A Piece of the Past In White Grey
Remembering the Stories of the Past

The return of Tasha and Gara was greeted with the figures of Mamah and Papah at the door. Things they never miss will worry whenever the two have not arrived home.

“Mah, Papah, you should rest in the room.” Tasha approached her parents by kissing the back of their hands. His one hand was already holding onto the sleeping Gara.

“How can you rest if you are not home yet?” indri.

They enter along with Tasha who goes to the child's room to put Gara to bed.

“You clean-up and rest immediately yah?” Indri approached the child and Tasha nodded obediently.

The atmosphere of the night in the house of the Word seemed silent. Calmly all towards the dreamland.

Something different happened at Dahlan's residence. After arriving home, he and his wife came to Raga who was still in her study.

“Dad, Mother,” greet Raga shocked to see her parents are already standing in front of her at this time.

Then immediately Raga turned off the laptop and closed it.

“You're too busy, Ga. It should be an important event like this you participate in. That Tasha doesn't seem to be much different in age to you. At least that way he has a consideration to think of a way out of our cooperation. What would it be like then? Our company is forced to compete hard with the product soaring from Singapore it.” Dahlan looked annoyed at the child.

“Dad, any way. I have already explained this about the contract.” Rima looked voiced.

“Who knows there's a way out, Bun. We should get public attention as well. Mommy see our company sales are decreasing every day.”

“Sorry, Dad. Raga was very busy. Raga must handle some reports related to complaints from customers. If not quickly handled, the company will fall.”

Everything seems quiet. Dahlan looked down at the threatened company.

“Tomorrow to prepare a shooting place in the top building and make it as comfortable as possible. Because Gara really likes high scenery.” Dahlan's peech that makes Raga frown.

“What to, Dad?” ask Raga at last.

“In addition he is interesting for our sales goods. Dad liked it too much. Make him as comfortable as possible. At least it can help to strengthen our relationship with Tasha.”

Since then Raga seemed to think every time he heard the name called the father. Until his parents rushed away he was still thinking.

“Tasha? Why do I feel like I've heard that name?” inner wondering.

“Hah may be just the past.” he rushed to the room and cleaned himself.

Raga began to close his eyes but a few minutes he did not change.

Several times he woke up and went to sleep again to look at a glass of water beside his bed.

Dizziness, Raga chose to get up and sit in front of the room window. The silent atmosphere around the house seemed to make the man feel bored and the only thing that caught his attention was the mobile phone.

“Tasha...” he said softly when typing that name on social media.

Shocked in shock, both eyes of Raga perfectly rounded when she saw a beautiful face crowded in shared some gossip accounts. Raga even took a rough gulp of her saliva in shock. His head pegged for a moment and his hand continued to tightly grip the flat object.

His memory suddenly returned to the figure of the woman who had cried at him.

“Raga, I hold you responsible. You forced me to do that, a lot of promises you made to me. Even you're the first man to touch me.”

The sobs and pitiful face as well as the sudden trembling sound made Gara panic. His face was not as calm as usual. Several times the man paced back and forth to calm down the restless self.

“No. That woman can't get close to my family. She must have had a bad plan for Daddy and Mommy. Or it's me.” In the heart of Raga sure if the appearance of Tasha is something that has been planned.

However, once again Raga was curious about the figure of the woman of his past. He looked at the phone again and found out everything about Tasha including her social media accounts.

“Why not exist at all? This is just his latest photo even with a young child. Her sister, it looks like this is her sister Tasha.” Raga retyped Tasha's name but only the account appeared with the same name.

Tasha's photo with Gara even it was on the direction of the child not to be stiff and Gara asked in a post on social media the mami.

One long night really made Raga unable to sleep. The handsome man sat down with a piasped face. So many bad things greeted his mind tonight. Memories of how he spent a lot of time changing women. Regrets that often make him want to be angry.

It does not feel like the morning is back to say hello. Feeling agitated, Raga finally chose to immediately prepare for the sport. The only way to calm down.

When all is ready for breakfast, here Rima is looking for the child.

“Ga! The raga! Come breakfast.” The middle-aged woman looked around the room without finding the child.

Until Rima saw Raga who was focused on punching samsak, then he went to the dining table.

“Where's Raga, Bun?” ask Dahlan to his wife.

“Sports, Dad. Looks like he's having a problem. His face looks angry.” Rima shoot at the husband.

Slowly Dahlan sighed harshly. “Who is the problem with that child? The same age with him it must be a problem only with women. But Raga had absolutely no contact with any woman. Dad suspects our son is turning.”

Sontak Rima rebuked the husband by widening her eyes. “Dad, what the hell is that talking about? The race can't be like that. Besides Dad like no work spying on his own child.” his reprimand makes the husband only raise his shoulders indifferently.