Planted Like a Queen Dropped Like Dust
Part *43

There, he met Sisil. The woman was on the porch of the house. It seems like he wants to get out.

"You? Looks like ... diligently you came here well. Keep trying ... abstain from retreating," said Damar in a derogatory tone.

Sisil put on an annoyed face. He and Damar never got along. Because Damar, never agreed that Sisil became part of his family omnya.

"You yeah .. Never get tired of disturbing my life. Don't you have another job, young master Damar?"

"Oh, wait! I forgot to say that I didn't come here. But, I've been living here now."

"Huh? You already live here? That's right, mbak Sisil aka a broken comb. You live here as anything by the way. As a maid."

"The room! Keep talking to you. Don't talk like that. I don't live here because I want to. But, because om and aunty are asking. It was also because of Dion. She's the one who ruined my honor as a woman."

Hearing the words Sisil said just now. Damar laughed immediately. It made Sisil even more upset, also feeling very irritated and curious about Damar.

"Dion ruined you, Comb broken? Ah, that's really you, sir. I can't believe that Dion would do that. Since Dion already has a wife, how could he possibly be interested in you who obviously can't compare to his beautiful wife either."

"Enough, Damar! Don't compare me to that woman. We are obviously incomparable."

"Yes, you're right. You guys are not comparable. She's beautiful, you broken comb. And, his behavior is clearly different from those of you who are truly morally unscrupulous and shameless. For the sake of men, you can sell your pride as a woman. There is no shame."

"You ... Damar! You'll know what the consequences will be. Just remember today. I will reply you with a reply .... "

"Ah, please-please. I'm waiting for a reply from you mbak Comb is broken." Damar said with a smile.

When he wanted to leave Sisil, he seemed to remember something. This made Damar hold his footsteps.

"Oh yeah there's one more thing I want to say. That night, you didn't do anything with Dion. Because before you do such a disgusting thing that is so immoral, it's for a woman like you. I've foiled your rotten plan, haven't I?"

"Mm .. until you're taken to the police station and detained there all night. I forgot to ask you yesterday, is it good to stay at the police station, mbak Sisir is broken?"

Sisil's eyes widened in shock as well as in disbelief with what he had just heard. Really, it was the most shocking thing for him. He did not expect, if the plan that failed that night was the work of Damar. Sisil clasped his hand tightly to quell the anger.

"So, all that happened that night was you, Damar?"

"Mm .. can be said like that. Wh why? Shocked you, huh?"

"Actually, I wanted to see you that morning. But unfortunately, the task of getting out of town suddenly made me unable to meet you, Sil. Too bad."

"Why? Why did you do that to me, Damar. Like, we're on the same track. You want Grace, I want Dion. If we work together, everything will go smoothly. We can both have the people we love."

"Unfortunately, I'm not interested in working with you. Because you're a broken comb. Anybody wants to work together, with a broken comb, sir."

"You .... "

"Ah, sorry I forgot. You won't understand love. Because you are not a normal human being in general" Damar said with a smile filled with ridicule.

Furthermore, Damar immediately left Sisil alone. He came inside with big steps. As for Sisil, being silent without a word also did not move at all.

'What did he say? I live full of love. No, that's not what I meant. That's not what I wanted to say. I don't need love. Because love is not real. No need to love each other. Because in the end, love will also torture the soul and body.'

Sisil clasped his hands tightly. Instantly, a shadow of the past appeared slowly filling Sisil's fragile memory.

At that time, he was expecting love. Struggling with all her might to win the heart of the one she loves. And, in the end, the effort he put in was not in vain. The one he loves returns his love.

A very happy thing for Sisil when his love is avenged. He gave his best to the man he loved. His time, his affection, his genuine love, even, the possessions he had, he gave the man sincerely.

A thousand times dear. Apparently, he was only made into a toy by the man. That poor teenage girl. Betrayed by the person he loves the most. That's what turned him into what he is today.

Not believing in love. Don't want love. And, even now just being a treasure slave. Chasing men for their wealth. Not because of love.

"I don't need love. Yeah-yes yeah. I don't need love" Sisil said, wiping away her tears that had fallen slowly from memory of her past.

****

"Fine. Someone wants to meet you, son."

"Who, Ma?" Gracefully speaking while coming out of Dion's room.

"There's. Come see my mom right now."

"Ah, yes. Wait a minute" Anggun said as he closed the door of the room.

Gracefully walked following the footsteps of her mother-in-law. They headed towards the living room of the current Prayoga residence.

When he arrived at the living room, Anggun's eyes were rounded when he saw the person in the living room right now. Her lips trembled, but she could not say a word. Only tears were falling slowly across her white cheeks.

"Relax."

"Sister Tina .... "

Both of them immediately embraced. Let go of each other's longing. The person in the living room only looked with a happy look. Not wanting to ruin the happiness of a sister and sister who may not have met for a long time.

"I miss Tina's sister, brother. Finally, you came here too."

"Wait on! You .... " Angen immediately took off his embrace as he remembered, his mentally ill brother, it looked like a normal person in general.