Go Home to Revenge
2. Go home

Eight years later ...

In a room in a skyscraper, sits a busy woman in front of a laptop.

"Dir, here's the financial statement you asked for" said someone who had just walked into the room.

"Thank you, just put it on the table. I'll check it out later," replied Dira who now serves as deputy director at a company.

"There's a board meeting in a few hours, I hope you don't forget." Tia reminded because the boss who had considered him as a friend often forget the time when it was in front of his laptop.

Dira glanced at the clock in his hand. "I'll finish this first. After that I'll go straight to the meeting room."

"Okay," Tia replied, the assistant then rushed out of the room.

Dira's not done doing her job yet, her phone rings. Dira glanced briefly at the phone screen, looking at the name listed there. "Mother?" muttered. Soon he stopped his job. There is no reason for Dira not to answer the phone of the most meritorious person in her life, even though their relationship is not so close.

"Hello Mother .. "greet Dira.

"Hello Dira, how are you, son?"

"Good Mom, what's the matter with you calling me this late in the day?" ask Dira. Not usually his mother called during the day because she knew daylight was the time for Dira to work.

"Mother just misses you Dira. How many months have we not met? Mom's old, sick. Don't you want to go home and accompany mom to spend her old age?" ask Narti on the other end of the phone.

It had been eight years since Dira graduated High School, she had never set foot in her hometown. Bad memories of her teenage years were so imprinted in her memory that they left deep scratches in her heart that she refused to return to the city.

After graduating High School, Dira got a scholarship to continue studying outside the city, coincidentally after graduating from college Dira immediately got a job in the city until Dira settled until now without wanting to return to his hometown.

But that doesn't mean Dira forgot her mother. Every month he sent money to his mother. In fact, he also sent money to renovate the house so that their simple house became a pretty luxurious house. Not enough to get there, Dira also paid people to work at her mother's house as well as being friends for her mother. Dira was never willing to return to the city he thought was full of painful memories.

"Then I'll send you a plane ticket. You can follow me here" replied Dira. Whenever her mother said kangen, Dira would send her a plane ticket and ask her mother to come to the city where she lives now. Dira repeatedly asks her mother to stay with her but she always refuses because she chooses to spend her old age in her homeland.

"Mom is tired if you have to travel far. It feels like the mother's body is not strong if you have to sit on the plane for too long. You're the only one who came home here. Didn't you miss your school friends first? Non Selvi and Rieke?"

The kangen? Dira tries desperately to forget them, but her mother always talks about them and makes Dira remember them.

"Go home, I will be very happy if I can see you goods a day or two," said Narti expectantly.

"I'll try mom, I'll let you know. I'm sorry mom, I have a meeting right now, so I'm gonna hang up."

"Yes, son, I understand." Dira hangs up the phone and goes to the meeting room.

Two hours later...

"Maybe it's time to come back. At least I can show them that I'm not the poor prick like they used to shout at me" murmured Dira reassuring herself.

Dira really does not want to return to the city even to just visit it he does not want. But for the sake of work he will do it because Dira loves his job very much. For Dira now, work is the most important thing in her life because by working she can make money to improve her life and the life of her mother.

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The car that delivered Dira stopped right in front of the house that looked a bit unfamiliar to Dira. Long Dira looked at the house, the house he had left for years. The once simple house now looks luxurious and all thanks to his hard work. Dira continued to sculpt, until finally the driver who delivered him called him.

"Bu Dira, has arrived" said the driver who drove Dira.

"Eh ... Yes Sir. Thanks though. Tomorrow please pick me up here at half-eight, sir" Dira told the driver who was the driver of his company.

"Okay, Miss Dira" replied the driver kindly.

Then Dira got out of the car while the driver helped lift Dira's luggage.

"Dira ... ?!!!" peekik Narti who suddenly opened the door of the house. "You're home, son?! Finally .... "he said he did not believe.

Dira immediately ran to hug the mother while holding back her tears. After eight years he finally returned home again not because of his mother's request, but because of the company's decision.

Her night...

Dira with Narti was spending time together in the living room. All of Dira's belongings have been arranged in her room by the maid so that now Dira can relax with her mother. Dira's relationship with her mother is not so close because her mother has always compared her to Selvi, her employer's son. Dira never hated her mother.

"Some time ago mom met Non Selvi. He asked how you were doing, Dira," said Narti, starting the conversation.

Dira's ears immediately hot just hearing his name. All this time he never wanted to know what happened to Selvi and the others. Dira always closes his eyes and ears tightly for something related to his High School friends especially Selvi and Rieke. But every time he met his mother, always the names Selvi and Rieke he mentioned. Usually Dira immediately switched the subject if his mother began to mention the names of the two women.

"Mother is no longer working in her home, so stop calling her Non Selvi," Dira replied flatly.

"He already had a girlfriend, a businessman. They will be engaged soon" continued Narti without noticing the change in the look on his daughter's face and ignoring Dira's words so as not to mention Selvi with the frills of "Non" again. "Thankfully Non Selvi, born to a rich family, her face is beautiful, kind enough to be a good-looking and well-established man."

Dira's ears grew hotter hearing his mother's words. How can Selvi live seamlessly after what she did to him. He should be suffering now because he got back for what he did first, but in fact he is fine.

"Then what about Rieke?" tanya Dira who ended up curious about the people who used to bully her. To Dira, they were all unworthy of being called friends. But because his mother had been talking about them since then, Dira was hooked.

"Rieke opened a restaurant. It seems his business was also successful because the people said his restaurant was always crowded with visitors" explained Narti. Dira doesn't like to hear it. Dira feels unacceptable hearing people who used to be evil to him can move on with their lives easily while Dira continues to be haunted by shame and heartache for the rest of her life. Even the bully that he received first often made him experience nightmares to insomnia.

"They're your best friends Dira, when you don't know how they are? Didn't you guys call each other?" tanya Narti who still thinks that Selvi and Rieke are friends of Dira. "Meet Non Selvi and Rieke. They must be happy to see you."