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..."Pain does not mean just ordinary pain, maybe you know that pain is a lot of explanation. And when you feel that pain continuously, it will be tired by itself and fight back, so that the pain no longer makes you hurt."...

...Adhistha Agattha's...

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In the morning, Dhita woke up in the morning blind and immediately rushed away from the hospital, somehow to his destination. He didn't know he just wanted to go as far away from this city.

Dhita just wants to disappear from her job as well as the people who are currently looking for her.

***

A few days passed, now Dhita is running her work ship. Because a lot of family members of patients to the hospital make the RS atmosphere crowded but still limited.

Dhita is currently visiting several inpatient rooms that she must check the health and development of her patients there. This is where Dhita is now in the hospital room of one of the small children who have advanced leukemia cancer.

Dhita has never let out her sweet smile in front of a small child who at all times her body condition always decreases drastically.

"Hello Tia's. How are you doing now?" Dhita asked the little girl was friendly because she was a little close to the little girl.

"Now, pretty brother." The girl replied with a cheerful smile when Dhita came to her room.

"Wahhh, but still a lot of rest and do not go carelessly. Promise?" This time Dhita brandished her little finger making a pact to the girl named Tia.

"It's a promise." He said while linking his little finger to Dhita's pinky finger enthusiastically.

"Okey, now you check your condition first." He said to Tia while taking out his stethoscope to check the body of the little girl in front of him.

After finishing checking Tia's body, Dhita went straight to the front of the bed in the hospital room to retrieve Tia's developmental data attached there.

Dhita was surprised by the results. How can it get worse. But Dhita can still hide her shock so that Tia does not need to worry or give up in living her life. Dhita always supports Tia not to give up on her optimistic words.

Dhita has always been like that but she does not understand herself that she should give her optimistic words herself, instead shackling herself and also her freedom just to get rid of her guilt, she said, also the wishes of his parents who may look selfish and only attach importance to his two children, not with Dhita here.

Actually every night he just cried in a dark room without the slightest lighting and woke up in the morning like an undead who had no spirit of life anymore.

"How is Big Brother pretty? Good result?" Tia smiled at the beautiful smile that wanted to listen to her health.

"Good result. So a lot of rest, don't leave the room except with the nurse, okay." Dhita also explained it briefly and also his true smile even though in every sentence it was just a small lie that had a big impact later.

Tia's face instantly shone upon hearing Dhita's words and enthusiastically nodded quickly.

Dhita looks a little grim but can still behave professionally like a robot that works with a stiff expression but can still sound fine.

After this Dhita will only check one room hospitalization again and after that his working hours are over. Dhita goes through it quickly so that he quickly gets out of this demon cage.

But before he had time to go to the inpatient room was not accidentally there was someone who hit him but the person who hit him earlier who actually fell.

"Have no eyes, Lo!!! So the doctor is hesitating." Sent the man with passionate emotions.

"Dam!!! Lo mute?! Answer it!!! It's stupid to keep Hah!!" Snapping a nonsensical person is like a madman, right.

'He who was hit by him who sewot sih' inner Dhita when the person in front of him was even nagging him unclear.

Dhita who got it just silently accepted all the mockery without replying or feeling guilty at all, anyway if the monkey is not on the fishing line later so Dugong.

Dhita just listened and felt the time wasted Dhita immediately cut the sentence of the person in front of him without the slightest words that only made him increasingly not want to do his last task.

"Have finished? If you'll excuse me." Dhita bent a little over her body then passed leaving the woman whose mouth was like a trumpet lacking oil.

"Lo..." Not yet he berated Dhita again immediately silenced because it was noticed by people who walked in the corridor of the RS.

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Finally Dhita's work ship ended when the clock showed exactly at five in the afternoon. Every day he has a different zodiac sign because today he ships at night so the return at five o'clock if the morning ship might be home longer than this.

Dhita packed her things into a bag. Suddenly the door of his room opened and someone was standing there and looking at him.

"You home?" Ask someone by looking at Dhita's hand and also Dhita's suit that has been hanging neatly.

Dhita nodded then walked towards the door. When he wanted to go through the door, the person who was still near the door blocked his hand.

"Don't forget you're going to the seminar next month!" Galang who was still blocking Dhita's hand looked at her intensely it made Dhita feel uncomfortable.

"Hmmm..." Dhita murmured as her hands felt a bit of cold sweat resisting the unpleasant turmoil and also the appearance of shadow splashes.

"You know my hands are gone Gal." Dhita continued without wanting to make his time wasted any longer.

The more he was inside this sphere the easier it was to fall helpless. Dhita had to leave this place before her heart again felt pain.

Galang still did not release Dhita's hand directly Dhita jolt his hand which was blocked by Galang to escape and leave his room without feeling guilty.

Actually Dhita is not too concerned about anything but because at this time he is not okay. Dhita currently lives in a private penthouse because since a few months ago it has been completed in renovation. Chose to be alone in there just so he can't hear the news about those people anymore.

