From: Sacrifice Of Ilyas
Chapter 57.5 (Season 2): Finally I found you (Love Story)

*Love*

Mom's story when I was a kid ended there when Indah and Ilyas finally split up. A few years have passed, my name is Love. I'm 14 years old.I've just been in 2nd grade High School.

The only thing I realized recently was that when I was sitting in Junior High, I realized that the story told by my mother at that time was her story when she was young. And the one named Beautiful in that story is my mother. I don't blame my mother even though my father isn't clear who ?.

I have been lying for a few years that my father is dead. And it turns out, my father was a depraved man. And my father didn't know who because of the incident. I don't want to see my mother grieving over the past so I never bring it up again.

In the 2nd grade of this High School, I went to Makassar City to live with my Grandma and Grandpa. Because I have to continue my schooling there. My mother will follow when she gets more funds to go there.

For a while, he said enough I used to go to Makassar. So that I can take care of and help Grandma and Grandpa. I am so happy that I finally went to Makassar. Not because I want to meet Grandma and Grandpa. But, I would love to meet that guy named Ilyas.

How does it look now ?.

Did he become a teacher ?.

And the thing that made me even more curious was the continuation of the story.

What happened when my mom left that school ?.

L'm.... Really Curious....

Arriving in Makassar, it turns out the city is so vast. Unlike in a village full of fresh air and leaves. It's so noisy in the vehicle and so hot. I walked over and accidentally I passed the National Elite school.

“waahh so this is where Mom and Ilyas school used to be, so broad and crowded” I said not to see the school.

All of a sudden, the Daytime clock bell rang and made me very surprised. Some students were seen leaving the school. But suddenly, one of the people I didn't know approached me in that Elite School uniform.

“Cewee…. Why come here alone ?” said one of the disciples who teased me.

“aahh I just happened to pass by kok” reply I tried to avoid them.

“heee... why hurry, we play together first yuk ?” said one of those who started holding me.

The men started to surround me and my mother once taught me. At a time like this no matter who, I had to hold tightly onto my bag and punch it into their faces.

“you Elite Disciples. How does his attitude look like this?” I said taunt them.

“you don't know who I am ?. HAAHH !!?. I marked your face and you will not calm down here single !!!” he snapped and tried to slap me.

I covered myself with a bag but suddenly nothing happened because, Someone caught his hand.

“How dare you be a Senior girl ?. You guys are that sissy ?” said the man who helped me

“You.. Raka from class 2 E !!!?” shouted one of the people who was bothering me.

“Pak Indra once told me, protect the weak in your own way. Because a man who can't protect anyone is better off changing his gender. This time I will practice, if you do not go I will beat you without the knowledge of Mr. Indra” reply Raka threatened.

The students looked terrified and ran away from us. The student named Raka approached me and put his hand on me

“you're okay ?” askinya.

My mother said, don't trust men. Therefore, I clasped my bag firmly again.

“Ahh... don't be afraid, I'm bu... not a bad person you” kat Raka defend herself.

“Prove you are not a bad person !!!” I snapped at him while taking a position that almost brandished my bag.

“aa... i... i...” said Raka who looked nervous.

Sure enough, mom also once said that if she looks nervous answering means she's a bad person.

“so you're a bad guy too yaa ?” I was lifting the bag.

“A…. I DRINK MILK EVERY MORNING !!!!. THAT IS PROOF I AM NOT A BAD PERSON!!!” shouted the frightened Raka.

But suddenly someone wearing a brown PNS shirt near the fence laughed out loud. Raka looks embarrassed when she sees the person who turns out to be the teacher at the school.

“Pak Guru !!!!. You should have helped me out there...” Said Raka who held in shame.

“Sorry-sorry. You are like the drama you were. But, you make it look funny when you say..... Drink Milk in the morning, Bwahahahahaaaaa !!!” the teacher laughed at his students.

At first I thought it was just my feelings. I just thought he looked like him. He finally opened his glasses and wiped his tears. I remembered the picture and called her name.

“Il.yas.. Ilyas right ?” ask her.

