YOU BETTER MISS?
PROLOGUES
Life is not as beautiful as a dream, but what we live is not a bad thing. Dhita wants to live like other normal girls. Like being loved, cared for, or given a gift when he has a birthday.
Dhita just wants her family, not the others. Unfortunately, all of this will never come true. Dhita has long wanted to have a family that loves him, in fact, Dhita was thrown away like something that was used up and after being useless was thrown away.
Dhita's perfect life is shattered when an accident that leaves her brother bedridden in a hospital leaves the family fractured. The traumatized Dhita is further tormented when her brother is being treated in a critical hospital and Dhita is mistreated by his parents, and after that in staying go abroad to accompany her sister's treatment out there.
Dhita could only cry at that time until she was 24 years old. Her life is still haunted by trauma that turns into a phobia that interferes with Dhita's life.
One day, Dhita meets a man who will be her co-worker. Who would have thought that the man was a mobster who disguised himself for whatever purpose, that man must have changed Dhita's life.
Does the man want to harm him or is he the one who is destined to help Dhita?
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..." I wish I could be like a shining star and adorn the beautiful night sky. A light that will never be consumed by time. Always there and always waiting for when he's seen."...
...Adhista Agattha...
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My name is Adhista Agattha. At 24 years old, he works as a surgeon at the largest private hospital in Jakarta. Living and growing in Indonesia. S2's last education in Chicago, America.
Since the age of 9 years Dhita was dumped by his own family. Living and growing up with his grandparents in a village in Padang. Living by struggling to eat and drink everyday makes Dhita know the weight of living in this world.
Heavy days according to everyone can pass Dhita with friends who are always there for her. Dhita had even fallen and almost ended his life, but who would have thought his friends helped Dhita rise.
His friends also have imperfect families like most people. Naura, the only child and second granddaughter of a wealthy family in Jakarta. Alea, also known as Alveira, is the son of a famous British businessman who was born from an unwanted relationship. Maeran, the son of a gambler who was in debt and often got violent as a child.
They make friends not because they have complicated life problems but both need friends who are able to accompany each other in hard and happy.
Today is the weekend of umpteenth time. They gathered the cafe like a coffeshope located in the Mall Islan City area in the North, Jakarta.
They gathered at one table enjoying their meal. They engage in a conversation that is enough to make them express their energy. What else if it's not their jokes that are interesting enough.
"Oh, tired from that laugh mulu. Eat yuk from earlier we have not ordered loh." Maera, who felt that there was less direct opening the other conversation as a diversion because they had been there for almost an hour but had not ordered anything.
"Yes. I'm hungry, eat yuk!" Naura invites Dhita and others also because her stomach has asked to be refilled after tired of laughing due to jokes from her friends and herself.
"Have you heard no news lately in America?" Alea asked after ordering the food.
Dhita who heard the name of the country as well as the continent immediately stiffened in place.
"What news don't ngibul lu Lea." Cut off Dhita before the others ask anything more. Alea who saw the response from Dhita only snorted bitterly because it was said to be ngibul by Dhita.
"Am I curious about Le?" Naura asked without looking at Dhita who was already hot cold when they gathered instead discussing about the thing that Dhita did not want to remember anymore let alone call it with her own mouth like she did not want to at all.
Naura was indeed an insensitive person among them.
"Not to." Alea did not tell the news he had heard from people he had met.
Frenzied news about the Mizathan Crop company that turned into M.Z.N Group that made hot news throughout this week. Alea works as a model in an agency that houses entrepreneurs who want to market their brands.
Because some time ago Alea got a royal job at an agency in the United States that made her hear television news that she might rarely see.
"Come on... I'm curious. Plisss... story Lea!!!" Naura whined like a child who lost a toy.
The one who saw Naura's behavior was just laughing, inversely proportional to Dhita who started to tense up on the spot. Dhita does not want to hear anything about her parents or who can be said not her parents but foreigners who have been living with her.
Dhita has not met those people for a long time but the news cannot be Dhita. Dhita has been very, very unwilling to hear or know any news about her family, ah not the stranger.
Dhita, who did not want to hear the conversation, chose to leave them at the table.
"Gue permission to go to the toilet first because it's kebelet." Dhita got up from the table before getting answers from her friends.
