
Sarah sat down with a restless look as she waited for Raka to pick her up from the hotel room, the suite room overlooking the cityscape was specially provided by Raka to be where they both stayed after the banquet party which took place in the 26th floor ballroom, the top floor of the hotel.
"I don't want my wife to be too tired, so after the event we both immediately rest in the hotel."Raka's Reason to Sarah
Sarah agreed with her husband, she thought it was a good idea. He can rest when the show is over.
The event all afternoon until this afternoon was quite tiring for women who were pregnant this big.
Tonight he has to welcome guests back, of course this is quite draining.
Suddenly the sadness flashed, as he felt a piece of kara. Initially at the Tingkeban event, he said a miracle happened, his mother and father came to perform the ritual with him. But dreams are just dreams. He could only swallow bitterly, when he realized nothing had changed.
Sarah can not expect much, she is now a child who was thrown away for having dared to choose her own path. He just wants to be happy but pays for it. His family may not consider him anyone else.
Dielusnya perutnya yang sudah membesar itu, dua bulir bening jatuh di sudut matanya.
He may not be considered anymore, but there is someone who is now in his womb, as if to strengthen himself to remain firmly in his way.
Sarah was never alone again, there was someone who now accompanied her anywhere.
The room door suddenly opened from the outside, Raka had been standing with the cardlock still in her hands.
He had gone to the ballroom to greet the guests, while Sarah was still getting ready.
"Darling..." His face seemed a little tense and strange, looking at Sarah who immediately stood up from her seat.
"Are you ready?" Ask in a voice that seems doubtful.
"Yes, I'm ready..." Sarah shows her look, wrapped in a dress see-through sleeve patterned flowers, the outside is thin lace while the inside is soft satin material pastel color in line with the color of Raka clothes.
"Someone wants to meet..." Raka did not move from the door, looking at Sarah worriedly.
Sarah frowned curiously, her behavior a little different.
"Who?" sarah asked, her eyebrows now raised looking at the serious-looking Raka.
Raka stepped slowly as a man she knew very well appeared behind Raka.
Sarah's mouth opened, with an incredulous look at who Raka was carrying.
"Papa.." his lips trembled calling out to the person who seemed to be flattering a thin smile at him.
"Sarah.sorry, papa's late..."Say it with a bigger smile.
Sarah stared with her round eyes shining, making sure she wasn't dreaming.
"Papa should have come early, but Papa just arrived an hour ago from Jakarta, his plane was delayed..."
Not yet had the sentence finished, Sarah scattering towards her papa, her tears can no longer be dammed.
"Papa, forgive Sarah..." With a sob that was held back by the taste of haru, he hugged his papa.
"Sarah, you're sorry, son." Papa's voice sounded hoarse, hugging Sarah tightly.
Sarah didn't know what to say when she cried, as if she was receiving a miracle when she saw her father appear before her.
Raka inched slowly from where she stood, exiting the room, giving space and opportunity for the two to speak.
He really doesn't know what moved Papa Sarah so suddenly, but he hopes it's not just a drama.
"Father, thank you for coming..." Sarah let go of her embrace, from the first only this figure who always understood her enough even though she knew, papa could never do much in front of her mother.
Yeah, because this is his real father's sister.
His own father after the death of Sarah's biological mother when giving birth to Sarah, just handed it to his father and disappeared somewhere. When Sarah was 7 years old, still had time to hear, the father went abroad and lived with a Caucasian woman in Canada.
But after that, he never heard from his father again, but one thing he knew, the father hated him so much and thought Sarah was the one who made his mother die.
The sadness always haunts Sarah as she grows up, but mbok Yem, the maid in their house who raised her from a baby always teaches her not to hold grudges and heartache, because his father may not be able to accept the truth properly. One day he will understand by himself, God is the one who holds the line of human destiny. There can never be long-lasting hatred when faced with love.
Sarah just needs to love her father in a state of acceptance or not, then one day her love will move the heart of the Father, and God is working to restore everything, that's what Mbok Yem has always said, as a force for Sarah to be at peace with reality.
Dad is still a father, no one can decide the relationship of blood between parents and their children even if for any reason.
"Papa should have come. Isn't there a granddaughter waiting for you?" the man he always called papa slightly lowered his head, revealing his partially silver hair.
His eyes twinkled towards Sarah's stomach, and pointed at her with a proud attitude.
"Congratulations, son.have long since you wanted to say it, it's just that papa hasn't had the courage to meet you" Papa's tone sounded heavy.
"Wrong one, pa.should be the child who came to his parents. But Sarah's too scared...."
"It's not your fault, son." Papa holds Sarah's shoulder.
"Your cowardly father can't do much in front of your mama." The heavy voice was like a sigh.
"And again, the pressure of your brother's increasingly incipient attitude. She's too big a head because she's always spoiled by your mama."
"Sarah understands, pa..." Sarah held the arm of her father with a guilty face.
Her father had never been against her, and he understood. One of them besides because the capital of the wealth of the father is an asset of his mother's family, mama always bring it up and papa never want to fuss about it.
"Your mama can't come..." Papa said again.
Sarah nodded her head to tell him she understood.
"But, papa brought someone for you."
Papa smiled widely.
Then with wide strides he turned towards the door like he had accidentally left something.
"Who, pa...?" Sarah really doesn't expect that if papa brings Sally tonight, she's still not strong enough to meet the sister she knows she never wanted to see her happy with that Raka.
When the door opened again and a body stood there with its hands clasped together in front of its chest. I looked at Sarah with a happy look.
Sarah couldn't help but embrace him immediately.
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