I'M MAKING YOU SORRY
CHAPTER 23. BAD MEMORIES YOU WANT TO FORGET

"Do you know Ronald?" Richard asked back. He then drank after he had stopped. Hearing Ronald's name, he remembered a woman he hated so much.

"Who doesn't know Ronald? The grandson of a wealthy businessman, Mr. Edwin. Everyone in Indonesia knows, too" Mila replied diplomatically.

"I'm allergic to hearing that name. Since the arrival of Ronald's mother, my mother's life has been ruined. Papa cheated on that cunning woman! Even to the point of having a kid named Ronald!"

"They married siri. And they both came to Grandpa to ask for his blessing. Of course Grandpa refused. But Papa, by trickery, managed to get my mother to sign a letter of approval for Papa to get married again officially. Mama was brought to justice without justice. Much has been sacrificed by my mother. Mama converted to WNI, converted to Islam, and left her brilliant career in London" Richard sighed.

"My mom's been depressed since Papa's betrayal! My mom's coming home to St. Ives was forcefully picked up by Uncle. Uncle can't bear to see his brother crazy because of the man named Brian!" there was a tinge of anger from Richard's voice.

Papa and his son are the same! Cheating and hurting his legal wife! Except Richard! - muttered Mila in heart.

"You didn't come when your grandfather died, either?" ask Mila.

"I'm not ready to meet Papa. I still get angry and hate him. His treatment of me when Mama died was very unfair. He treated me like I was an unexpected child. Papa used to love me so much. Papa's new wife is always pumping Papa by slandering me for mischief. I was a little girl did not know about adult matters so my stepmom months to torture my inner self. Fortunately, there was Grandpa who protected me and defended me. If there's no Grandpa don't know what happened to me."

Miles listened to Richard's story.

Aye! Grandpa Edwin also protected me when he was alive. After Grandfather died, there was no one to protect me anymore - the inner Mila

"Actually after I grew up, I understood the problem between my mother and Papa. That's why I'm mad at Grandpa. Because Grandpa didn't act firmly on my Papa back then. My Papa's heart disease is the reason Grandpa is not hard on Papa. He even let the cunning woman named Jeny take my Mama's place."

"Therefore you went to England?" ask Mila.

"Yes. I'm tired of them. I can live for myself. I can work in the company until the current position with my own efforts, without interference Papa or Grandpa."

"Are you not going to take away your rights? According to what I heard, you got a legacy from your grandfather," Mila wanted to know.

"I don't need it right now. But one day, I want to build my own company, I'll take my rights. But I will wait for the right time" replied Richard.

"By the way, your face seems to resemble almost everything to your Mama. You look really bule! Mr. Brian looks crossbreed. But I don't know why if Ronald, doesn't look crazy huh? Your father is of English descent. Surely there is British blood flowing in his body" said Mila.

"Maybe he's not my Papa's son! My father was too stupid to trust that woman!" answer Richard cynically.

The deg!

Could be! Wait ...., is Susy also pregnant with another boy huh? Mama Jeny and Susy are both crafty women!

"Your mother is buried in St. Ives huh?" ask Mila.

"Yes. I'll go there if I miss Mama. According to my uncle's story, Mama died from self-harm. My mom is in a state of severe depression. Uncle was late to bring Mama back to England," Richard tells us.

"Your mother is now calm in heaven. No one could hurt him anymore" Mila tried to comfort Richard.

"Yes, except for the revenge. I want to avenge Mama. So that they feel the pain that Mama feels!"

"I stayed away from them because I was afraid I couldn't control my emotions. I want to forget those bad memories" Richard added.

Mila. Richard hated his family. Just like his hatred for them.

"It's almost evening. I gotta go home. But I have to pray Maghrib first" Mila got up from her seat.

"If you want to pray, there is a face in my closet. If it's a prayer mat, it's in the guest room."

"You're muslim?" Mila was in disbelief.

"Yes. Wh why? I'm less convincing, huh?" Richard laughing.

"Ah ... just weird."

"I grew up in a Muslim family. Although they Islam KTP. But religious education in my school made me hold fast to my religion" Richard explained.

"Where did you go to school?"

"integrated Islamic SDIT/SDIT,"

"That's my will. I don't want a school with Ronald."

"Oh, I see!" Mila nodded.

Worth it! Richard's attitude was different from Ronald's. Richard is a good man, while Ronald is the jerk Mila knows.

"Do you want to pray with me?" bargain Richard.

Mila nodded.

"You wudhu first in the bathroom" Richard ordered.

"I'll take care of the dining table first,"

"That's it. Let it. I'll take care of it later," stop Richard.

"Let me! I always trouble you," Mila insisted

"Don't ....." Richard choked. Their hands touched fighting over the eating equipment that had been used. Their eyes clashed. Stupefied. Both are. This time they were this close. Not long after both of them woke up.

"You don't argue! You were the one cooking. Now, let me do the laundry on our old cutlery, "Mila pulled out the plate Richard was holding.

"Yes already. If you insist," Richard relented.

While Mila washes their used utensils, Richard takes care of the dining table. When she finished, Mila took ablution. When finished, it was Richard's turn to take ablution.

Then they prayed Maghrib in the guest room. The room is not too big. It's just that the arrangement of furniture and the selection of furniture is slick, making the room seem luxurious to Mila.

"You know not Richard? I wish someday I had a room like this if I had my own. Not too spacious, but slick and comfortable," Mila said after they prepared to leave the apartment.

"You likey? You can stay here if you want to" Richard smiled seductively.

"Ih, what the hell! If in Indonesia can be raided hansip!" mila's face immediately blushed.

"This is in England. Bede. It's commonplace here" Richard sneered.

"Have you forgotten the same teachings of religion?" Mila glares.

"Ampun ...., pardon ....! Okay, just kidding!" Richard cupped his hands together.

After getting off the apartment elevator, they boarded Richard's car in the parking lot of the vehicle. It's dark. The air is also getting cold. Richard drove his car at a moderate speed. On the way, their car stopped. Mila buys food in a tavern for Karl and Emma at home. Both parents treated Mila as well as their own children. This made Mila very fond of both parents.

Mila bought Fish and Chips, which is a food made from fillet fish meat coated with panir flour (bread flour) then fried. While the potatoes are cut thin lengthwise, and fried by deep frying method.

That's how the days change, the months change, then their relationship gets closer. Richard always brought whatever Mila needed for delivery later. Millie quit her job at the cake shop. The age of her pregnancy was 8 months, causing her to be unable to move normally. He can't be too tired.

Until one day Richard gets word from Karl that Mila did not come home last night. Karl and Emma were very worried. Mila, who does not have a cell phone, causes them to be confused about who to contact. Richard was the only friend Mila knew.

"I hope, you are looking for Mila until you find. The Difficult for us to report to the police. Because Mila is an illegal foreign worker. There will be many problems that arise when we report" Karl told Richard.

"Ok I will try to find it as best I can" Richard promised.

TO BE CONTINUED

Translation of :

I hope, you are looking for Mila until you find. The Difficult for us to report to the police. Because Mila is an illegal foreign worker. there will be many problems that arise when we report \= I hope, you find Mila until you can. It's hard for us to report to the police. Because Mila is an illegal foreign labor force, there will be many problems that arise when we report.

Ok I will try to find it as best I can \= Okay I will try to find as best as I can.

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