The Virgin Girl Belongs to the Master
Truth

Ken POV.

"She told me to open this?" my many. It feels good to be told to open something personal. Even more so for Mr. Burhan whom I respect. It feels a little awkward.

Still looking at Mr. Burhan, he only responded with a blink of an eye. Could claim?

Taking a deep breath, I also opened a black leather-bound book. It says my name there. Kenzi Pradana Raja complete with NIK KTP and address.

Reflex I knead temples, then look at the wonder of Mr. Burhan. My role model is shedding tears. What the hell is this really?

I don't know, I suddenly felt like I had a bad feeling. However, I opened the next sheet again and my eyes widened. As if I couldn't believe it I even rubbed my eyes a few times. Is this really what I saw? It looks like Mr. Burhan when he was young and Mr. Broto was holding each other. That means they are very familiar. Why do we always fight when we meet?

Ah Wait! Who is the woman sitting in front of them?

I looked at Mr. Burhan again, then looked back at the photo of the woman I could say was very beautiful. She was wearing a floral dress. The woman's smile looked beautiful and it looked like she was pregnant.

Ah wait! Why do I feel so familiar with his face? Have I ever met? But where is it? Come on Ken, think!

One sec.

He seconds.

Three seconds.

I surrendered. I'm looking at Mr. Burhan.

"Sir, who is this?" I asked while pointing at the photo of the woman in the middle.

"I-nya N-naya," Pak Burhan replied.

I'm mangosteen. It just feels familiar. Their smiles were the same, and there was one fact that I knew from the first sheet, it turned out that Broto could smile as well.

I turned the next sheet back. Yes, although I can't guess what's there yet, I still have to find out.

Degh's!

I feel time stop. Here is a photo of Mr. Burhan and the mother of the owner of the parlour. The place where I live. I remember, the home mom once told me that she found it in a cardboard box in front of the parlour. At that time he said I was only about three months old.

Why can you know, either .. said Bu Panti he just guessed it. And the day she found me was my birthday.

Miris if remembered, but how else, I can't do anything either. I'm still a baby. Lucky when I was ten years old Mr. Burhan came and adopted me. He supported me financially until I was well educated. Mr. Burhan the savior.

Uh, wait a minute! This why is something so awkward? Here in this photo is a date and year that is quite long. If you count it like I was two years old.

Wait wait wait wait, if I remember Mr. Burhan once said he had never been to a parlour before. But why ....

"Pak Burhan .. This ...."

"B-read-ca."

I swallowed and then looked back at the book.

'Ken, sorry .. if this book is in your hands I might be dead. Maybe I didn't have time to admit wrongdoing to you, Ken. I realized the myriad of virtues would not be able to cover up my mistakes. I know you care so much about me. You're a good, talented boy, I'm amazed by you. Actually Ken, I've ruined your future, hindered your happiness, but Ken believe me. Unfortunately I didn't have the courage to say. I decided to make this letter, a letter that you might receive when I am dead.'

Ken paused the reading. He was confused and looked at Burhan who was staring back with my glare. He blinked again.

Oh my God .. What is this?

I decided to go back to reading.

'Ken, actually me, Broto and Eva are good friends. Eva is a simple girl who is able to make me flutter. I loved it since the first time we met. But Broto destroyed it. He used Eva for lust. You know how broken my heart was. I would love to destroy Broto. I know he was insincere to Eva. While I love that girl so much. But Eva's stupidity is easily fooled, she's pregnant and the baby she's carrying is you.'

Like being hit by an invisible hammer, Ken weakened his heartbeat. He was tired on the couch. His hands even drooped.

Taking back the lost consciousness, Ken slapped his own cheek. He continued reading.

'As long as you know, my friendship with Broto was ruined because of Playboy Broto's own attitude. He destroyed Eva. The innocent girl became a victim. Due to the insistence of many parties, Broto finally married her. It's just that Eva wasn't well received by Broto's family. They looked at Eva with one eye. But what added to that was Broto's own treatment. He just made Eva his vanity and slave to his lust. I felt sorry for him, and the pity fostered a love that once existed that grew. I can't see him suffering because of Broto. The reason Eva stuck with Broto is you. So at that time I was desperate to kidnap you and leave you to the orphanage.'

'Forgive me I'm a damned human being. I am the most depraved man in the world. And I regret doing that. But, though I regret to have thought, it's better for you to be an orphan than to be raised by a depraved man like Broto. As long as you know, when you're lost he doesn't care at all. He's looking for you just for imaging.'

'When you left everything was easy for me. I had Broto divorce Eva. Ken, I'm ashamed to say it, but Eva was finally able to get a divorce from your father.'

'That's when I approached Eva. To hell with my friendship with Broto, because to me Broto is not human. He was just an animal incarnated in a human figure. I love Eva, sincerely. I even rejected the matchmaking that my parents arranged because I was already in love with Eva. It took eight years to soften Eva's heart.'

'The problem didn't get there. For some reason I could not formalize our relationship. Eva doesn't mind, she said as long as I love her, as long as I'm always around her, and as long as I trust her, she doesn't mind anything. He was willing to become a mistress when my status was the husband of people.'

'Ken, hate me. I really should be hated. I wasted Eva. At that time I saw him alone with Broto. At that time, Eva was pregnant. And me, I foolishly believed when Broto said the child in Eva's womb was his son.'

'I'm sorry, Ken. I looked for your mother everywhere after breaking her heart. But nil. So if you can, please find him and tell him I'm sorry.'

Growled. That's all I can tell you now. I clenched the thick book and threw it in any direction. Emotions really can't be neutralized now. My reflexes were pulling the collar of an old man's shirt that was ruining my life and Naya's.

"Do you know the child she contains is Naya! He's your real son, Burhan! You fooler! Why do you believe Broto's words! You ...."

Ice! I can't say anymore. If I continue I'm afraid I can't help myself. I took off Mr. Burhan's shirt and went straight from there.

Uh! Really, I want to scream. I'm bonkers. How can I serve that bad guy?

Oh my God .. I even love my own sister.