Gita Dusk Geetruida
Mist of Love Noni Dutch

Until late noon, Laras and Ibrahim felt quite and say goodbye to Geetruida as well as Mangata. Mangata took the initiative to drive the couple back to the hotel, then he returned home to say goodbye to Geetruida before returning to Semarang.

"Wait a minute, son." Geetruida ran a little towards her desk and grabbed something.

"What is this, Mi?"

"Em .. It's up to you to accept the fact that I'm your real mother or not, but this type ... This is the script of the novel about my life story, that's the detail I told you last night. Not perfect yet, but I want you to read it before I leave it to the editor."

Mangata received bundles of paper neatly stored in a waterproof map, "Ok. Thank you, mi," he replied briefly as he slowly dyed the middle-aged woman's forehead and then he grabbed the back of Geetruida's right hand and kissed her as well. "I'll go back, yeah. Mami take good care of herself." she said again.

"OKs. Careful, yeah. Um, read it in your spare time. Clay and Joseph are Helena and Amar in real life and ... Arrabella or Aya is me" Geetruida said as she waved her hand.

Mangata stopped his car and started moving out of Magelang city. Almost 2 hours drive until he arrived in Semarang ahead of Maghrib. After carrying out his duties and having dinner, Mangata chose to relax on the terrace of his house. Enjoy the night breeze with a cup of coffee and .. a half-finished novel by his own mother.

Mangata has planned to add another 1 day off to spend time reading the script of the story written by Geetruida. It was free that he forced himself to work while his heart and mind were everywhere, unfocused.

"Arrabella: Fog of Dutch Noni Love" Mangata recalls on the first page of the story.

"Read the title already nyesek gini. Ah, hopefully later the editor has another title idea," said Mangata later and continued to read the contents of the story.

Chapter 1

Not everyone is lucky to have the chance to meet and be with his soulmate until aging and death do away with it.

Lucky people can be with their beloved partner for a long time, some are quite happy when they see the person in their heart happy, from a distance ... and Aya was one of those unlucky fellows. Already he can not be with his soul mate, know the news of his former soul mate candidate was not. Instead of finding true love that goes 1 for good, Aya instead experiences 1 night of love with a variety of different men.

Aga is the man he wants to be his life partner until the end of his life. They met several times, even though a moment and then fell in love and made love but then separated, it made him not believe in the term 'mate' is not going anywhere'. Especially at the last meeting, Aga gave him a keepsake that made him difficult to eat, difficult to sleep, difficult to forget and difficult to survive.

Destiny as a Dutch noni, made him swallow bitter pills that bitterly did not end. In the years before and after Indonesia's independence, there was a controversy that magnified anti-Dutch sentiment, so that Adolf Vooren, who, aya's father, who was an officer in the Dutch military and served as regimental head of a joint force in Magelang, was welcome home ....

Mangata sighed.

Some of the sheets he read presented a well-arranged life story, as a story ... Mangata quite enjoyed, because all this time he only knew to read encyclopedia books, dictionaries or scientific journals only occasionally as a distraction he read the comic Gundala Putra Lightning, which he read, only this time he read a novel that is far from sweet and beautiful especially because the main character in the story is.

"So mami said Arrabella or Aya is himself in real life, whether it is true or just a spice of fantasy writer. It is so sad. Mi, I hope you lie through every line of sentences you write, because if it's true .. ah, it's appropriate that Amar's father said fate has been cruel to him," muttered Mangata monologue.

"What's? So you used to be a comfort woman? If I'm really his son, then who's my father? Am I just a child showing up for negligence? So I'm a ... bastard, dong?" Mangata speculated, guessing by himself.

"Hm, maybe I have been one of the causes of your unhappiness Mi, but at least I don't want to be someone who is cruel to you as well, I promise," said Mangata. He folded a little bit the end of his reading paper as a marker of the read part.

"I shouldn't have acted arbitrarily towards you and rejected your existence much less opposed to you, I'm sorry, Mi. Even an apology will not be enough to forgive me. Your rejection of Arunika would be my pleasure to accept, yes .. it should be easier than to live with bitterness like you. I promised my father not to let you grieve and cry, but I will still meet you with Mr. Sagara first."

Mangata sighed again and then exhaled slowly.

Tired.

Yes, just being a reader of his story he felt tired because the emotions drained up and down permeate the role in the story. Moreover, writers whose brains work hard to string words together into story after story and then pour it in multiple types. Oh ... no, not only that, the tired of course Arrabella, the woman who became the main character in the novel. Oh, my God, so Arrabella's just as sad as that let alone a Geetruida?

If Clay and Joseph were Helena and Amar, who he thought were his biological parents, then Adolf Vooreb was the opinion of Conrad Adolf Peters then where is the figure named 'Aga? A-is it Sagara sir, if it is true whether ... Oh, gosh.

If it is true that the character of Aga is Sagara sir, then I and Arunika are half-brothers? Rejection done mami so know Arunika is the son of Pak Sagara is to prevent inbreeding? But right, Sagara is certainly not just the one in the face of this earth, how can mami guess as extreme as that?

Until this chapter, Mangata can only hope 'rightly so' for a story that he considers neutral tends to be sweet and 'this must be a lie' for other heartbreaking parts. Mangata's mind continued to struggle, like a documentary scene shot in his mind before he completely fell asleep in the dreamland.