[SMITH'S HOUSE]
[Living room]
At this time all the members of the Smith family gathered together in the living room. Their current state is really messed up.
At first they were always together and always compact. They are always smiling, joking and also ignorant. But now their relationship is all strained. They prefer to stay in their respective rooms. They will come out at breakfast, lunch and dinner time.
Since the departure of one of their family members, more precisely the departure of their beloved. It succeeded in making them lose their way and lose their happiness. No more smiles. No fun. No pranks. There are no more jokes they always make. Everything has disappeared.
Honestly in their hearts, they actually didn't want any of this to happen. They don't want their beloved son, brother, nephew and brother to leave them all.
His departure was due to their ego and anger that was so great at him that they had to lose him.
They were gathered in the living room at this time, because they saw Darka crying as her hand stroked a photo frame. The photo is a photo of his favorite sister, Darrendra Smith.
"Sob.. Darren.. I really miss you. I'm sorry brother. If only my sister woke up earlier and didn't go into a coma. Maybe you are still in this house with my sister.. sob."
"Darka," David called. While those who were called did not give any reply.
"Dark." this time it was Andra who called him while gently stroking Darka's hair
"Don't touch me. I don't want your hands to touch me." Darka spoke curtly and rudely
"Dark!" they all shouted
"Darka. What are you doing? Why are you like this?" ask andra
"Without me answering your cheap questions. You already know the answers." Darka answered in a curt tone and her eyes were still focused on her beloved sister's face in the photo frame
"Do you hate us too, Darja?" ask Dzaky
"I really.. hate you guys so much. Even my hatred is bigger than Darren hates all of you. You have made me part with my beloved sister. You humans have no heart. You are demons!" said Darka without looking at her family members
"Darka. We admit that we were all wrong. But can't you not hate us too?" please Adnan
"We've been hurt enough by Darren's hatred for these six months. We beg you not to hate us too." Davin begged Darka
"That's your business with Darren. I want to hate you, that's my right!" replied Darka curtly
"Come on, honey. Don't be like this. Papa can't bear to be hated by two of Papa's sons at once. Plus you are seven siblings. You and Darren are the youngest and you two are the favorite of your five brothers!"
"I don't care," replied Darka
"Darka," Erland mumbled
"You are hypocrites, selfish, losers and cowards. At that time you were all silent. No one said anything. Neither of you defended Darren. Do you still deserve to be called a brother, huh?!" snapped Darka who was now staring intently at her five siblings with reddened eyes.
Then his eyes turned to his parents. "And both of you had the heart to slap Darren at that time. Even though you've never done that to him. And you also know that Darren can't be abused or abused. But you just forgot about that fact. I hope Darren doesn't know that Mama is not our real mother. Only we know the truth." Darka spoke in anger and finally tears rolled down her cheeks
"You should be honest and tell me everything. Maybe if you tell me, I will understand it and try to understand your attitude towards Darren at that time. And I also won't hate you like now," said Darka.
After saying all that, Darka left leaving her silent family members to her room on the second floor.
After Darka's departure to her room. They suddenly burst into tears. They cry remembering their treatment of Darren, thus making Darren leave the house and cut off all ties with them.
"Darren. Papa's son," Erland thought
"Darren," thought Davin, Andra, Dzaky, Adnan and Gilang
"Darren. I'm sorry, Mama." Agneta cries as she remembers her treatment of Darren
[DARREN'S LUXURY HOUSE]
Darren is currently relaxing in the living room. He is currently lazy to move, let alone to leave the house. Darren handed over all the tasks to his lackeys who were none other than his own friends.
His friends were always there for him. Every time he cries, every time he is in trouble and when he needs support. Darren is truly grateful to have friends like them.
In his luxurious house hung a painting that was so beautiful. The painting is a painting of his biological mother's face. Darren found a photo of his biological mother in a diary belonging to Davin, his eldest brother. Darren deliberately took it at that time just to want to reprint the photo and also want to paint his mother's face. After that, Darren returned the photo to its original place.
"Mom," Darren said when he saw his mother's painting
DRTT!!
DRTT!!
Darren's cell phone rang. Darren immediately took it and saw the name 'Jerry' on the screen of his cellphone. Darren immediately answered the call
"Hello, Jerry."
"Hello Ren. Where are you?"
"I'm at home. Why?"
"Can I go to the BMW Showroom (BAMXY)?"
"Now?"
"Yes now."
"What should I do?"
"Darrendra Smith!" shouted Jerry
"Don't call my name using that bastard surname," Darren said in a slightly high tone
"Sorry, Ren. I didn't mean to. Really."
Darren could hear Jerry's apologetic tone. Darren felt bad for having spoken a little loudly to him.
"I'm sorry too. I shouldn't be angry and talk to you like that. I'm like this because I don't want to remember them anymore."
"Yes, Ren. I understand. I'm sorry, okay."
"Yeah, never mind. Don't prolong it. I know anyway, if you didn't mean to. Oh yeah. What's the matter with you telling me to come to the Showroom?"
"There are two big companies representing each of his assistants. They want to ask for a new car to be made."
"Can't you, Axel and Dylan handle it?"
"It's not that they can't. But they want to meet you in person. And you're the one who holds the task as a car designer who has the quality and ability to make good car designs."
"Eemm!! Alright. I'll be right there. Twenty minutes I'll be there."
"Okay. I'll be waiting."
TUTT!!
TUTT!!
"Aish! Failed to relax today." Darren grumbled, then got up from his seat and headed for his room.