Tangled Yarn Shackles
Bitter Reality!

The laptop screen on the desk is still on even though the owner has evaporated several times. Anne had to endure her drowsiness because there were some files she had to finish today. He is also monitoring reports from tourism development in Bandung.

"When it's still eight, but why so sleepy!" anne grumbled after a few yawns.

Brak!

The door of the study room opened wide as Anne closed her mouth. The drowsiness just disappeared when he saw Dara's presence there followed by Juna behind him. Anne moved away from her current place, knowing that her daughter would have known everything that had happened.

"Bas on a cunning woman!" as Dara stood before Anne.

Plaque!

"Darling!" juna shouted when he saw the actions of his wife.

A slap landed just like that on that smooth cheek. Anne immediately straightened her face even though she had to feel how painful a slap from the princess was. He had to hold on with all his might to keep those tears in his eyes.

"This is your true form, hmmm!" hardik Dara stared into Anne's eyes with a flash of anger.

"What's on your mind? What are we lacking so you can do all this? Where's your conscience, An!" Dara cursed Anne with a heavy breath.

"Basically greedy!" dara Sarkas.

Anne didn't say a word. He could only stare at Dara with dewy eyes. Honestly, he did not want to drag Dara into this matter. Anne loved Dara very much because only Dara was sincere with her.

"No! I'm not greedy, Dar!" Finally Anne denied Dara's words, "I just took what I should have!" anne said in a soft voice.

"I don't want to take away everything that's already yours, Dar!" Anne's eyes turned sad after saying that.

"Curtain! You think I'll just believe it?" Dara crossed her arms without letting go of her eyes from Anne's pretty face.

Anne turned her eyes the other way. He could not bear to face Dara in this war. At least Anne did not want to drag Dara into this matter. However, one thing that was forgotten by Anne, if Dara was the blood of the flesh om Rudi. It was certain that the woman who was now in front of him was dragged into this matter.

"Basarly a cheap woman! For the money you want to stab your best friend! You gave up your household for all this?" Dara again let out her frustration.

"Aren't you enough to be my father's wife? You can live freely and happily without having to master the treasure!"

"Who!"

"Poor!"

"Don't know yourself!"

"I don't know it's lucky!"

Dara continued to curse in front of Anne. It felt like one slap was not enough to avenge the pain that was in his heart. Dara immediately stopped her screams as Juna gently touched her arm.

"Enough, Dar! Enough's enough!" anne shouted after listening to all the emotions of Dara.

"I'm doing all this because of the pain I've been feeling! You've never been in my position, Dar!" anne said as she looked at Dara with a flash of anger.

"What makes you like this? Which pain, An? Is it the pain of not being able to marry Good?" Dara asked Anne a monohok question.

"There's a bigger thing, Dar! You won't listen to it!" anne said with a hardened jaw. It is as if it is holding a heavy burden inside.

"Tell me! Your pain must not be far from money and self-esteem!" said Dara while staring at Anne.

Anne could no longer bear to keep all the pain lodged in her heart. He immediately grabbed the phone on the table to contact someone.

"In the house there is Dara! We'll meet you or you come to this house! Dara needs an explanation and I will explain everything if you are present among us!" anne said when the call was connected to Rudi.

Anne put her phone back on after getting an answer from her husband. All the secrets kept neatly all this time, might be revealed tonight.

"Sit down! Fill your strength before hearing the bitter reality after this!" anne said as she looked at Dara, "make sure your wife's content is fine, Jun! I don't want her to be okay" Anne continued, staring at Juna's face at a glance.

"Curtain! It's unclean! Don't pay attention to me!" dara said after sitting on the sofa that was there.

The three people in the living room were silent. They are waiting for the arrival of om Rudi so that all the problems that occur at this time are quickly resolved. The silence that had felt in the workspace was simply gone when the door of this room was open. The figure that was waiting for finally arrived there.

"Fire," Dara moved from her place. He walked towards where Om Rudi was standing right now, "Bapi is healthy, right? Where does papi live?" Dara slid into his father's arms.

"Calm down! Papi is very healthy," said Rudi after unraveling his daughter's body, "you don't have to worry, Papi lives in a safe place," said Rudi, smiling sweetly.

After seeing her father's condition was fine, Dara immediately turned her gaze to where Anne was at the moment. He seemed to want to pounce on the woman who was sitting behind the desk— Women who were pensive with blank eyes.

"Now explain to us what Papi's fault was until you became like this!" cecar Dara looked at Anne.

Anne stood up from her seat at this moment. He moved his position in front of the desk and landed his hips on the edge of the table. His hands were crossed and his eyes were directed at the man with a shady look.

"I did all this because your father took all my parents' property!" anne said, pointing at Rudi with her right hand.

Om Rudi shook his head softly after hearing Anne's words. He does not seem to accept the allegations made by his wife. The mature man never felt the treasure of his own best friend.

"No! I never did any of that! Lied!" deny Rudi while looking at Anne meaningfully.

"Do you think I'll believe your answer? I am a real witness to what happened sixteen years ago, Mr. Rudianto Baskoro!" anne said with a hardened jaw.

"You are the cause for my parents' death—" Anne stopped her speech as Rudi began to interrupt.

"Your father died by suicide, An!" answer Rudi with a meaningful look.

The words spoken by Rudi managed to make Anne laugh freely. He seemed to be laughing at the bitter reality that had been stored neatly for a long time.

"Yes, my father committed suicide! But you made it like that!" anne said with glint-filled eyes, "you know, Dar! Your father was a murderer! He would kill his own best friend who was none other than my father!" anne said with a trembling voice.

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