Sandriana, My Lovely Sist
Part 67's. It Became Dust
“You've only been looking for it after eight years Gi?”
Egi was silent at the end of his phone. He was talking through a friendship application with a former classmate, the class president at that time named Iyan.
“I seem to have seen it in Aubrey Park, you know that place Gi?”
“Iya.. it belongs to Sandriana..”.
“Then why are you asking me now? Go to that place and meet him directly.”
“I... I want to know, what after she moved school have you ever met her?”
“No, he's like he's lost to a tiger. Don't you dare to meet him in person now?”
“I've met him. Me, I just want to make sure of something.”
“Haha, I know..heard you moved to city B I know you are not responsible for what you did to Sandriana. You want to know your son huh?”
“Hahh?? Uh... yes.. I want to make sure it.”
“Sadly, I do not know about your son whether there is or is not defended by Sandriana, haha.. ask Reginald directly, enough time that you become a coward.”.
“She refused to tell me about the boy..”.
“Ohh... You mean the boy exists but Dria forbid you to see him? It's only natural that he forbids you. Hahaha you finally regret Gi.. It's a pity that I lost quickly to you, if I'm a pretty girl Sandriana I won't let go.”
“Good, thank you.. I closed Yan..”.
“Hei... You angry?”
“No, why am I mad at you?”
“I think you're angry, Eh yes.. You can find out about your son there or not in Yuni, he lives in a complex with Sandriana.”.
which “Yuni?”
“Yunita Ekasaputra, the girl who chased you first..”.
“That one? The tall one towering?”
”Hahaha.. turns out you remember your number one fan. Uh, look at it.. I invite you in the group wa class and you search in the group wa si Yunimu number.. messenger to me hpmu number.”.
“Good. Thank you, Yan..”
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Here Egi is now, in front of a large house with lots of plants. Yuni could not provide satisfactory information, according to Yuni she had never met Sandriana despite living in the same complex. She only heard Sandriana had given birth, that's all.
Her search eventually led her to a stop in front of Sandriana's house, watching the house from inside her car. The memories of the past flashed perfectly in his memory, nothing was missed because he was unable to forget. His love for the girl was such an inherent love. People say that first love is not real love and a man will easily forget that, but Egi may be an exception, he never forgets his love for Dria.
Classy in first grade High School, early interacts when Mem Linda English teacher gives the task of making conversation in pairs and randomly they are both paired. Egi is amazed that Dria can quickly make conversation material for both of them according to the theme given by Mem Linda, and Dria teaches him how to say the sentences. Egi who basically did not like English lessons became encouraged to be more active in learning since that moment.
Some of the following occasions Egi felt the friendliness of Dria to him then Egi who was always aloof like having someone who cared began to feel his interest especially because Sandriana had a beautiful face. Finally Egi ventured to approach Dria and even shot Dria so they became a couple.
Two teenagers who fill each other deserted and more often walk together, Egi then often drove Dria home with his motorbike, spending time in Dria's quiet house and finally make Egi can not be far from Dria and vice versa, the closeness that plunges them on things that are actually not worthy of them to do.
When fate separates, Egi still brings his love despite not having the courage to keep the woman he loves within his reach.
Now, Egi knew the way to get love back into the arms was no longer possible, but there was the fruit of their immature love at the time, a child. Dria does not want to tell anything about the child and Egi is increasingly encouraged to find out for himself. There is only one temporary conclusion that the boy is not with Dria right now. A child she had seen with Dria was probably their child, but where was it?
Curiosity makes Egi come to the old Dria's house, want to browse from this place alone. He was pessimistic, but he couldn't find a way. Today, he deliberately permits from his office to continue his search for the whereabouts of his son.
Egi got out of his car when he saw a woman his mother's age coming out of Dria's old house while carrying a green gas cylinder.
“Excuse me ma'am.. Can I ask you something?"
“Iya?”
“I'm looking for someone, she used to live in this mother's house..”.
“Who?”
“Name Sandriana ma'am...do you know? She's a twenty-five year old girl.”
“Oh, yes... I know, my son works for his father, we just hitchhiked to live in this house while caring for and caring for the house and plants here. They've moved out son.. they live in a place that is hits now, what's the name, I forgot the name of the place. Anyway cruise place, son..”.
“Oh so... have you known them for a long time?”
“Actually I don't know very well. but my son works on them .”.
“Oh so... so mom doesn't know too much about them huh? Well ma'am, thank you, I said goodbye..”.
