ORION
Ade Stalked
At the same time. Ade came to his mother's room, Aria.
“What's up, Ade?”
Aria greeted him gently as she spread out both hands to give Ade a hug. But Ade just went in and closed the door.
Ade remained standing there bowing his head. Ade's mind was a little muddled, many times he thought why his foot stepped in. But he already entered.
“Mother, do you remember what happened to me?” ade asked with a sharp but doubtful look.
Although the past cannot be changed, so can the pain that he cannot forget. Just stepping foot in has shown how brave Ade to face his mother directly.
“That happened to you ..that,” Oozed Aria while biting her finger anxiously.
Dealing with a killer. Mother who had killed her own child even though it was not directly.
“Actually what are you talking about, Ade? We are not always peaceful. Even without your biological father,” said Aria lirih.
“No. Our family is unhappy. And my father Faisal, right?”
“Ah, that's true too.”
“Then, Mom almost killed me. Do you know?”
Hearing Ade's words, Aria was immediately shocked. His hands were trembling, and he could not even look at his son.
“Mom don't remember,” says Aria.
Hearing him made Ade grumble in annoyance. He lowered his head while clenching his hands tightly. He also hates, but he cannot be angry.
“I'm sorry Mom, son. I don't remember it at all. Mother also had time to worry, the past is how until our family is destroyed.”
Aria held back her tears as much as possible. But once he covered his face with his palm, even sobs were unbearable. He was crying so much.
“Indeed Mom was not sane at the time. Sometimes good and sometimes also treat me harshly.” Ade looked at his two trembling palms. And tears fell down hard.
The past is weird. Both suffered until they died. But fate brings the mother and child together once again, as if there are things that must be improved by them in the past.
“Dad, how's it going?” ade asked while getting closer and then shook Aria's body.
“Mom doesn't know. Mother also died at your own father's hands. That's the only thing I remember. But he's not your real father, Ade.”
“Ade knows it too, Mother. Ade's father Faisal is not my father. But Orion, that name is not?”
“Why can you know?” asked Aria surprised.
“I don't know either, Mother. It's just that I saw the memory of that man. The man was watching Mom and Dad go together. So I thought—”
Ade could not continue his words and Aria immediately hugged him tightly. Sobs still rang out between them. The room also gets warm.
“Ade correct. Orion, that's your real father's name. Mother parted with him, and when she just married another man, then Mother has you and has counted 3 months,” said Aria recounted.
“So right. Then where is it now? Where's Dad?” ask Ade enthusiastically.
Ade's been looking for Orion's whereabouts for a long time. Even Orion himself was reluctant to meet him because Orion knew that Ade was the son of Aria with her new husband.
“Mother doesn't know either. The last time we met was like when Mom left her alone,”, Aria said as she let go of her embrace.
“When the mother who is said to be back up. I met a little boy, he looks so much like your father,” Aria added.
Ade kept hearing whatever stories Aria told him. Including a child who is so similar to Orion, and in fact it is Orion. But they don't know this fact.
The two could only resign and hope that Orion would visit them both. Whether Orion knew it or not, they would still wait until at any time.
“Mother said, Mother was killed by Faisal's father. Then do you really not know how it is?” ask Ade.
“No, Ade. I don't remember unless he killed Mom. But it seems to be related to you, huh? Was Mom ever so hard on you? If so then I will change that attitude now,” said Aria.
He then got up from his seat and again said, “No! Even if it is not a rough treatment. From now on I will continue to treat Ade like a mother. And take it easy, I'm sane enough now.”
Maybe because Aria was like meeting Orion again when she met the boy. Aria is back. There was no sign that he was mentally ill.
Ade saw his mother differently than he knew. That makes him very relieved.
“Thank God then, ma'am. I'll go, yes.”
Ade then turned her back after kissing her mother's hand. He smiled then for a moment before leaving.
“Go to school as usual?”
“Oh, I know? I'm sorry Mother. Long time no see, even in a short time. And now Ade has to go to school because he does not want to get involved far with this Organization.”
Ade then nodded his head after his mother and went to school.
For almost 2 months, Ade went to school. And this morning, he took the time and ventured to meet his mother, Aria. Indeed the time is not right, but Ade at that time also coincidentally passed the room Aria.
“Because we don't have a home. So you have to stay here. Although it is free, I still do not feel good to the people here so as much as possible, after school I will work part-time.”
Ade went to school because he was paid by the Arutala Group. On the basis of Arutala's own wishes, as well as the President who intervened indirectly.
He walked on foot to his new school. The carefree step with the face of the sumringah keeps him excited while remembering the happy face of his mother.
Clontang!
Passing the rat road is Ade's habit of avoiding the highway. But there seems to be a voice that bothers Ade. The voice was right behind him.
“Who?!” ade shouted asking while looking back and stopped walking.
There's nobody there. Only empty cans rolled into the corner of the street. Ade thought someone had accidentally kicked the can, but why was there no one there?
Ade wondered in his mind. Who is there and what is doing. But in the end because it was not able to stand, Ade then walked quickly. Soon he had to get to school.
“What strange feeling is this? Looks like I'm being tailed. Butwhy? My gut feeling is also very bad. What if there really is someone following me?”
Ade continued muttering while biting his finger. Feelings of anxiety and fear are mixed up. His heartbeats sounded so loud, that Ade was unaware that he was walking in the wrong direction.
Ade muttered back. This time he kept repeating the word, “How is this? How's this?”