The False Lover the Culun
Chapter 5. Bye, Jakarta
What I'm afraid of is being too busy, so I don't have time for my family.
I was afraid that I might forget the importance of their existence in my life.
My humble family, but filled with an unusually soothing warmth, always reminded me to go home.
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(Flash Back On)
#Mother Yasmin POV#
Since a week ago, I have never stopped admiring the results of the national exam of Sherina, my eldest daughter. He managed to come out as the first rank in that famous school.
Ever since our family life changed, I finally felt the pain of being a nobody.
I never complained even though sometimes my stomach rumbled asking to be filled.
I also never complained even though there was no room for my son to grow up, study, and play in this super small rented house.
But, why is it that with only them excommunicating my daughters, it feels like I want the earth to swallow us up.
It's not that I turned a blind eye to everything Sherina was going through, but I don't want to do anything to mess with her scholarship.
And look now, the princess is back to making you proud.
Tock.... Geck... Tock....
A knocking sound came from the wooden door.
Soon I opened it.
“Good day Mother,” said a man to me.
“Siang Gibran,” reply.
The man is Gibran, Sherina's lover.
After inviting Gibran in, I immediately went to call Sherina.
“Honey, wake up...” I said softly and occasionally gently rubbed the tops of his head.
“Honey, wake.... There's Gibran outside,” I said.
Hearing Gibran's name, Sherina immediately got up, put on her thick glasses and plucked her hair and went out to meet Gibran.
“Gibran, what's up here?” I faintly heard Sherina's voice asking Gibran.
“Prepare, we'll go somewhere so you deserve to be with me at prom night party,” Gibran said.
I, hearing that, immediately agreed to my daughter's lover's words.
“Poor Sherina, she should be able to take care of herself like her friends, but unfortunately our current situation is not able to make it happen, my inner”.
“True what Gibran said, if you want to go to the party it looks like you have to prepare from now,” I said in support of Gibran's proposal.
“But I don't intend to go Mother,” whine Sherina.
“Ekheemm..” Dehaman Gibran has explained everything, the man is not wanting to be denied.
With lethargic steps and gontai Sherina returned to her room to prepare some of her necessities.
How long the two had been in Gibran's car after previously Gibran and Sherina kissed the back of my hand to say goodbye.
One of the things I love about Gibran is that he is polite and very respectful to older people.
Besides Gibran comes from a distinguished family, of course if Sherina continues to be in contact with him, then all the needs of his life will certainly be guaranteed, I thought.
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A small circular clock adorning a wooden table used as a dressing table for myself and Sherina rang.
“Jeez, 15 minutes left at 12 p.m. And Sherina hasn't come back yet,” I screamed so hard that I woke my sleeping husband up.
“What's Bun?” tanyakanya.
“Sherina hasn't come home Well,,” I replied.
“Maybe she lives in Gibran apartment “ Effendi said.
“If you stay at Gibran apartment, they will always tell you whether it's news from Sherina, or directly from Gibran,” I explained.
I, who was constantly agitated, went in and out of the room only to check the return of my eldest daughter, finally disturbed the sleep of Shafiyyah, my youngest daughter and her father.
I saw my husband calling someone, and then a second later his calm face turned restless.
Then, I heard my husband also contacted Naila, who was none other than the only friend of my daughter we knew.
“Mother and Fiyyah go back to sleep, Dad will go check to the place where the party took place,” he said making me more worried.
“What's dad? Did something happen? Do not hide anything from me, Sherina is also my daughter,” I said firmly.
I was her mother, who was pregnant for 9 months in my womb, giving birth to her into the world with my life bet, with Sherina my first daughter I learned how to be a Mother. Sherina is where I make a lot of mistakes because I don't know how to be a good mother.
“I'm with Yah,” break me.
“If you continue to be anxious like this, I could have died sooner because of the stress of thinking about the whereabouts of my daughter,”.