The mother immediately left Egi. Egi could not continue to pry information because the mother certainly did not know the past of Dria. Egi wanted to find someone who knew Dria exactly who knew the events that happened to Dria at that time.
Egi walks aimlessly, only looking for the possibility of someone to talk to, someone who might be able to provide the explanation he needs.
Egi passed a stall and there was a mother there. Egi nodded politely as he watched inside the stall, a mother older than his first mother was looking curiously. Both mothers engaged in conversations using local language that Egi did not understand. Not long after the first mother called Egi…
Egi immediately turned around and approached the stall in hopes of finding something.
“Iya.. This mother is his wife RT sir here, this mother knows Sandriana and her father..”.
“Yes, I know them, they bought the house from me. Adek who?”
“I'm Sandriana's schoolmate, first time our High School classmate.”
“Oh so, they haven't moved in long.”
“Oh so..”.
Confused ego should ask in what way about the child.
“Adek his high school friend yes... means know all Sandriana's friends?”
“Please know bu...”
“Means adek knew her close friend Sandriana back then?”
“Ehh... iiya bu, i... I know...”.
“Iya pity, so Sandriana is pregnant, but your friend does not want to be responsible.”
Egi waited with a pounding in the chest, almost impatiently waiting for the shop owner's mother to finish telling her story.
“But pity, his son was born disabled, his heart was leaking he said. Since birth never brought home because of his weight less he said.”
“Now his son where bu?”
Egi could not help his curiosity.
“The child died deck.. “.
“Me... died mom? The boy died?”
“Iya..”
I don't know what his feelings are like right now. He never saw the child, even then he never thought about their child because he thought Dria would not defend him as the mother had set out at that time.
“Says his son.”
“Eh... bu.. can I know where it is buried?”
“In the cemetery XX.
“Thank you ma'am.”
But Egi just stood dumbly in front of them with a raging mind.
It is fitting that Dria cried sadly when she mentioned about the child, she could describe how Dria was at that time. If she is defending her fetus, if Dria is maintaining the fruits of their immature love, then she wants the child and that is also why Dria says that Dria is waiting for Egi to come.
Here he felt his chest hurt, how sinful he was towards Dria and he felt he did not deserve the apology of Dria. Had he followed her impulse back then to go home quietly and with Dria, perhaps they would be together now and it was likely that the child would have fared better.
“But, I feel something is a little strange. You see my ponakan the same case, after giving birth to his son was declared his heart leaked with insufficient weight, two days later declared dead. My friend's granddaughter is like that too."
“Call mean RT what?”
“There's something fishy, but I'm afraid to gossip..”.
Egi left the stall to his car with a giant step without responding again to the conversation of the two mothers, with the intention of looking for the cemetery in question. I don't know why he wanted to finish his search today. If it does end in the cemetery at least he knows where the child who is his flesh blood is.
"Mom... Don't you think that's Sandriana's best friend, huh? Why did he have to ask where the child was buried?"
Ms. RT looked at the back of the tall man who had now gotten into her car.
"Maybe, ma'am... She looks young and may be the same age as Sandriana."
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Lama Egi searches XX's cemetery, giving his money to the father of the cemetery guard to help him find the baby's grave with an estimated time when Dria gave birth. His mother once said the estimate of his son was born when, that's all Egi's benchmark.
Then, the tombstone was found Egi, and he did not doubt that under the tombstone buried his son eight years ago, the nameless headstone there is only a sentence written on the tomb that reads: ‘Here is buried the son of Sandriana Aubrey Rahmadi’ with the time of birth and the time of death is only two days away. So his son had lived for two days in this world. It's not the name Reginald there but he once had a son, it's a fact that now makes his chest tight, especially because he never saw his form and what his son looked like.
Egi's eyes heated up, and the man crouched down in front of the gravestone in anguish, a very late sadness, meeting his son who had become dust inside there.
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Hello, thanks for reading my story...
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This 'ter-je-gal' part of the 🤪 system should have come out yesterday. There are several episodes of this story that have the same fate.
Actually in my view it's for this storyline going forward, but I have to submit to NT policy, then I deleted it, and edited as light as possible.
Hopefully just pass the review, and can continue again, although sometimes the mood lsng down, especially if not published a day the interest of the reader is reduced, especially if it is not published a day, whereas the reader who actively responds to give likes only in the range of 10 org, who actively comments only two or three people 😢 ⁇ 🥴
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