My Son Is My Strength
Marvel Curse

Marvel's view falls on the twilight that adorns the horizon, a very beautiful sight to enjoy, let alone a beachfront like this.

However, Marvel did not enjoy the sight. He just stared at her in silence, waiting for the sun to return to the contest.

Dusk is now turning into night, like Marvel's lost heart of light. Now the stars decorate the cold night, where Marvel stands now.

The people who were on the beach went one by one, leaving Marvel still faithfully standing in its place.

He recalls the first moments he met Arini and Azzam, and that was when he fell in love with Arini.

The moment at once reminds him of the incident six years ago, the fateful incident that befell Arini. He deeply regretted the incident, regretted his actions, regretted the man who could do nothing. So it cannot stop the fateful event from happening. Ah.. everything has already been done, can not be regretted anymore. Free! Just inviting heartache.

Marvel shed tears, unable to stem her heartache and regret. He shouted as loud as possible, hoping that this pain and regret could disappear even a little.

*****

Dian came out of the restaurant, after ordering food that he really wanted to eat since leaving Jakarta. Food that he can only eat when he is young, because the price is very expensive for him first.

This restaurant is near the beach, making it a place of recreation in addition to eating only.

Dian looked for a seat to enjoy his food, and chose a seat that was far enough from the reach of people so that the eating atmosphere would not be disturbed. So that he can enjoy the coolness of the beach night breeze calmly.

"Well, I can finally eat this food back after all this time." Dian muttered, starting to devour her food.

From beside where Dian was sitting, there was a very heart-wrenching sobbing sound.

Dian circulated her gaze, looked for the source of the sobs, and saw a man sitting under the dim lights of this place to eat.

Dian stopped her eating, and then she drank. And approached the man who had disturbed his eating atmosphere.

"Excuse me. Can you not cry anymore? Your sobs are very disturbing my eating atmosphere." Dian said to the man, hoping that the man could stop from crying.

"Halloo.can you stop." Dian moved her hand in front of the face of this lowered man.

And the man just shook his head, still with his sobs.

"Akhhh, my God, only this time I saw men crying like you. Even toothaches don't cry like this." Dian was not finished with this man's attitude, his patience began to thin.

"Are you in a heartache? In a break up girlfriend?" Dian asked later, and got a nod at once galengan from the man. Dian frowned, confused by the answer he gave her.

"Hurt heart?" Dian asked again, repeating his question to confirm the answer from this man, and Dian again got the nod from him.

"A break up boyfriend?"

"No, I'm not in a broken up girlfriend." Now the man raised his face looking up at Dian.

"Eh...-you! You're the guy I met at Arini's house?" Dian pointed to the man who turned out to be Marvel.

Marvel frowned, rubbing her eyes, "Ah it was you, the woman who thought I was Arini's husband right?" Marvel asked to point at Dian.

"Yes." Yeah." Dian nodded, then sat down next to Marvel who looked very messed up. The smell of the drink was all around him.

Marvel ignored Dian's words, he rubbed his eyes, stopped crying, then looked down again.

"You know, I'm hurting." Marvel suddenly wanted to tell Dian.

"Yes, I know. I asked about it." Answer Dian.

"Do you know--" said Dian, cut off.

"No." Answer Marvel briefly, cutting out Dian's remarks.

"Hm." Dian exhaled a rough breath and chose silence instead.

"I used to make a terrible mistake...." Marvel said, long silent.

"I'm making a girl have nightmares in her life." Dian was silent, started to listen to the serious story from Marvel, I don't know why he behaved like that.

"But I don't actually want to do that. I was trapped by my own uncle. He told me to monitor my cousin's movements. And that's when I told my uncle that my cousin was with a girl in one of his apartments."

"And it was not expected that my uncle would use that to frame my cousin and the girl, the girl who knew nothing, would have to go through that fateful incident."

"Why do you obey your uncle? And why did your uncle do such a heinous thing? Did he not think about the fate of the girl later? He might kill himself, or even get scorn from people. Did your uncle not think about it?" Dian asked in a row, he was consumed by emotions by the Marvel story because of pity on the girl who did not know anything about it.

"Because she was the one who had raised me all along, my parents had died in a car accident when I was a child. That's why I always obey his orders, but I don't know if it's going to have a bad effect on anyone else." Marvel replied in a sad tone of speech, making Dian full of listening.

"He did all that because he wanted to make me the heir of my very wealthy family, and with that he would benefit as well. But, I had never thought of becoming an heir in that family, the slightest bit was never thought of.

"Then did my uncle think about the fate of the girl? The answer is of course not, if he thought about it of course he would not carry out his plan." Marvel answered Dian's questions one by one, then he fell silent.

"Then, now what's going on?" Dian asked curiously, as Marvel had yet to continue the story.

"Now I am a scapegoat, who bears all the rotten plans of my uncle." Marvel continues the story.

"Surely you ask how to ‘kan?" Marvel asked and Dian nodded.

"He told the waiter who delivered the food in my cousin's apartment to admit that what trapped him was me, by mixing stimulants into his meal."

"Then your cousin just believed it?!" Guess Dian.

"Yes, he believed everything the servant said. And because his father also gave me the right to inherit, if his son played with women. All the evidence points to him, I can't do anything about it."

"If I try to explain the truth, what about my uncle? Now I don't know where he is?"

Dian was silent digesting all the Marvel stories, it felt like he had heard a similar story like this. But who ever told him.

*****

Seriate...