When Married?

When Married?
The KM Part 78


Sastra drove his car to the hills, then he parked it not far from a cemetery area. He walked into the cemetery then stood in front of one of the tombstones and put a bouquet of white roses that he bought, on the tomb was inscribed the name Marissa Narendra.


"It's me, I'm bringing you your favorite white roses, do you still like them?" Literature grinned bitterly.


"Thank you for coming into my dream, I'm so happy. Looks like it's time I dumped my hatred on Papa. Maybe Papa feels just like me now, haunted by the endless guilt of hurting the people we love. Please take care of my son, I miss you, I go Mom."


*****


A black car entered the main residence gate of the Prawira family.


"Welcome back to the Literature Den's house." Bik Isah welcomes Literature at the door.


"Where's Bik?"


"The big master is having an event at the city hall, the afternoon will only come back," said bik Isah.


"Yes, I want to rest in my room, from today I will stay here again. Please tell the other waiter to pick up my suitcase in the trunk and take it straight to my room." Literature immediately entered his house towards his room on the second floor.


"Good Den."


The old woman smiled. "Great master must be very happy, finally Den Sastra wants to go home, thank God, hopefully this family can be reunited without being divided again." Bik Isah muttered to himself so pleased with the return of Literature.


Literature opened the door of her room and went inside. It has been years but everything is still the same as before, the items are neatly arranged and maintained, it seems like the servants in this house cleaned his room regularly.


*****


Tonight the father and son were sitting together in the garden beside the house while enjoying the steaming tea.


"Sas, Papa is so happy that you're finally back home son."


"It's time for me to come back here, Pa." Literature stood up and stepped closer to his father and rested before him.


"I'm sorry Pa Literature, forgive all my mistakes and hatred for Papa" he said softly.


"Sas, you're not wrong no matter what, son, everything is Papa's fault." The head of the child.


"Pa, do I still deserve to be forgiven?"


"Why are you talking so son, what is it exactly?" Arya Prawira looked at her concerned son who currently looked fragile.


"I've hurt and hurt people who mean so much in my life, because my past disappointments made the monsters in me come out and I've broken the heart of someone I love so much, now he's gone somewhere. Help me, Pa, how do I get him to forgive me?"Literature shed her tears.


His youngest son was in his arms. "You're like this is it because of Papa's past mistakes, son? forgive Papa who ignored you back then and made a wound in your heart. You have to find him, son, Papa will help, find him and apologize properly while the opportunity arises, don't be like Papa who is late to realize everything. When Papa realized your Mama was no more in this world and only deep remorse remained."


What a heartwarming sight to see father and son embracing each other unleashed all ego, revenge and hatred. The two have now made peace with their past, they will meet the future by strengthening and supporting each other as a whole family.