Dhita runs her car fast enough so she can get back to her penthouse faster, because the longer she holds it the more she feels she is useless in anyone's eyes.

Arriving at the parking lot Dhita immediately parked it and walked into the building which is where the penthouse is located. Dhita enters the elevator and hits number 33 which is the tallest floor in the building.

This is APT A.G.T Crop building. That is the branch of the apartment building that is sold per place in Indonesia.

Dhita entered her house quietly. He likes to be lonely from the crowd. Because loneliness always represents his empty soul.

Dhita went straight into her room. Doing the routine is a bath, after that cook a little food to block his stomach that has been asked to fill.

Dhita take his needs before the shower then, entering the bathroom complete with bathtub, also shower and do not forget to walk in closet which is directly connected to the bathroom. But Dhita used to bring her clothes before bathing so walk in closet was rarely used after bathing.

If there is a need to go out, for example, he will rarely take a shower and only wear new clothes, do not forget he takes a perfume bath so that people do not know if he is lazy to shower. That happens when there is a sudden and lazy event to take a morning shower.

After finishing the bath, already fully dressed Dhita went straight to the kitchen set complete with her attributes. Dhita opens the top cupboard and finds instant noodles. Dhita cooked it.

During his stay alone he rarely ate the food he made himself preferring to eat out. At home, there are only fruits available.

Not long after the noodles that Dhita boiled finally matured. Dhita also serves it in a dish that he has taken and then makes complementary spices do not forget to mix vegetables, stay in the meal deh. Dhita ate it without being disturbed at all.

After finishing eating his food, Dhita washed the dirty dishes and then intended to go to the balcony to see the stars up there that are so shining tonight.

Dhita opened the balcony door suddenly a strong wind blew on her face and also her hair was slightly fluttered by the wind. Before going out to the balcony Dhita went into his room to take a blanket so as not to get cold later on the balcony.

After what he wanted, he took Dhita and wrapped herself in a balcony chair that had been available there for a long time.

Suddenly the phone rang. Because Dhita was cool to enjoy the view that was presented in front of his eyes he did not see the contents of the message or moved in to take his phone on the dining table.

Trings...

Randi Ka

"There's time? Can we meet?"

...****************...

Such is the contents of the message entered on Dhita's phone.Jam has shown at seven o'clock at night. Dhita still looked at the beautiful night sky from that height.

Somehow suddenly the shadow about the events in those days came without Dhita want.

***

FLASHBACKS

15 Years ago....

That morning Dhita woke up with a glowing face as she recalled her brother's promise yesterday which they both agreed to.

Dhita immediately jumped from her bed running towards the bathroom to take a shower, as she wanted to wake her brother who usually does not remember the time at all.

It didn't take long for Dhita to take a shower and now she has fully dressed. Dhita just ran to her brother's room which is not far from her room.

Dhita did not knock on her sister's room door and entered without her permission. That's how Dhita did to her brother first.

Dhita who has a super jail level so she immediately settles up on her brother's mattress and stands there, then....

1...

2...

"SILLY!!! PLAY!!!.. PLAY!!!... PLAY!!!..." Shouted Dhita while jumping on her brother's mattress and make the owner of the mattress wake up with a pillow face. Without feeling guilty immediately jumped down from the mattress and stood on the side of the mattress that was not used by her brother.

1... 2... 3...

There will be someone chasing after Dhita after this.

"Ohimera..." Pekik Veren with a void face that still looks his flowing iler.

Dhita who was ready to escape was immediately jumped and Jambur from inside his brother's room, they both ended up with a chase.

"S-stop Brother!" With stammered Dhita who ran out of air supply as a result of running away from her brother, she chose to stop.

Veren stopped right next to his sister. Because of his stamina for the romp with his sister is only a little effect because he is a boy.

"Who told you to." He said while rubbing Dhita's hair with affection.

"Oh!" Dhita pecked at her brother while puffing her cheeks and throwing her face in the opposite direction.

"Haha...." Veren's laughter broke, making Dhita who had been clucking turn to face Veren then hit Veren's shoulder slowly while widening her eyes towards Veren who did not immediately mock him with her laughter.

Dhita who saw the shadows spinning like a broken cassette inside Dhita's head.

Suddenly...

FLASHBACK END

***

Cringgg....

Cringgg...

Cringgg...

The sound of an alarm built Dhita this morning.

Haaah... Huh... Huh..

Dhita awoke with tears streaming down from her eyes. How not, he remembered the incident where he should not be too close to his brother or choose to make a distance with him rather than make it like that.

The accident that befell his brother first, his memory of the events that he passed with him made Dhita's chest like pierced by a sharp object that was pressed very strongly and sprinkled with salt that made it very, very painful.

Dhita was crying deeply, silent as she could not go to work later because her eyes were swollen perfectly.

Dhita decided not to go to work first for today. He's tired. Tired of facing all his problems, tired of having to try to be okay, tired of being ignored. Dmitry is tired of everything.

Choosing to sleep all day or rather rest his mind, but unfortunately the memories revolve every time Dhita daydreams or closes her eyes.

