Night Destiny
The destruction of Salwa

"Salwa, watch your words. The one you despise is my son!."

Deg

Salwa froze, she turned to her mother who had just arrived.

"What do you mean Mama. He's Mama's son? I'm not just Mama's son. How could she be Mama's son?."

"D-he, Mama's daughter who's been missing since infancy!."

Salwa froze again, she smiled. "So my beloved's wife is my own sister. What kind of fate is this?."

Salwa was unable to contain her tears. He started to sob. Why is destiny so painful like this. He looked at Salsa with a pus, "You? The one who took Azka from me. You also took away all my happiness. And now, you're also going to snatch my parents? Hahahah, great no. You destroyed my life as ruined as it was!" said Salwa

Salsa herself did not know what to do. As a fellow woman he was eager to see his sister hurt. But he also could not resist fate. Azka - did not want to go back to Salwa. The 26-year-old turned to look at her birth mother. Is she really her birth mother? It still seems hard to believe everything. This was his first meeting with the woman. The woman who gave birth to her, the woman who was called the mother. People who really wanted Salsa to meet all this time. But it feels heavy even if only to step foot on the woman. Anya herself was only able to stare at her biological daughter with a feeling of longing. She hugged Salsa. But it seems Salsa has not been able to accept it, and she is aware of it.

"Sal, let's go home. Mama asked to forget Azka, yeah. He's been happy with your brother!."

Salwa shook her head, her tears still coming down from her cheeks. "I can't. I just want Azka. Mama's been loving, Mama hasn't loved me since she came back. Mama has changed. Even Mama asked me to give up for her sake. Shouldn't it be, an older brother who has to give in to his younger brother. Why should I give up?!."

"That's because I love Salsa. We couldn't have split up just because of you, Sal. Please understand. We can't be together anymore!" said Azka

"I'm sorry, Sal. Sorry I hurt you. But I can't do anything either. My marriage to Azka was originally due to a mistake. But marriage is not a game that can be started and ended just like that. And we decided to stay together!."

Salwa smiled bitterly, "That's because you're greedy, Salsa. Obviously you don't want to let go of Azka. He's handsome, well-established and rich. You can't possibly let go of the gold mine that you've earned so hard, can you?."

"Salwa, why are you talking to your sister that way. Take care of your manners, Mama never taught you to talk rudely to older people!."

Salwa glanced at her Mama, "The evil Mama. My mother no longer thought about my feelings. Salsa, Salsa and Salsa. Everyone else embraced Salsa without seeing the destruction of my heart. You're all bad!."

"God!!."

Anya called her daughter who just came out. As a mother, she understood how Salwa felt. But he can't force feelings.

"Ashka ... Can auntie talk to your wife for a minute?."

Salsa looked at Azka, as if asking what she should do. Azka nodded, he let his wife talk to Anya. The most Salsa people will have a presence for a long time.

"But, shouldn't aunt go after Salwa first? He looks fucked up!" said Salsa.

Anya shook her head and smiled wryly, she wanted to be called a mother, not a aunt let alone by her own biological child, "She just needs time to accept this reality!."

"So, what can I do with you? Just for a second."

Azka looked at Salsa then nodded.

Now they sit on the living room couch. Both of them seemed silent without a sound. With mixed feelings, Salsa glanced at her biological mother. The middle-aged woman looked still fresh and beautiful. After Salsa observed, her face was indeed quite similar to her.

"I'm sorry, Mama!."

Deg

"I'm sorry the new mom found you. Forgive Mama who has not been in your life for so long. Forgive me for your helplessness, I'm sorry for everything. Sorry ...!," Anya was stunned. Salsa herself could not bear to see her mother who cried sobbing. But his footsteps were so heavy, though,

"W-You must have a hard time forgiving us, right? Mama knows, our mistake with you was huge. Even just looking for you, we can't!."

Salsa recalls her life in an orphanage. Since childhood he was sickly that's why no one would adopt him. Mary took care of him like her own son. Although the love of the woman should be divided for other children. Even when no donors visited them, Salsa had to give in to her younger siblings. Lack of food, pocket money, it is commonplace that Salsa natural. He even works part-time to help finance the home. Until the savings he had enough to make handcraft, and Salsa income began to stabilize afterwards. He thought his parents were gone. For a dozen years, he hoped that someone would come to take him home. But all is just hope. Until he grew up, no one was looking for him. But apparently, he has a family. Even his family lived very comfortably. Can he be angry at fate?

"Please say something, son. Mama wants to know how you feel."

Salsa rubbed the corner of her eyes, "I don't even know how I feel right now. I was confused, worried, sad and disappointed. I might be able to forgive everything. But to forget it, I can't. Sorry, I'm just a human being. I also have a fragile side and a wound. I hope aunt understands!."

Anya again shed tears, but she did not want to look weak in front of her biological daughter. As much as possible Anya held all the turmoil in her heart. He would not give up until Salsa accepted him.

"Mom understand, Mama will not force you to accept Mama now. But ... Mama can hold you just once!."

Salsa was silent, she also wanted to. Looking at her mother's parched face, Salsa finally nodded.

"Thank you, son. Thank you for letting my mom hug you. Happy mom can hug you. My mother always looked forward to these moments coming. Mama's happy!."

Salsa was moved, she also shed tears. There was a warm feeling that spread throughout his heart. The feeling he wanted all along. A mother's embrace.

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"Why is my destiny so sad, O God. Can't I be happy. Why did he come and take it all. I hate him, I hate you, Salsa. I'm gonna take it all back. I'll take it from you!!."

Salwa drove her car to Danar's office. Because only his father always calms him when he is angry. Only Dana will defend him. If his mother does not support him, Salwa will ask for his Papa's support. As a favorite child, Salwa is convinced Danar will side with her.

Salwa went straight into her father's office. Many employees greeted him, but Salwa ignored him. He entered the elevator and went up to the 5th floor.

Ting

Salwa immediately walked towards the room Dnaar was in,

"Why is there, Mrs Ratih?" asked Salwa at her Papa's secretary.

"She, Ma'am. But he still has guests. Can I make you a drink while I wait?."

"Dumb. Ask for a cold drink, Ma'am!."

"Yes Ma'am!."

After Danar's secretary left, Salwa walked towards the door. Usually he would peek in the glass slit. But the door was not closed tightly.

Who the hell, Papa's guest.

"I agree with your idea. I'm sure Salwa will be happy. I always loved her even though she wasn't my daughter!."

Deg