Fake Love's
Get Out of the Wijaya Family Residence

Sandra was forced to pass the emergency stairs. Just a few steps he went down, the lights on it were off.

Sandra screamed as darkness filled the room.

"Sir..please! Master where is it?" Sandra shouted while calling Galen. The girl was crying hysterically while crouching and hugging both legs which she bent. Sandra was afraid of the dark.

This time it wasn't Galen who turned the lights off. Galen approached Sandra who called her name earlier He had to find a flashlight that was usually attached near the emergency stairs.

"Mama please, Sandra's scared!" sandra's voice sounded sad while sobbing.

Galen felt guilty seeing Sandra who was so scared, the girl seemed to have a trauma of darkness. He crouched down and held Sandra's shoulder.

"Wake up, don't cry! I'm here!" Sandra looked up at Galen with a sob.

"Master!" Sandra hugged Galen when she saw him.

"I think Mr. Galen is dead! I'm afraid of the dark." Sandra hugged Galen even tighter.

Galen wants to rebel when her body is in Sandra's arms. But when she felt Sandra's body tremble in fear, Galen let it go. Galen's hand was stretched out to gently pat Sandra's shoulder to calm her down.

"The light's on, we're back in the room!" bring Galen. He stretched Sandra's arms from her body.

Sandra felt awkward hugging Galen. "Sorry, Master!" sandra said, looking down.

"Hm." Galen went back up the stairs, followed by Sandra.

The two of them returned to the treatment room via the elevator.

Along the way to the room, Sandra felt something different in her. There was a comfortable feeling with Galen. The hug he felt made his heart calm. This feeling he had never felt before.

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"Don't let him go back to this house, give him strict guard so he can't get into this house again!" Mr. Wijaya's voice sounded creepy as Mrs Mariska dragged her suitcase out of the Wijaya family residence. Then he entered his house, leaving Madam Wijaya and Kartika in front of the house.

Mr. Wijaya better avoid than to repeat the violence to Mariska in front of his daughter. He clenched his hands holding back emotions. I want to finish off the woman who is still his wife status. After knowing all his past actions. If only he had known before. He didn't want to feel responsible for the stupidity that he had slept with her in the past.

"Mas ..., Mas Wijaya wait! I'm sorry, mas," call Mrs Mariska lirih. He did not move from the house that had been in his place. Mr. Wijaya did not care at all about his call and plea. His views turned to his daughter, Kartika.

"We're in, kid! let your mother go!" Mr. Wijaya patted his daughter's shoulder gently.

"Darling.., help Mama! please persuade your father to forgive Mama." ask Mrs Mariska.

Kartika shook her head with her sad face. His heart was broken after knowing the past deeds of his mother to this day, he did not think that Mama who had been very dear to him could do such a cruel act. Kartika is ashamed to be her daughter.

"Mah, sorry! Kartika can't defend Mama this time. Mama should be grateful that Papa did not send Mama to the police, because of Mama's actions. Kartika disappointed with Mama," said Kartika with tears.

After expressing disappointment to my mother. Kartika turned her body to leave Madam Wijaya. But his steps were held back one heard the swearing from the mouth of the mother.

"Basan son does not know himself, I am the one who gave birth to you, where your buds return to Mama!" Mistress Mariska swore angrily at her daughter.

"Surge you!" it was on several guards who were ordered to bring Mrs Mariska out of the Wijaya family residence.

Madam Mariska walked away from that magnificent house. The woman did not stop complaining of annoyance to her husband and daughter.

Kartika cried bitterly to hear the swearing of Madam Mariska for her.

Still with tears in her eyes, the girl stood leaning behind the tightly shut door.

"Already, Non. Don't cry anymore! Non Kartika just pray, hopefully Non mama can change his attitude and behavior," persuaded Mbok Yem with a touch stroking Kartika's shoulder plan.

"I didn't think Mama was that bad!" Kartika was still crying.

Mbok Yem lovingly calms Kartika, the beautiful girl he nurtured from childhood to adulthood to grow into a beautiful and kind girl because of her upbringing. He let Kartika spill the grief in his wound.

From the baby, Kartika is more foster by Mbok Yem. After becoming the only Madam in the Wijaya family, the thing she often does is just have fun and spend money.

After feeling pretty calm. Mbok Yem invites Kartika to rest because it is already night time.

"Rest first, yes, Non! God willing everything will be fine, Mbok Yem wishes Non Kartika all the best!" Mbok Yem let go slowly of his embrace.

"thank you. If Mama had a heart as good and soft as Mbok!" Kartika again hugged the middle-aged woman's body.

"Mbok already consider Non like his own child, loh. Don't be sad anymore, yeah!" The subtle touch of Mbok Yem's hand made Kartika calm. He was in between Mbok Yem to rest.

The atmosphere outside was safe and calm. It indicates that Mrs Wijaya has gone from the luxurious residence of the Wijaya family.

In the workspace of Mr. Wijaya.

"Block all debit cards he has. Take care of my divorce with her. If he asks for an appeal, give him a choice. Choosing to languish in prison and the company that is on the Bara run is taken over the Aksara group or immediately signed a divorce without appeal" said Mr. Wijaya firmly full of anger.

"One more, get a private plane tomorrow afternoon. We're going back to Singapore with Aline" he told Tomy.

"Every Boss."

After hanging up the phone. Mr. Wijaya looked at the photo in a large figura that was still neatly installed for thirty years.

The room is always kept clean. No one can be allowed by Mr. Wijaya other than himself to enter the room except Mbok Yem. The only household assistant to his trust Mr. Wijaya.

All the memories of Mrs Indira are kept neat until now. Mr. Wijaya approached the photo and stroked it slowly.

"Ra, today it feels a sense of relief. Excuse me... Forgive me for being this stupid, I'm stupid for putting the man who destroyed our home into our palace, Ra." Mr. Wijaya spoke while looking at the photo of Indira who looks beautiful in the figura.

"Here, you can calm down, Ra. I promise to make our son happy. Hopefully what I did this time, can make up for my guilt all this time, Ra. Ii'm Sorry. You will always be the woman who fills this heart, forever. The man who was always arrogant and dashing, looked fragile. Her tears kept wetting her cheeks.

After he broke his grief without anyone knowing. Mr. Wijaya sat on the sofa and leaned his head to make it more comfortable to close his eyes with one hand covering him.

As he closed his eyes, Mr. Wijaya woke up from his position in shock at the shadowy figure in his mind.

"Why is he in my mind?" Mr. Wijaya was pensive with the figure of a woman who smiled sweetly towards him.

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Who awaits the presence of Aline patiently yes.

after this chapter, Author will write Aline's story again...

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