And the two were surprised.

“Pak Indra, do you know him ?. he knows your true identity” said Raka commemorating Ilyas.

He stood up and walked up to me with a threatening look as he put his glasses in his pocket.

“you know me?. How do you know my real identity ?” ask Ilyas.

Not intentionally, I shed tears. The person who had been Loved by Mother, the person who had been told by Mother, now I met her directly.

“Hiks... I finally met you.. Uncle Ilyas.. hiks...” My tears while wiping away my tears.

“i don't care. There's not much drama in front of me saying my name is Ilyas. Say, Are you an Enemy or a Friend ?” uncle Ilyas asked me with a furious face.

I wiped my tears and was too nervous and frightened because of her gaze. Uncle Ilyas tried to hold me and I started talking before this misunderstanding continued.

"I AM THE DAUGHTER OF THE BEAUTIFUL PERTIWIII !!!!" It was my snapping that made Ilyas' hand stop before it touched me.

“My name Love Indah Pertiwi, I am 14 years old, I am the only daughter of the middle-aged woman you know, Indah Pertiwi. Hello to hiks... I always wanted to meet Uncle” I said introduce myself.

When he introduced himself, Uncle Ilyas immediately hugged me

“Just the aura should be the same.., her last name is the same. Princess of Indah” said Uncle Ilyas who hugged me.

After hugging me, unable to bear this overflowing feeling I hugged Uncle Ilyas while crying.

At last.... I met him....

All this time.... I want to meet him...

Strongest man of his time....

The Prey Eagle of One Eagle... Ilyas Indra Purnama's...

Mother's First Love....

He offered me to go home with him to Grandpa and Grandma's house. And I, following him while on the bonceng with his old motorbike.

When they reached Grandma and Grandpa's house, they were both very surprised to see Uncle Ilyas coming with me.

“ka.. you...” said Grandpa nervously.

Uncle looked timid and said to them.

“long time no see, Uncle.. Aunt Reply Uncle Ilyas.

Grandpa and Grandma let him in and they talked for so long. After they spoke, I asked Grandma and Grandpa for permission.

“Grandma... Grandpa.. can leave us both first?. I want to talk to Uncle” to ask Grandma and Grandpa.

“aahhh it's okay baby, talk. There must be a lot you want to ask him” said Grandpa.

“yaa, we went to the family room first waiting for you” reply Grandma and leave us both.

Our condition was so awkward because it was the first time we met. But, this is my chance. I'll ask Uncle Ilyas everything, what's been keeping me curious for the past few years. Until Finally, it was Uncle Ilyas who spoke earlier.

“what about your mother's condition ?. Is she okay ?” ask Uncle Ilyas.

“yaa. In Tomohon, many people care about him. Mom works as a Gold seller, she sells gold People in Pasar” I explained to Uncle.

“what have you guys been okay all this time ?” ask Uncle Ilyas who seems worried.

looking at Uncle's facial expression, it made me smile and explained it kindly.

“ibu loves me so much. He took care of me as a great single parent. He gave me the name Love so that I would be filled with feelings of Love and compassion by those closest to me. To this day, he struggles to support me and still protect me from afar” I replied to Uncle Ilyas.

Uncle wiped his tears using an old, hairy handkerchief that he tied to his arm while cleaning the lens from his glasses.

“Ahh... Your mother is like that. When she loves and loves someone, your mother will not let go easily. Your mother was so great that she could even sacrifice everything for the sake of her loved ones” said Uncle Ilyas while wiping away her tears.

“I pray for you both, may you be protected and loved by God. In order for happiness to fill your days” continued Uncle Ilyas and rubbed my head.

After saying that, I showed him a photo of his youth while wearing the One Eagle Uniform.

“My mom left this to me. Because I love your stories. There is no day without me asking about your story as One Eagle. How are you guys doing now ?” ask Uncle Ilyas.

“Hohoo... surely your mother told you a lot about us huh?” ask Uncle Ilyas.

The uncle who said that made me curious and stood up from the sofa.

“tell Uncle, how are you guys doing?” manya curious.

