The Injured
Stare at each other

"El, I still love you. I want you to be my lover again."

"Udah?" answer Echa ketus.

"Udah has a fiancee who is still a gatel" he grumbled and immediately left Riza. The room that had been quiet was now boisterous as everyone mocked Riza with satisfaction.

Echa regulates her breathing, she must not waver. After all, all her parents would not approve of her anymore with Riza. And now, slowly he could forget about Riza. Although not completely.

"Where is abis?" ask Sasa to Echa.

"Art room."

"Why the hell?" ask Mima.

"No." Echa immediately opened his phone and there was a message from Dimas. But, the message Dimas sent was an image message.

Whatisthis?

Echa opened the message, her chest tightened and her heart ached.

"The man you think is good is playing behind you."

Disappointed, angry so one, sad for sure. Echa could only sigh harshly and forget everything. Forgetting the feelings he had for Radit.

After school, Echa calls her father to send someone to pick her up.

"Loh why? Radit's picking it up."

"Ma ...."

Hearing Echa's whining sound made Gio give in.

"Papa will pick you up."

Echa headed straight for the school gate when her Papa reported that she was already downstairs. Radit was already next to his car with his trademark smile. However, Echa did not glance at him at all and instead passed him by. Get in the car without a word.

"How come?" muttered.

Radit follows Gio's car and the car stops at Gio's mansion. Radit braced himself to get there, seeing Echa's extremely moody face.

Ayanda who passed Echa glanced at her husband. Gio just shrugged his shoulders.

Echa went into the room and threw her body on the bed. He opened his cell phone a lot of messages from Radit.

"You why? I'm asking you to pick up Papa, there's me."

"Cha .."

"City ..."

"Woiy, honey why the hell?"

"I'm wrong I'm sorry but I'm clear what I was wrong."

Echa did not reply to any message from Radit. His body and heart were too tired to accept all these bitter realities.

Echa went into the bathroom and soaked in warm water so that all tired hearts and minds were gone.

After feeling quite improved, Echa sat at his study table. He was really puffed up about what Riza said last afternoon and also the photo that Dimas sent.

Why does the cave have to hurt looking at that photo? Who is he, the cave?

Echa's finger nimbly wrote word for word on a piece of paper. He could not express it verbally, he could only pour it through writing.

Lukaku was slightly healed, but he kept teasing this wound. Trying to dig it deeper. I'm tired, so tired. Couldn't he stop to tease this half-drying wound?

Come on myself ...

Don't get too carried away, you intend to heal not to fall in love again. Throw away that feeling, do not let you get hurt a second time.

Echa closed her eyes, feeling pain in her heart. The sound of the door opening made Echa look back.

"Do you bother me, brother?"

"What's Mah?"

"Papa took you to his business friend's event. And Papa wants you to go there," said Ayanda.

"Alright, Echa change clothes first. Echa will come down." Echa knew, Gio would introduce him to his fellow peers if he were to be the first successor of the Wiguna group.

Echa doesn't like crowds. However, if it was about his father anything he would follow. She did not want to disappoint her Papa who had loved her from her childhood until now.

"Surely you don't like it, brother," said Gio.

"No, Pa. Then Echa wants out too." A sweet smile was engraved from Echa's lips.

They had arrived at a luxurious hotel. It is the wedding anniversary event of one of the successful entrepreneurs.

"The wedding year is already rich reception yes, Mah," he whispered to the mama.

"Name a rich man, brother."

"May you too, Papa will be rich" whispered Echa again.

"It's a habit if you've both blessed Mulu," circas Gio.

Ayanda and Echa just laughed. Gio just shook his head.

True Echa conjecture, proudly the papa introduced him to his business partners. He was not the son of Giondra. But Giondra treated him like his own son. Many have been a little offending to Echa actually. Gio's answer was able to silence their slightly nosy mouth.

"You want him or her biological child or not the most important thing I love and sincerely love my daughter. My love and affection for my daughter is beyond anything. If, I were told to sacrifice my life to save my daughter, I would die for my daughter."

Herein lies the immense happiness Echa feels. He promised himself that he would not disappoint his father. The affection that his father never gave him as a child, Gio sincerely gave to Echa. Until he knew what it was like to have a father.

Echa takes a drink to a round table. He accidentally nudged a beautiful woman. "Sorry," he said. It was just a smile that the woman gave.

"I'll clean your wet clothes" said Echa.

"No, it's okay." That woman is very graceful and beautiful. Make a little Echa with a radiance of charm on his face.

The woman leaves Echa and Echa continues to take the drink. The habit of Echa is to sit in a corner if you are at an event like this. It was in that place that could make his heart feel calm.

His gaze was locked when he saw Radit with a woman. Their clothes are in tune and Radit's laughter expands perfectly. Echa checked his phone.

"So you won't reply to my chat and answer a call from me, I'll go to your house."

"Sorry, I have to go there's an important event. I can't go to your house."

The last two messages Radit sent to Echa. And Echa kept her breath. Trying to neutralize his heart felt extremely claustrophobic.

Echa was still looking at Radit with his woman, until Radit's eyes saw the figure of Echa who was looking at him with a very illegible gaze.

"city ...."

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