I saw my husband take a deep breath, clearly He knew how I was determined and it would be difficult to persuade me.
“Alright, but Fiyyah?” He paused his sentence, “Living at home well dear, lock the door and then go back to sleep, Daddy and Mommy went for a while to pick up Brother Sherina well,” persuaded my husband.
But I saw Fiyyah continuing to shake her head while she was teary-eyed.
“If it continues like this, when do we go?” my inner.
Immediately I prepared a jacket and hat for 12-year-old Shafiyyah.
“We go together, we will be calmer if we are together,” suggested.
Sumaiku could no longer prevent me because I had already carried Fiyyah out of the house, standing beside the motorbike butut loan from the school where my husband taught.
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It does not matter if you have to sit three on the bike. It was common for our family, even back then when Sherina was the age of Fiyyah we used to ride four motorcycles.
About 20 minutes away, I've been calling my daughter's cell phone.
Fiyyah who sat between me and my husband occasionally sat tilted to the left and right because she could not resist sleepiness.
While my husband was returning the balance of the motor, from the opposite direction there was a car traveling at high speed, the light from his car lights dazzled my husband's gaze, until struggling to normalize his vision until the motor is increasingly unbalanced and finally the car was grazing our motor from the side.
I can feel the pain of my body being dragged by a motor that was dragged about 5 meters after losing its balance.
From where I was lying, I looked around, I saw my husband who was still circling on a motorcycle because his legs were stuck in the motor, then I went back to looking for Fiyyah and I saw that she was not far from me wishing that my daughter would be okay because I clearly remembered how tight I was to hold her when we were dragged away.
I, who was no longer strong enough to endure the pain of the wounds all over my body, slowly began to close my eyes, but a familiar light shot straight into my retina, until I broke it.
“This light, didn't that light dazzle us?” My inquiring mind is now forcing me to wake up again.
It seemed like there were two men and women, there was nothing else that could be captured by my netraku other than to distinguish from the shadow of the mane that had been scattered.
“Cih, instead of you also enjoy my every move. Lu who asked for something crazy, I just did as ordered,” refute the woman does not want to be blamed alone.
I want to scream at both of them, instead of them busy arguing, it's better if they take my daughter to the hospital.
“See, wasn't he our teacher at Junior High School?” said the woman surprised.
“He seems to have not moved, did he die?” he continued, his voice sounded very panicked.
“Heh, what are you doing? Let's hunt go, the streets here are quiet, no one sees it too,” shouted the man.
The woman nodded and got into the car and slowly the blinding light left us in the dark.
In the darkness and cold of the night I could only cry silently, “Is it true that my husband is dead? I'm not ready God abandoned by him, my inner”.
“Then what about Fiyyah?”
As strong as I can, I want to reach my daughter who is not far from us, but the pain in my body is still far greater than my determination.
“Sherina... My daughter... Where are you, son? May God always protect you, if God hears my prayer, please send your help to us, my daughter still needs someone to be the reason for survival, my inner” cries in every word I say. Until finally my netra tired of crying and I was unconscious.
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# Author POV #
“Sials... Shit... why is that ugly duckling back to being a beautiful goose?” soraya's curse has been heard since Gibran and Sherina entered the hotel ballroom where the Prom Night El-Fatih Senior High School party was held.
“Oath well, Sherina is stupid to know no, a face as beautiful as that she hides behind her geeky makeup. Tau it from the first I doi gebet,” chirps Kaif who immediately got a pinch from Elena.
“Gue also said what Ay... You have to move fast misahin Gibran and Sherina. You see how possessive Gibran is, I suspect he is really in love with Sherina,” said Elena co-chaired the words of her lover, Kaif.
Soraya was seen clenching her hands, “Oke, now we're going through the geeky's lesson,” Soraya's resolve, “But you all have to help me,”.
Kaif just nodded, while Bara furrowed her eyebrows.
“What reward do I get if I help you?” ask Bara.
