The Seeds of the Brutal Young Master
BTMK chapter 128

And elsewhere....

Abraham hurriedly walked down the small housing gan, because he could not get through the car, Abraham was forced to walk in the steps of Danu while the Udin mang he had to wait at the end of the big road.

"Is it close?" Abraham asked, who had several feet across, wiping the sweat on his face with a handkerchief.

Sun exposure makes him unable to withstand the heat makes the sweat flow.

"There is one more alley, sir" replied Danu looking down a little afraid, let alone looking at her weary master.

Some people who passed by looking at the two, Abraham's clothes look striking among the surrounding residents, while people who saw the two of them pass by would have guessed that the two were not random people.

Abraham was still wearing a full suit, he forgot to take it off in the car. Danu wears bodyguard.

"This is the master drinking?" Danu offers a drink when she sees her master overheating.

Abraham received the drink, after which he continued their journey.

After walking for a long time, they finally got both.

"Ah that master already visible home," pointed Danu towards the simple house painted in green.

"Is this the right place, we're not wrong, are we?" Abraham asked, staring in disbelief at the house in front of him.

The house looks small, there is not even a yard, the terrace is small. Seeing that Abraham's heart was so sad.

"Let's sir," Danu asked.

Tok tok tok...

Many times the door is knocked but there is no authorization from the owner of the house.

Tok tok tok...

"The people are in the pack, Miss Riska and Mr Gilang they must be in the back. Understandably they are old and their hearing is a little disturbed" said one of the neighbors next to the house.

"Please sit there, I'll call Miss Riska first" said the neighbor politely.

Abraham and Dani nodded. Both of them were sitting on plastic chairs that looked worn out.

'What is the life of mama so sad, why he could leave papa to live suffering like this, ' said Abraham in his heart with a tremble.

Not long ago appeared the figure of an old woman who was still beautiful at her age.

"Please enter" asked Miss Riska to the two without looking at Abraham because Abraham was sitting closed by Danu.

The two entered, Abraham was unceasingly scanning all the goods or displays that were here.

Again his heart was cut, the mother had to live in suffering.

"I'm sorry about who and what do you need to do here?" Ask the old man who was sitting there.

Mr. Gilang asked politely to the two men in front of him, seeing from his appearance can Pak Gilang know that they must have important business.

"Emm..." Danu looked up at Abraham.

"Actually I drove Mr. Abraham here to meet with Ms. Riska," Danu explained to Mr. Gilang.

"Abraham," Miss Riska called the name quivering.

"Do you know?" The question seemed to be waiting for an answer by Abraham from the mouth of Miss Riska.

"Hiks hyks hyks hyks hyks, hyks, "" the cry came out of Miss Riska's mouth.

"Sir, do I need to get out?" Danu asked not to get involved in their business.

Abraham nodded, and quickly Danu waited outside.

"You're Abraham?" Asked both.

"Do Miss Riska know me" the question was a trap that came out of Abraham's mouth.

"Hiks hiks hiks, sorry son mama has left you first," said Miss Riska as he pleased.

"So you are Abraham" asked Gilang as if in shock.

"Why did you fake your death?" A flash of anger was seen on Abraham's face.

Wanting Abraham to destroy the goods in front of him, his hands clenched tightly withholding emotions, the veins on the neck stood out as if to say anger inside Abraham.

Miss Riska and Mr. Gilang looked at each other.

Brakk.... That sturdy hand kicked across the table in front of him firmly.

"Say...." Jerk Abraham.

"I'm the one who took him away, why take care of a child who is not his biological child," replied Mr. Gilang.

Degs...

Abraham's body slumped onto the sofa.

'Not his real son,'

'So she's not my mother,'

Those words were ringing in Abraham's ear.

"What do you mean?" Abraham asked for an explanation.

Miss Riska also remembers all the memories she had buried for a long time, the sacrifices she had to make to disappear in order to unite with the people she loved.

"Actually you're not my biological child, you're the son of my sister who died giving birth to you. I was forcibly married to Erlangga my own sister-in-law, forgot my love for Gilang back then and had to take care of you for years, until the fateful incident happened. I did have a plane crash but luckily on my side, I survived and was found by local residents far from the location. I chose to go find Gilang and marry her," said Ms. Riska looking away to a few years ago.

"Why didn't you come back?" Ask Abraham.

"Why I'm back, there's nothing else I'm afraid of. I can go free without burden" Miss Riska replied lightly.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha," Abraham let out a bitter laugh, he was a burden to his mama, oh not but his own tant.

"Why didn't you tell me you weren't my real mother when I graduated high school?" Ask Abraham.

"I want to tell you many times but Erlangga does not allow me, let alone my father and mother force me to be your connecting mother and should not tell you at any time" replied Miss Riska.

"I'm grateful to be free from a cruel person like Erlangga," snide Miss Riska.

Abraham's family life was still simple, his family had a small business in the automotive field. Especially before the departure of Mr. Erlangga the business was almost out of business and Ms. Riska also knew.

"Tell me where my mother's grave is?" Abraham asked with sharp eyes.

"Do you know everything" asked Abraham, maybe he could ask with nan sir.

"Nobody knows except me, Erlangga, and my parents" Miss Riska replied because Erlangga was from an orphanage.

"You can go to town B, and there you go to this address" the old man wrote on a paper and gave it to Abraham.

Abraham didn't want to ask anything more about Riska's life. All he wanted to know was the grave of his mother he never knew.

After that Abraham came out of the house without saying goodbye, today he knows the reality that has been stored neatly.

Abraham put the little paper in his pocket.

"Where are we going?" Danu asked when the two were already in the car.

"I want to go home" said Abraham, he was tired. He wanted to go home and hug his wife to make her feel strong.

B E R S A M B U N G....