“hmmm. You know who he is ?” ask my uncle.

And I explained what I knew to her.

“whose name is Rika, she is Rival's mother and the great Silat Woman of her time. And this is Khaled, the nickname of Database-Sama. He is a slightly nosy Hacker. And this is Nuge, Uncle's rival in any case. This is Natasya, the noble's son who came before leaving. This one is Melly, mom's best friend during school, and this is Uncle Ilyas right ?” I told Uncle Ilyas.

“you know it well. Your aunt Rika is now married to a doctor who has been taking care of her all this time when she was sick. She's a housewife now” said Uncle Ilyas pointing to Rika's photo.

“if Uncle is not with Rika, so whose Uncle is with ?” I asked him who kept him quiet.

At that time Uncle Ilyas's face turned moody made me realize, instead of me exaggerating?. Why am I even questioning such a secret thing.

“long story Nak Love. For now, Uncle is still alone. There is still a lot of work that Uncle has to do until there is no chance to think there” explained Uncle to me.

Hearing that from Uncle, it seems like this will be an opportunity for me to say it.

“How about Uncle going back to mom only?. all this time mom also lives alone. She's not married to anyone. She's still alone taking care of me” I said persuading her.

Uncle Ilyas held my hand and said to me.

“I'm sorry Love” reply Uncle to me.

Seeing the expression on Uncle's face and the trembling hands holding me, I noticed. Looks like, bad things happened to Uncle after Mom left him.

“no Uncle.. I apologize for forcing Uncle” to reply I regret.

He stroked my head and continued to explain their situation.

“we continue yaa ?. Your uncle Khaled, he is with God now far above heaven” said Uncle who surprised me.

“what happened to Databas... I mean Uncle Khaled?” manya curious.

He laughed a little at me hearing my innocence.

“later Uncle tell me. Your uncle Nuge is now a successful man and has his own workshop. He can even make his own car” said Uncle while showing a photo of his Workshop via phone.

“Wooaaahh. Surely he was so great that he made his own car” said I was very excited to see a photo of Uncle Nuge who is now a moustache.

“Hahaha sometime I will take you there. Now it's Melly's turn, she's now the principal of the school where I teach now. And Natasya, now he inherited his father's business Puang Onding” said Uncle then pointed to him.

“dan i... Ilyas. Now I become a Teacher, and return to Class E so that they do not become like us who cannot rely on anyone” continued Uncle Ilyas introduced his friends who are now.

I'm so happy and excited to see how they are now. Although without Uncle Khaled, but they're all successful. Especially Uncle Ilyas who managed to fulfill his promise with mother.

“Mom would have been happy to know Uncle who is now a teacher. It turned out to be suitable.., very compatible Uncle became a Guru” I said in support of Uncle.

“thank you. So, what do you want to ask Uncle again ?” ask Uncle Ilyas.

I hit the table and turned my face to her.

“Uncle !!!. Tell me, what happened after mom left ?” ask my uncle.

And Uncle Ilyas' expression was extremely shocked. He tried to calm me down and I sat back on the sofa.

“are you sure?. The story will be very painful, dark, dark, and very long. Is it okay ?. This will not be enough a day you” said Uncle Ilyas approached me.

“nothing. Anyway, I'm very curious. What happened to you all after Mother left, I will write through a book. Because one day, I will become a famous Writer with my great works” I said assured him.

Uncle patted the sofa nearby and I sat down beside him.

“All right I will tell you. But we just slow down?. so you can enjoy the story” said Uncle to me.

“Iya uncle, so can't wait” reply me spirit.

“after your mother left, everything did not become okay. Uncle opened his eyes directly facing a very bitter reality. But before I tell you that, I'll tell you when Uncle goes back to class when your mother just left me” said Uncle then told the story. But I stopped him for a moment.

“don't tell me so Uncle, I want Uncle to tell it like mom. Tell Uncle's experience like a Fairy Tale or Novel” I said reprimanding him.

“you really look like your mother yaa ?. well I will tell you as I wish My beloved nephew” Reply Uncle then start telling stories again.

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