“Anything for you beib,” Soraya replied followed by a blink that had a thousand meanings for both.
“Oke, I'm coming. What's the plan?”
The four are now planning to make Gibran jealous.
It starts with Kaif constantly praising Sherina in front of Gibran, and Elena taking Sherina and Naila away from her men. Soraya is ready for the camera.
When she was already in a rather quiet place, Elena pretended to have a stomachache and deliberately pulled Naila away.
It was then that a man appeared with Bara who was blatantly teasing Sherina.
Sherina starts to get scared, she retreats, but Bara and her boyfriend still do not stop the action.
“Sher, it turns out you hidden diamonds heh. Gibran tells you what until you want to be his girlfriend, how much did you pay? I can give 2 times as long as you want to sleep with us both tonight,” Bara said insulting Sherina.
Just now Sherina was about to slap Bara, but her hand was immediately blocked by the other man.
“Don't fuck Sherina, as long as I ask gently. Could have been rude,” threatened Bara.
“A... A.. I will be angry with Gibran all this, he will not forgive you if you know what you have done,” threatened Sherina, out of nowhere her courage.
Then there was a footstep, and suddenly Bara's male friend changed from clutching Sherina's wrist, now she put both hands to her waist, as if both of them were enjoying a warm embrace.
And it was all the buffers clearly seen by Gibran and Soraya.
Bara who was there pretended to want to take off his second hug.
“Bangs*t,” growled Gibran and then took a punch right in the jaw of the man hugging Sherina.
“Sorry.. sorry man... I'm afraid, I can't survive Sherina's temptation,” said the man turned the facts upside down.
An emotionally overwhelmed Gibran soon pulls Sherina back to his apartment.
Naila and Faqih who were looking from a distance knew nothing, He thought that they were going home.
Gibran, who was already emotional, drove his car at high speed. Things he has avoided since his departure from London. While Sherina could only cry, in vain if defending herself, Gibran would only believe what he saw.
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Apart from the well-crafted drama by Soraya, it is time for the woman to pay Bara's help.
Both are now in the car.
“Beib... about Si Culun diapain ma Gibran yah?” soraya murmured.
“Most train until morning,” Bara chirps, making Soraya suddenly pout.
Bara glanced at the beautiful girl he had long loved. Although this girl always changed partners, but the relationship without status with Bara never ended. For Soraya, with Bara she can get everything she wants.
“From the dizziness of thinking about them mending now we do even crazier things,” Bara said.
And unexpectedly, Soraya moved into Bara's lap. The two laughed, moaned, and moved with each other in a moving car.
Because of Soraya's many movements the car's hazard lights lit up, but Bara did not care about it, it was late at night and the road they passed was quite quiet.
Not long after that...
Brrraa......
Sjsssrreeeeett........
(Flash Back Off)
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# Sherina POV #
After all the injustice my family received, I finally decided to leave the Capital. The city that became the starting place of all the bad destiny in my life.
Armed with my own savings, because the money from insurance and grief money from various parties I have used for hospital costs, the cost of rent a delinquent house, to all the debts left by Dad.
Luckily there was Naila, my only friend who was willing to help me. I asked Naila to keep a secret about where I was going.
Father's hometown is in Donorejo Village, Kaligesing, Purworejo Regency, Central Java Province.
My goal is to meet Bi Wita, the only sibling that Dad has.
To get there, we had to travel for 16 hours by bus and continued by taking inter-city transportation.
We, yeah.. We, of course I brought Mother with me. He was the only one I had, which was my reason for surviving a very dark life.
Taking Mommy on a trip this time really tests Sherina's patience.
Stares, until the insulting insults his mother's condition can no longer be counted with fingers.
Want to be angry can not, because the Mother is sometimes screaming hysterically and disturbing the calm of other passengers.
“Patience, patience Sherina,” my words calm my heart, “Room alone will appear after the rain subsides, you just need to be patient Sherina,”.
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