It's been more than 15 years since Dhita held all that. And it has been 15 years that Dhita has not met or met them at all. Dhita always commute from America but never once visited them there. For whatever reason he visited them while they never met or visited him when he was not well.

At this moment Dhita curled up on the bed spilling all the tightness in her chest that was bursting unbearably anymore. Since the incident a few days ago when the news challenged the Mizathan family who became the 15th wealth resident in America news about it was heard all the way to Indonesia.

How the world always turns. And Dhita remained in Indonesia while his job as a businessman he left to his personal secretary and assistant in America.

The more Dhita wants to see them, the more she wants Dhita to avoid her. Dhita is sick they always get the news but pretend to close their ears. Maybe he doesn't deserve to be in that family.

Dhita tries to avoid it, but time always brings together those who are like people who do not know each other. False smiles were always imprinted on their faces at each other.

The more Dhita refrains from accompanying them, the greater the pain of memories that make Dhita unable to meet them.

Dhita is still crying. Crying did not make Dhita relieved but only briefly endured the pain that at all times made her what she is today. Crying, crying and crying.

...***...

A man was descending from his private jet at an international airport in Jakarta. The man wearing black clothes did not forget the sunglasses perched on his pointed nose, adding to the cool impression of the man.

Walk quickly through the door to the airport lobby. Next to him was a man dressed in formal attire explaining some of the work he would have to research later.

A few days ago the man was on the phone by someone and told him to come here. Yes, Indonesia. Now more precisely he is at Soekarno-Hatta international airport, Jakarta. Walk towards the parking lot taking his fancy sports car. He does not like to wait or have to wait for his men to bring his car.

The person next to him got into the car. Yeah, that's the guy's personal assistant. Reza-assistant personal as well as a distant relative of Astra.

Who does not know ASTRA DEVANDRA THE SON of entrepreneurs who dabble in the dark world of business people who use evil tricks so that his company becomes more and more of a company that wants to compete with him.

His sharp gaze, and haughty attitude made Astra called Devil Cold. Now he is in an apartment building that he has bought from a businessman out there who has an apartment building branch in Indonesia.

"Okay, it's just the two of us here, so you can use that non-formal language, Rez." He stepped in and sat on the living room sofa.

Yes, one day after he bought this apartment Astra has renovated some parts that he will often use.

Reza who was originally standing next to Astra constantly looked down and changed the look on his face in an instant.

"Filuha... You make a cave into a shucks mannequin." Putting out all the grunts in his head in flames.

Astra looked at Reza and looked straight ahead. I don't know what he thought but it makes Reza feel disturbed because it did not get a response from Astra.

Still using his glasses Astra was sitting without being disturbed due to Reza who had occupied the seat next to him unnaturally.

Reza or rather Astra's cousin often follows Astra wherever he becomes a mastermind of the problem he does as long as he gets the money. Because money can buy everything in this world, but it cannot buy the time that has passed.

Reza who was looking at Astra immediately patted her shoulder to regain consciousness from her daydream.

"What the hell do you think?" Reza asked curious because since he knew Astra from childhood. The man rarely shows his emotions or thoughts about anything. Always show it by behaving or expressing it with eye movements, as well as hands and feet.

Astra just turned her head and returned to focus on looking forward to what she saw.

Astra opened her glasses, facing Reza without any intention of revealing her head. But he remembered something.

"I want you to find out about the boy named Adhistha Agattha, I want tomorrow to be in front of me." Astra said haughtily then stood up and dragged her suitcase towards a room not far from there.

'Turn back to the nih stone child.' Inner Reza felt that Astra was still Astra who could not be touched at all.

Reza immediately called one of the men from Astra who were around where they were. Yes, they brought some Astra men from the mafia organization that always develops out there.

Reza had the men find out who and what made his cousin really want to know for himself the person who made him curious to not want to open something he was hiding.

Astra's uncles told him to follow and accompany Astra whenever and wherever Astra is currently. Inevitably Reza had to intervene.

...***...

Dhita was in the kitchen set at the penthouse. Now Dhita is cooking a simple meal, namely beef fried rice.

Cooking suddenly his phone rang again.

Ting...

Dhita opened it and filled it.

081xxxxxxxxx

"Do you have time?"

"Can we meet?"

"This is brother, Dhis! Don't ignore brother."

"..."

"..."

Such is the content of the incoming message that makes Dhita not okay.

Dhita who had not finished reading it immediately stepped back and sat on the floor while removing the water that he could not stand.

Dhita folded both her knees and hid her face in the folds of her hands.

He did not want to see or know the news anymore. Dhita does not want.

The beginning of everything changed when his memory of his other brother, making him more sick because his brother hanay silent when he was beaten with rattan and also slapped by his own mother.

It felt like a sword was striking it from two directions.

Now the day starts towards noon but the cry Dhita still has not stopped but has begun to subside.

Yet his heart still ached when recalling the events of that time, to the point that he was no longer able to endure at this point constantly.