HELLO, OM ...!
CONTRITION

'The rice has become a porridge.'

Perhaps this proverb is the most appropriate in describing the situation that Biyan is facing at this time.

For God's sake, Biyan could not imagine how she could be in such a strange situation where a word of anything came out of her mouth as if nothing meant anything.

As a result, Biyan chose to keep his mouth shut in order to maintain the emotional stability of everyone so that the situation remains conducive.

It's nothing, because according to Biyan's calculations, if he continues to try to defend himself then a man named Haris who is none other than a prospective husband Ayu will certainly be more emotionally ignited even can come back punching him as he has done the young man was about to creep into Biyan's room.

At this time Biyan chose to give up, not at all because Biyan was afraid to face a man named Haris, but because Biyan thought about Ayu's condition that was shaken so that she barely stopped crying since then, also the condition of Ayu's father who still looks shocked.

After the commotion that occurred once Ayu was caught wet in Biyan's room, in the end Biyan had to be willing to be led out of the hotel without the slightest resistance.

Finally, by riding a car that is often referred to as the car of a million people, Biyan can only resign when he was sitting in the back seat, crammed with two other men on the right left, and then left, making a glimpse of Biyan's condition is no different than a prisoner!

Haris is seen driving a car with an unknown man sitting next to her, while Ayu and her father sit in the middle row.

Then along the journey that revolves around approximately forty-five minutes, the atmosphere in the car is mostly filled with silence, but the atmosphere is mostly filled with silence, before finally the car they were riding stopped right in a house that currently looks stretchy, but a canopy tent whose size is not too large has been held right on the page.

The calm atmosphere typical of the village was immediately greeted, so they all went down together from the car, to enter a simple type of house painted light green.

At first glance Biyan can conclude that it should be in a simple house that may want to be held a small celebration, before it is finally canceled to be carried out for one reason or another.

Is the celebration an impromptu wedding procession as Ayu told ...?

I don't know ... But it seems like it is, and Biyan's confidence becomes stronger, while her tail has caught several pairs of curious eyes belonging to neighbors who secretly peek out from behind the window curtain of their respective homes, it was as if he was talking about what was going to happen next.

On the left and right, Ayu and Haris are seen leading the weak body of the father who stepped slowly into the house, while Biyan follows from behind, again still flanked by three unknown men, who are still flanked by three unidentified men, it was as if they were deliberately doing all of that out of fear that Biyan would run away.

The sobbing sound of bated sobs rang out softly from inside the house, which turned out to be from a middle-aged woman who was crying sobbing on a long sofa.

The middle-aged woman continued to be placated by several other middle-aged women, while in the other corner an old man was sitting languidly in a wheelchair, right next to a black man.

Biyan does not know who they are, but Biyan feels that the woman who is crying seems to be Ayu's mother.

It turns out that Biyan's guess did not miss at all while the next second Ayu was seen squandering and squirming right under the mother's feet while sobbing.

"Mom, sorry Ayu, Ma'am ... Ayu is wrong, but Ayu can explain everything. For God's sake, Ma'am ... It's not like what Mom had in mind ... I swear to you ..."

Back a speck of regret perched in Biyan's heart just like that without being able to be prevented.

Regret that persisted about his decision that was so rash when he was determined to bring Ayu into his room.

'What should I do, Lord ...?'

'I have tarnished the good name of an innocent girl, as well as her family. Then what do I have to do to make amends for all my mistakes ...?'

Biyan bathed in the gamang, amidst the gripping atmosphere that was surrounding him with a gaze full of judgment, as if Biyan had committed the most heinous act on the face of this earth.

Biyan's mind was getting deadlocked, so all he thought about was that he could do anything, to make up for his mistakes.

Well, thankfully if you can restore the good name of Ayu and her parents who are smeared, as well as the good name of the family of two parties.

Today Biyan even willingly if he had to swear under the scriptures to be able to defend the truth, but on the other hand Biyan also realized that in this situation ... Who will believe him ...?

If also everything that happened could be redeemed for money ... Then whatever the amount will be Biyan willing.

"Let's end all this ..."

A cold, flat sentence that spoke sharply had distracted everyone in the not-so-spacious living room, where Haris was now standing right in the middle.

"Dad, Mother, Om Arif, Aunt Arum, and ... Owen ..."

Said Haris while taking his breath for a moment. His pair of eyes had been staring one by one at the tense faces of everyone who were now all focused on him.

"I'm sorry for being so sorry, I have to say all this ..."

Hiss Haris Lirih, then in the next second Haris turned to face Biyan with his index finger raised.

"Biyan Erlangga ...!!! You have tarnished the good name of my family as well as the good name of the family Ayu ...!!! You must take responsibility ...!!!"

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