The Skewers House
Email Draft
The new year's celebration is just counting the hours. The streets are crowded with people passing by. Lots of hope. Welcoming 2017 all want a better life.
Although the rain fell in the form of fine specks, people were still excited out of the house. Just for coffee, eating or hanging out with friends and relatives. They all enjoyed the holidays at the end of the year.
Andre stopped his car at the stadium parking lot. Shophouses lined on the outside look crowded with flickering lights. In the seat next to the steering wheel, the beautiful little girl with sparkling black hair seemed to be silently watching the crowd.
"Manda, you want to come down? Buy a doll in the shophouse there want?" Andre asked very calmly.
"No need for Om. I want to join Mamah with Yamah," said Amanda Jutek.
Andre sighed. He scratched the scratch of his head that was not actually itching. Really Andre is confused, and overwhelmed to take care of toddlers with all the critical questions. Andre couldn't have told Amanda that her father and mother were burned to death in the house. However, he also realized it was impossible to continuously lie to the little girl.
"Daddy with Mamah where the hell om? It's been three days. Om said, where's the evidence?" Amanda protested again. Her lips are manyun, it looks funny actually.
"It's still busy, son. Anyway Manda same Om Andre first. Manda wants anything to be Om Andre buyin," Andre rubbed Amanda's head.
Andre chose to lie for a while. She waited for Amanda to grow a little older to tell her the truth. Andre also investigated the Doto family residence after yesterday's incident. It turned out that the mansion was currently abandoned, there were no inhabitants. Naturally, the owner of the house is gone. So did his family and heirs
"Where are you going now?" Andre looked at the little girl before him gently. Every time I see Amanda, she's always reminded of Citra.
"I want to go home, o'm" replied Amanda.
"Emm, go home Om again yes," Andre smiled, Amanda nodded softly.
Andre drove his car slowly, splitting the rain speck on the eve of the new year. When I got home, Amanda fell asleep. There was a shrill snore that sounded from her tiny mouth. Andre smiled, wanting to feel like he pinched the cheek of the adorable little girl. But Andre undoes his intention, worried if the child even woke up. Andre lifted Amanda's body slowly, then carried her and put her to bed in the upstairs room.
Andre looked at Amanda's sleeping face. And once again he remembered the image. Andre turned his gaze to the rain speck that was soaking the window glass. There was guilt in his heart. The regret that always comes too late.
"If I hadn't left you back then, maybe none of this would have happened to Cit. You're still here with me" murmured Andre lirih. He felt his chest ache.
When Andre was pensive, the wind gust felt like blowing his nape. There was a cold sensation that made Andre shiver. And along with that, a flash of shadow moved quickly outside the room.
Andre immediately ran out of the room. He's looking for a shadow of what just passed by. But there was nothing outside the room. It's just the next room, the door looks a little open. The room that Andre used to use to work and store his goods.
With a little tiptoe Andre approached the room. He peeked out of the door. Don't let it go, he thought. However, the room was empty and quiet.
"Damn it, why did I become a parno myself anyway," Andre opened the room door violently. He was upset with himself.
Andre dropped his body on the soft chair he used to work in. He opened the laptop on the desk, turned it on, and checked some incoming emails. Andre currently works as a business consultant from several large companies. His educational background is successful in making him a famous person and many companies scramble to use his services.
When Andre began to sink into his work, opening and replying to incoming emails, back again gusts of wind made his fur stand up. There was an uncomfortable feeling he felt.
DRTTT DRTTT DRTTT
A sound of something shaking shocked Andre. The sound came from inside the desk drawer. Andre immediately opened the drawer and saw what it was that was vibrating. It turned out that an HP was lying there in a bright light. There is a notification, the battery is 10 percent left.
HP given the image that night. He almost forgot to check the Image email in the draft section. A message she said Citra was about to send for her.
"Birthday password yes. . .," Andre muttered to himself, while inserting a combination of numbers on the HP screen, and succeeded.
Andre then opened an Image email account and looked at the draft section.
To Andre
After a long time, you finally returned to this country. I congratulate you, I'm sure you've achieved your goal. Our meeting at the unplanned mall really took me by surprise, and I thought you'd forgotten about me when you dumped me.
There are some things I need to explain. First of all, I didn't forget you, I just tried not to remember. Because that was the lowest point of my life.
From here on out, maybe this message will feel like I'm mad at you. You left me when I was two. I'm like a fool who believes in your declaration of love. But it's just sweet in your mouth.
It's actually natural when we're trying to achieve a dream. You tried to chase your dreams, but you forgot what about me? You left me, dumped me when I needed a figure who had previously given me promises as high as the sky.
When you study abroad, when you are engrossed in your dreams, every day I try to hurt myself. My body's soul was shaken. A famous image of smart and beautiful, with all the praise that every day is on me, turned out to be dumped by humans like you.
I am sick, born and inward. Until finally the second disaster came. I'm losing. Lost the fetus in my stomach. No one knows, not even my parents. I feel pain alone, pain that you would not be able to imagine.
And you know, at that low point who's always been there for me?
He is Prambudi, my husband now. He stretched out his hand for me, listening to all my stories. And we bear the pain together. Wounds and sorrows were healed by his presence. A simple man who is far more perfect than you who acts like a riding prince.
Andre, one thing is certain. I want to clear up any misunderstandings that have occurred. I don't want you to think we're still in a relationship because of my son. Amanda is my son and Mas Prambudi. Not yourchild.
Lastly, I forgive you.
Andre was stunned to read the draft of the email. A message that made Andre's feelings chaotic.
Braakkk
A voice sounded from the next room.
"Amanda," Andre immediately moved from his chair. Then ran back to the room where Amanda was asleep.
Room is empty, blanket is exposed. Amanda wasn't there.
"Amanda?,"'Andre riled up and panicked.
"Amanda?" Andre was screaming this time.
"What's wrong?" Amanda was seen standing outside the room.
Andre looked at the little girl. The clothes Amanda was wearing were soaked. He was seen holding a jet-black cat.
"Where are you soaking wet?" Andre asked in astonishment.
"Here, take some civet om." Amanda held up a black cat in her cradle.
"Whose cat is that? Where'd you get Manda?" Andre glared at Amanda a little.
"This is Manda Om's cat. Yesterday was brought with him by his friend Jayah. Tonight is returned to Manda," Amanda smiled cheerfully.
"Huh? Your father's victory? Where?" Andre doesn't understand.
"That's outside," Amanda pointed at the window.
Andre reflexes looked out through the window. Among the raindrops with some brightly lit lightning, dozens of people wearing black raincoats stood outside the fence of Andre's house. They just stood there, motionless and silent.
EXPIRE
Finallyaaa. . .
Finished with RTS 2.
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