
Nineteenth Part
The Love of the Poet
Mr. Beib drove his own car, he stepped on his Ferrari gas at speeds beyond the maximum limit. I was calm at first. But when several times the car almost collided with several vehicles in front of him, my feelings began to worry. I noticed her tense face from the side
rightist. His jaw strengthened and at his temple appeared several veins indicating he was angry.
“Where are we going?” askaku while holding the left side of the car seat with
robust.
“Look at it later. If you cancel everything and leave me, then
we'll die together.” Said cold.
“You read the WA I sent you? All is clear Beib, “ I said without
mention the word ‘Pak’ again. “We don't
could together. Your brother's threat explained everything. There is Jennifer
loving you. Not me.”
“I don't like Jenni, all I love is you, only you!” Beibs
pushing the gas inwards. We flew into the clouds.
I really am starting to feel horrified. I closed my eyes. Pound
reading prayers. I was hoping that after my eyes opened, Beib would slow down the speed
his car. However, everything I expected was not the same, when I opened my eyes, we
already in a luxurious villa in [a suburb of Jakarta. Beib parked
the car is agile. Then he opened the car door and pulled my arm out
from inside with half force.
“What are we here for?“ my many.
“Later you'll know!” he said with a stiff face.
In the villa's magnificent lobby, several servants bowed their respects to Beib.
Then he invited me into a special room air-conditioned very cold. At
there's been waiting for Papa and his mom, and so is...Marly Sutoyo's older brother
with a beautiful girl, fair-skinned, tall, in
my eyes look so pretty. Beib introduced me to everyone.
“Include, Papa and Mama as well Sister Marly already know who she is. Jennifer, though,
you must not know him. Her name is Naina, she's my boyfriend. We will
getting engaged next week. My mom and dad agreed. Isn't it Pa, Ma?” Beib looked at his parents.
They looked at each other, there was no smile on their faces. Marly and
Jennifer looked at me with disgust, they looked like homeless people with the ragged looks their sister brought.
“Which beggar did you bring here? You want to get engaged to him?
Remember Beib, we are different from this woman. He's just a journalist
luring you with simplicity packaging to make you fall in love with her. I've been
guessing, when you were first interviewed by him, he was spreading
his allure is to you and your eyes are closed by everything he displays.
Trust me, he just wants to frame you.” Marly spoke in a voice
loud.
Beib's parents did not respond. Their attitude is a bit different
first met me at their son's apartment. I suspect Marly told me a story
about me to Mama and Papa Beib. Beautiful woman graceful with appearance
elegant and luxurious, of course, had spread his eyes until he knew
how my family is doing.
“Mama, Papa, you want to chat with poor families who have children
mentally ill? What the wider community will say about you,
is...”
“Enough Sister Marly! Enough's enough! Don't show your arrogance as
the man in front of us. If I wanted to, I could've told you who you were
verily!” beib snarled with a loud voice.
“What? What are you gonna tell me? Let's just say it!” Marly looked up at his face
with a defiant attitude, the hospitality I had seen before when welcoming me
“Already, already, do not fight again!” papa Beib suddenly opened his voice. “This
not a place to fight each other. Miss Naina, it's true what she said
Marly, is it true that your sister is mentally ill?”
I feel like I want to take out all my swearing at them. However
beib's hand held me firmly. When Marly came back to taunt me, I already
can't take it anymore. “I come from a poor family Mr. Utomo. Although poor,
we live free by not begging to anyone. Me and
the brothers received scholarships from elementary school to college. My sister has one
became a lecturer and he also graduated S2 America with a scholarship. Yes right, there is
my mentally disturbed sister but she's not crazy, she's too
genius until his brain is not strong to accept the reality, he once danced
Bali to France with famous dance groups. We live life with
full independence, freedom as a whole human being by not asking
or incriminate others. I worked hard since childhood to help
parents, whatever I do as long as it's halal. I am not a beggar or
homeless invited here by the son of Mr.” I said with sound pressure
the resolute.
“Then, why can you like my son?” ask the mother, Utomo.
Even though Beib pressed my hand hard, I returned the message
the story that happened between us. “I love poetry, Stars I
know on Facebook, often send me poems. When I like her figure,
I never thought the Star was Beib. I never thought
if he was the son of a wealthy conglomerate, I would only like a poet
with her beautiful poems full of instincts
the humanity implied in those poems. If it happens to be like
here, I am ready to step back from the lives of all of you.”
“Can't, if you leave me, then I'll kill myself.
I'm not kidding around. Poetry, you and the businessman are the three parts that become
one in my life. If one of them is separated, then it means nothing
this life. And you're Marly's sister, you don't recklessly accuse Naina of wanting to
taking the treasure that Papa and Mama had, she was not such a woman, either,
women who can only preen, polish the appearance with parental money, and,
it's luxurious but not from his own income. Naina is a girl
the mighty who lives his own life and also his parents and sister.
He doesn't ask-ask on anyone.”
“What did you say? That means you're accusing me and Jennifer of being the women
can only spend the family treasure? Remember my sister, she has a descendant
mental illness and it's declining. Later your children will be mentally ill!”
“Stop! Does your sister have a better life history? Remember, Brother
taken from the orphanage, and given Brother's background, realize that
humans have advantages and disadvantages, Brother do not be arrogant.!”.
Beib's words made everyone who heard him fall silent. Marly looks
dumbstruck, both Beib's parents were also unable to speak, the atmosphere
the silence was bewitched by the secret opening Beib had just uttered.
“You shouldn't say that, my son.” Mama Beib sobbing.
The husband held his wife's shoulder with great sadness.
“I'm sorry, I caused all this to happen. I beg you to say goodbye,”
finally said.
Beib took me to my boarding house. Before I came in I said
to him, “It is better that this engagement should not be continued. I told you
previously, I was no match for you.” The door to my boarding room was shut, and I
crying until night closes. (Connected)