Others saw Dhita's back away feeling pity due to the news that he did not want to even relate to the family of their best friend.
"You guys. Look at the Dhita... Go away." Maera who feels a little bad even becomes pity, because of the relationship between parents and children who are estranged between Dhita and her family.
If Maera is in that position Mae will go as far as possible without even approaching her family again because it is better to endure the pain than to have to accept the pain again.
Dhita lives under the economic conditions because he is not a son or grandson of a businessman or anything else, while his friends are one of the children of entrepreneurs and also the grandchildren of famous entrepreneurs.
But Maera is grateful to have a mother who is so loving and always attaches great importance to her happiness. Her friends also want to have a mother like her mother.
"I followed Dhita first. Order first me and Dhita will follow." Maera follows Dhita who has disappeared into the toilet.
Naura and Alea just looked at each other. They feel that something is strange.
Yes, it is that you are not sensitive. Dhita is sick, sick from hearing you talk about what happened on the news. Naura, who was acting like a child, became quiet and exchanged glances facing the toilet and Alea.
After getting into the toilet and not finding Dhita anywhere. Suddenly his eyes saw one of Maera's closed rooms approach the door and knock slowly.
"Dhis, are you inside?" Maera asked the person who was in the room. Maybe it was Dhita.
But after that question, there was no answer from the person inside. Maera just waited until the person in the room came out.
Maera knew what it was like, her other friends should also know why Dhita's nature changed after hearing about the people.
Dhita remained silent without any intention of opening the door of the toilet. Dhita still feels at home locked himself in there even though it has been ten minutes Maera waited there.
"Dhis, come on out! They probably don't know that you can't accept those people." Dhita who heard that remark was back upset. "What do you make clear that they remain the material of the people who made me hurt until now try Ma." Dhita really can't stand this talk anymore.
Dhita chooses to get out of the room and then approached Maera who is still loyal there while waiting for Dhita.
"Gue knew how Lo was, but they kind of forgot that the person they were talking about was my parents. One is so innocent don't know anything and the other is a troublemaker." He said while trying to keep his voice down so as not to yell at Maera.
"I understand, Dhis. But this time just do not disturb our meet time. Come onl... Dhis. Okay" said Maera, knocking her index finger and thumb to form the letter O.
Dhita who was already at the limit of his patience could not imagine how much longer he would have to endure and just stand where he is today. Silence without taking any action.
Life is so sickening, isn't it! If possible Dhita hopes to have a whole family without having this burden again.
"Hash." Dengus Dhita while rubbing her front hair chose to temper her emotions for now.
"Yes. I followed, you first." sergeant Dhita passed Maera to the sink next to the toilet cubicle he entered earlier.
"Yes, I'm ahead first. Watch out don't run away!" Maera's sweat on Dhita whose face began to bend like flour has not been made.
"Hmmm..." The one who was still standing there washes his hands.
After feeling Maera go Dhita turned around and leaned her back to the edge of the sink.
Haaa...
Dhita breathed a long breath. He is frustrated with people who always talk about that, that and that. Dhita doesn't have as much patience as she used to.
'What are the origins do not about those people.' Dhita's inner riled up when a fellow shadow in the past reappeared.
Papah's laughing face, the face of the mother who is always beautiful to her second brother who is nosy, and her first brother who acts like a duck. Makes Dhita very, very eager to remove the shadows of the past.
'What must be like this.' inner Dhita again who began to resign. He went out from there to the table he had previously occupied.
Sometimes they feel that this friendship is fake. Everything he saw was just an illusion even to the point that Dhita did not want to be in the middle of this friendship.
Arriving at the table Dhita immediately ordered food do not forget to put a thin smile so that he looks fine.
After finishing ordering Dhita food was questioned by Alea.
"Well, how long in the toilet? Your pup?" Alea asked directly frontal dong.
"No. The cave got a call from the hospital to get there." Dhita lied because she did not want Alea to feel sorry for her.
Alea was only ooh ria after getting an answer from Dhita. Not long after the food came to their table. They also ate the food without the slightest sound of enjoying the food they ate.
After they finished, oh does not mean Dhita was immediately allowed to go home first because he wanted to rest his body. His patience was thin so inevitably he had to gather his patience again in his comfortable home.