Under the Black Umbrella
Angrier

"What?!"

Ghavi was shocked to hear the news delivered by Aunt Rudi.

"Really, Mas?!" ghavi asked, looking at Harry.

The girl was a little shocked.

Harry did not answer. Only a nod of his head was the answer.

"Hufh ...!"

Ghavi sighed a little harshly. Now, without him asking Harry, he knew the answer.

Yep. Ghavi had been convinced from the beginning that his departure to Australia must have been due to Harry's interference. And that's true.

#Flashback

"You don't have to think about Mas Handy's life anymore, Vi. Maybe it's her choice."

Harry invites Ghavi to meet at the college's office after class. Now the two are sitting opposite at the table of the canteen near the window facing the security.

"I know you must be very disappointed and sad to have been treated so by my brother. Moreover, I see you're getting comfortable with him," continued Harry.

"I will make you stay away from her so as not to feel the prolonged heartache of seeing her with that crafty woman. I'll make sure my brother's sorry he wasted a girl like you."

"If there were no matchmaking, maybe I wouldn't be this sad, Mas" Ghavi said.

"I've tried so hard to accept it for my sake to my family, but here's the payoff. And damn you're right. I've been getting comfortable with her after almost eight months of getting to know her so closely."

"Then you have to get out of his life now. I'll do something for you. You'll see later. I'm sure you'll be happy to receive the news" Harry broke up while clasping Ghavi's hand.

#Flashback off

***

Handy and Vika's wedding ceremony went well. Although not attended by many invitations, but the event is quite crowded.

The relatives of the Om and Aunt Rudi families and invited guests seemed to still sit and chat even though the event had finished an hour ago.

Because, kinship and harmony are intertwined in the community is still very thick.

Ghavi, who was uncomfortable because he felt he was not a member of the family, preferred to separate himself in the back yard.

He sat in a gazebo surrounded by a pond of ornamental fish and ornamental plants that beautify the gazebo.

His gaze was lowered on the flat screen in his hand.

"I should have looked for one not to have met. It's hiding here."

A voice that Ghavi was familiar with disturbed him. His fingers stopped typing to hear the sound.

Slowly, Ghavi raised his face to look at the owner of the voice.

In front of him stood the figure of an adult man who was staring at him intensely.

The girl was fascinated to look at the face of a firm but handsome face that honestly very much missed her lately.

However, as soon as he recalled his betrayal and lies, Ghavi became resentful.

"From the moment I didn't see you. Even though you said you were from this afternoon," he said still with his intense gaze that made Ghavi feel embarrassed.

"I'm behind the same Mas Harry helping the Mother prepare the dish. Besides, it's not my show. So, I'm not obligated to attend, am I?!" ghavi replied a little too.

"It's not so, Vi. You were invited to the event. So it's only natural, right if I ask where you are?!"

"Sorry! I just couldn't see and attend an event that made me sad" Ghavi said.

Ghavi stood up and was about to leave the place but suddenly his steps came to a halt.

"Vi, wait!"

Handy prevented him from leaving by pulling Ghavi's hand suddenly.

" I'm sorry about this. I know I was wrong. I have hurt your heart and feelings. But this is not all my wish. Really am. I just feel responsible for my unintentional mistakes. Believe me!"

Handy clasped Ghavi's hand, which began to tremble.

"Wittingly or not, it's none of my business. All I know now is that Mas Handy already has a wife. Don't hurt him once in a while. Especially soon you will soon have children of your love."

"Vi, what should I explain it to you in what way?! It was all an accident. There are people who deliberately put drugs in my copier. I did it because of the influence of drugs, not because of love" Handy said, holding her tight and making Ghavi grimace in pain.

"But even so, there is your flesh blood that is growing in Mak Vika," said Ghavi.

"That's why I need to take responsibility. Please, Vi. Understand me. I'll end it once my son is born. Please be patient to wait for me."

"What kind of girl do you think I am?!" shouts Ghavi.

His tears had escaped sliding on his cheeks without being able to be dammed again.

"I'm not a person who likes to take someone else's property for my pleasure. I'm still sane for that."

Ghavi is still in trouble. His heart grew sick when Handy asked him to be patient to wait for her.

"But I don't love her, Vi. I've been in love with you for a long time. I've been honest with you for a long time, haven't I?! Even I've spoken to you many times because I know you still doubt me" Handy said.

"But my doubts are proven now" Ghavi said, holding onto Handy's wrist. There's pain there.

"Vi! Please understand" Pinta Handy.

"Just because I understand, I choose to withdraw. Let's just say there's no match between us. I've been trying to fulfill my family's will. So I'm not wrong, am I?! No sin, right?!" great-grandson Ghavi.

Handy felt more and more bothered to hear the last sentence of the girl in front of him. Regrets are getting worse. He has promised, but he denies it himself.

"Ehm!"

Deheman surprised both.

"Mas, you're looking for Mak Vika" Harry said.

Yep. The one who was puffing just now was Harry.

Harry had not been far from that place for a long time. He wants to meet Ghavi. However, he did not reach the gazebo, Harry saw Handy first approached Ghavi. Harry stopped and stood in a place slightly protected from the light of the lamp and listened to all the chatter of the two men.

Seeing Ghavi crying, his heart became unbearable. She finally gets out of her place and pretends that Vika is looking for her sister.

"Mas Harry!!"

Ghavi immediately hit Harry's hug as soon as he saw Harry coming.

Meanwhile, Handy felt hurt and jealous because the girl she loved now actually hugged her sister. And unfortunately, Handy saw his sister welcomed Ghavi's embrace warmly and soothingly.

It was evident that Ghavi's cries stopped as Harry hugged and stroked his hair to calm him down.

With both hands clenched, Handy finally left the place in anger. Angry at who? And angry for what? Only he himself knows.

What is clear is that his face now looks hardened when he enters his room.

Without caring for Vika who kept calling him, Handy snatched the car keys and darted away from her parents' residence.

***