NOT PERPETRATORS

NOT PERPETRATORS
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Me and Fania immediately slid towards the house of Mr. Ahmad—kakek Arka. After covering a distance of several kilometers, we also arrived at Ahmad's house. I got out of the car, followed by Fania who was trailing behind me.


Knock on the door of the house.


"Assalamualaikum," I said.


Not long after the door was opened. Ms. Ahmad—nek Arka— who opened the door.


"Waalaikumsalam" he answered.


"Mother, how are you?" I kissed the back of his hand.


"Alhamdulillah, fine. How are you, Ima?"


"Mother is good too, Mommy?" my answer. "How's dad doing?"


"It's getting better."


"Auntie." Fania extended her hand, kissing the back of her hand.


"Eh, son Fania, huh?"


"Yes, Aunt."


"Come, come in first?" take mom.


"No need, Mother. Maybe next time, huh? I just want to pick up Arka."


"the arka? Bastian didn't tell you, did he? She just picked Arka up to sleep in her house" explained the mother.


Arka in Bastian's mas house? Didn't Fania say that Bastian and Bella were at Rudi's restaurant?


"When did Arka pick her up, Mom?" my many.


"Must. Bastian was the same Bella who picked up Arka, "mom replied.


"Oh, okay. Well, then, excuse us, would you, ma'am?"


Me and Fania took a break to go home. We got in the car immediately. And leave mother's house.


In the middle of the journey, suddenly, I thought of Arka again. I don't know why I miss him so much. Just last night I didn't meet. And my gut tells me to pick up Arka.


"Imania, why daydream?"


Fania's voice broke my daydream. "Ec ... Fania. We're going to Bastian's house, yuk!"


"Why do I want to go there. Let's turn the road!"


"Yes, okay!"


Fania turned her car around. And then it went straight to Bastian's mas house. I haven't seen Arka in a day. It's only natural that I worry about it. But ... Why did Bastian invite Arka to live there? I'm worried, Bella can't take Arka well. Especially ... Bella is pregnant.


Not long after, we arrived in front of Bastian's house. We went down and walked to the door of the house. How surprised, when I was about to knock on the door, suddenly a noise came from inside the house.


"I don't want your son to sleep here!"


"Abel! Arka is my son! If you can accept me, then you should also be able to accept Arka!"


"Mas! He is your son, not mine! I can't think of him as my own son! You know, right? I'm pregnant! This is our son! Don't stress me out! The doctor said it, right? So I don't stress! It can affect the development of my baby!"


Fania and I were both shocked to hear their argument. I didn't expect Bella to say that. However, why did not Arka sound at all? Is Arka asleep?


"Abel! Why did you become like this? You changed! You're not like the Abel I used to know!"


"You changed, Mom! You're selfish! Never thought about my feelings! I'm pregnant, Mom! Can you understand? I want to be appreciated a little!"


Bella's voice sounded raucous. Then came the cry of Bella.


"When do I not appreciate you? I always appreciated you. In fact, for the sake of respecting you, to the extent that I subordinate Imania. I chose you, and willingly left my wife!"


"Oh, so you married me for being forced?"


"Abel, I didn't say that!"


The sound of Bella's sobbing was getting clearer. I hesitated to knock on the door, and they were making a noise. Do they often make noise like this? Or is it because of the Ark? Oh, where's Arka? Why did I not hear his voice at all?


"Abel, relax! It's not good for your health and that of our children. You have to be able to control your emotions."


"If you want me to calm down, get your son out of here. Now!"


"good. I'll take her home!"


Fania and I looked at each other. Mas Bastian will take Arka home. So ... I better get out of here. Fania understood, we immediately moved from the terrace of this house. However, when we just stepped up, suddenly the door of the house opened.


Fania and I looked at the door at the same time. Mas Bastian was already standing looking at us with shocked eyes. Eyes as surprised as we are. While Arka seemed to be beside him, struggling in the arms of Bastian mas.


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