question, amid the dark night sky and the room without its inhabitants.

He moved closer to the dying man, approaching his lips right beside the left ear of the man who was always called papa by his best friend.

"I just hate and envy seeing Hesty's happiness, I hate that she has something that I don't have, I want what she has right now without exception"

He was content to tell the man, laughing in horror at the silence of the night, making the helpless man shed his tears.

He had difficulty speaking, because his body had completely collapsed, even now his voice had begun to disappear where death was about to hit.

Mell fixed her position, took something out of her pouch, an injection filled with fluid inside her.

"Sstttttttt, this won't hurt, he'll make you sleep well for good, baby"

Mell said slowly.

"Ahhh yes, do you know dear? a few months ago I asked someone to send Hesty and her children on the brink of death, and I'll marry Anggara in a sweet way"

Then he slowly injects the medicine in his hand into a hose that will bring the man with the call of the Antiquity to his death.

"The demon lady accents"

Dewantara spoke in anger covered a million regrets in his misery.

Still left in his memory how Dewantara stretched his life, and he managed to rise to become the sole heir of the Dewantara group with the results of his efforts over the years.

Outstanding achievement.

Mell awakens from her memory, continues to take steps looking for her husband, even though she has been down her eyeballs on all parts of the building, but the reality is she did not find the figure she was looking for since.

He finally gave up, chose to sit in the 2nd row of seats where the Gunawan family gathered, for a moment he looked for his daughter who disappeared somewhere.

"Basic"

He rambled in his heart, trying to pay attention to the stage in front of him, initially his eyeballs looked at Mocking at the ranks of the Gunawan besan family, staring at the chosen wife Horizon.

Although Cakra's chosen girl is indeed beautiful like a Barbie doll, quite far lost to her daughter, but for her still the girl is not worth the chakra.

Now the woman's eyeballs turned, trying to stare at the besan of Gunawan, initially Mell's expression was ordinary, where can he hear the sound of rumors tightening about the name of his ex-husband and his late stepson Hesty.

"She looks like a Dewantara princess"

"Are they not similar?"

"I think it might just be a coincidence"

"Is there no Doppelganger? 7 World-like faces?"

Rumors are not good to be heard everywhere, the furore happens to the socialites"

Mell stared at Gunawan's face, ignoring the whispers from the left and right sides, initially ordinary until finally Mell's eyeballs rounded and the woman choked.