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(POV Aditya)
My name is Aditya Hermawan, I am the nephew of Herman and Asti's mother, I am the son of Bu Asti's sister.
Since the incident 23 years ago, both my parents had an accident and caused them to die. From that incident only the family of Herman's father and Asti's mother who wanted to take care of me, and finally I was adopted by the father and mother.
I grew up with both my mother and father's children, Vani and Varell were like my own siblings. Our ideals are the same, we want to be police like dad.
Me and Dad are overprotective to Vani. From Vani SD to our High School one school to be supervised. We were both only 1 year different. It's just that after I graduated High School, I focused on training to enter Akpol, actually I just told my father at that time to register Akpol. My Dad's plan was to wait another 1 year to sign up, and for 1 year of unemployment to be used for physical, physical, and mental exercises.
Vani was close to my generation's high school named Henu, if people say they may be dating, but my father and I just think they're friends.
Henu knew my brother's ideals, and he also SM wanted to enlist the police, the difference was that he had a list of stars.
In my sister's graduation year, she had a sad incident that caused her to crash, a broken right leg, a fractured shoulder. His dream of becoming a police officer was extinct already, at the same time I received Akpol.
That's the toughest phase for me because on the other hand I'm afraid of my beloved brother being moody because he can't list the cops anymore.
"Well, how is this, you need to tell me if the mas escaped, mas ngak want adek keinget ideals, how is it" asked my father after the graduation results came out.
it should be happy news, but it should be sad news too.
On the day of my departure to attend Akpol's education, I lied to my brother who was still in the hospital, on the grounds of being accepted to work in Papua.
She was sad, and I was sad to see my sister crying. I have to be strong for my mom and dad.
I was escorted by my father to my education in Semarang.
every Dad's cruise that comes to see me and also sometimes with my mother because of the condition of my sister who finally continued to study in Jakarta. My sister Verrell knows that I am an Akpol cadet and soon to be an officer, because since my sister Vani in Jakarta every cruise I have to go home.
After graduation from Akpol I was immediately assigned to undergo a world peace mission in Lebanon, for 2 years.
almost 2 years into this peace mission, I have the news of grief, if my father dies. My life seemed to collapse. The one who is always at the forefront of defending me, the one who always prioritizes me, who when I am just pounding is not his biological child, is gone forever. All I could do was bow down and pray for my four parents.
another week is the day of my return to Magelang. There's haru and fear of meeting my sister Vani. But it all had to go through, and it turned out that my arrival coincided with my father's 40 days.
sorry guys just on again ... after finishing with the real world.