
“For what? Dear tears. Dear your future.”
“But, still it doesn't feel sincere. Me ... I ..”
“Have, don't cry anymore. Focus on Lana, on your future. At least, when you meet him, he should regret for abandoning you. Not otherwise. Raise your head, show the world. You are Shanuella Sunshine. Whatever it is, nothing can stop you from shining.”
The woman was stunned. Take a deep breath, then exhale slowly while wiping the tears that have fallen soaked the cheeks.
“You have Lana. What is crying for?”
“Ya, Mas.”
“Revenge you in a charming way. He could be a loser, but Shanuella should be a winner. Win from God's destiny, win from all trials, win from Blade. If you cry, the man will laugh. Make her cry with your laugh. Make him regret wasting you. Make him feel guilty for being a depraved man. With a note .. if he were human. I feel more like an animal. Humans will not be that low.”
Bayu's hand clenched. Being a witness to the destruction of the Sunjaya family, he knew many things from various sides. How all was destroyed in an instant, even he remembered the moments Daddy Shanuella claimed his life after receiving a call and reading a message.
“Already. Remove your tears. Shame on Lana. Often advises your daughter not to cry, but herself often do.” Bayu chuckles slowly and unravels his crib.
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Dusk crept down, a golden glint slapping Rarendra's face. Standing in an abandoned dwelling that still leaves her stout. The man looked dreamy, staring at the three-storey house that had once been Sunjaya palace before being seized by force in various ways. Now that five years have passed, he's back here.
Lots of memories, lots of stories. There was joking, there was laughter, there was sadness, but he did not expect that there would be regret in his heart. This is beyond the scenario he has been working on. Thinking will laugh happily after all his heartache paid off, in fact a glimmer of sadness is present. His happiness was wrapped in nestapa.
“I've dreamed of today.” Rarendra's voice was shaking. Eyes that normally glittered sharply, suddenly darkened. Black clouds swirling. Sighing heavily, he turned his head towards Bayu. The loyal bodyguards that accompanied him for the past four or five years. He almost forgot, since successfully acquiring Sunjaya company, the man did not want to remember anything. The more he remembered, the pain in his heart came to the surface.
Maybe he won in everyone's vision, but no one knew the failure he saved himself. He failed because he felt lost and entangled until he forgot his way back.
“This is up for renovation, Boss?”
Bayu stared at the palace he used to live in with other colleagues. Being the bodyguard of a Sunjaya Hartanto, he also had to be on the side of the old man 24 hours. It was impossible for him to find a place to live outside at that time.
“The plan is to be redesigned. It's outdated. Some buildings have also been porous, Bay.” Rarendra.
Bayu nodded.
“How's his family? Did it really disappear?” After a long time not bringing up this problem, Rarendra keceplosan.
The personal guard shook his head. “Daughter disappeared, Boss. Wh why? Want to find it?” Bayu fishing.
“I don't know personally, then why look for it?” Rarendra smiled bitterly. After a long stand, the adult man stepped into the house. Dust flew, debris from damaged buildings appeared to block the road.
Tracing room by room, Rarendra was glued when in front of the room with access to enter white paint. He pulls the handle and pulls it down. Pushing slowly, the man seemed to be opening the doors of the past. He's sucked in the passage of time.