The King's revenge

Chapter 4

"Never mind, forget it. Isn't Arga okay now?" Eva said. Wiliam wiped his tears.

Wiliam, Eva, Arga and Carissa got out of their car and entered a fairly large house.

"Is this our house?" Arga said.

"Yes, it is."

Arga looked around the house. He noticed every corner of the house.

When it was night, he got ready in his nightgown. She looked at herself in the mirror.

His mother approached him in the room.

"Arga, are you asleep?"

Arga looked at Eva, seeing that she was still asleep.

Arga sat on his bed. His mother turned off the lights in the room. "Go to sleep dear."

She kissed Arga's forehead and stroked his head.

"Mom, can I go to school tomorrow?"

"School? Your condition is sick. And you just realized, it's better not to go to school, okay?"

"But I'm fine, I want to go to school."

"Arga, please obey mom's words okeh. I don't want you to get hurt, if you want to go out I will take you to see a good view."

"Really?" Arga said, Because when Mike lived in the kingdom. He was locked up in there and could only go out during school. He was never taken on vacation by his family.

"Yes, of course."

"Alright I won't go to school, but you have to take me to see the beautiful scenery."

"Alright, I'll take you to see it. Now go to sleep."

"Alright, good night mom."

"Good night."

Eva kissed her son's forehead.

Arga lay down and pulled the blanket over his body to keep him warm.

She closed her eyes, after seeing Arga sleeping. Eva went to leave Arga.

After he moved into Arga's body, Mike's life became better. He was loved by his family, and his mother also loved him very much. He can even get a hug from a father. Mike had never been hugged by Miko.

Miko always tortured him and was strict with Mike. But now Mike is dead.

Arga finally stayed in the house.

The next day he decided not to go to school, he was already dressed neatly and was going to get ready to go to a place that Eva had promised.

His room was upstairs, Arga went down the stairs. He saw his mother preparing breakfast. And his father was sitting at the dining table with his laptop.

"Hi mom" Arga said, Eva kissed Arga's forehead.

She was busy with the lunch she had to make for her two children. Arga sat at the dining table.

After being ready with the lunch that Eva made. Eva put the food in Carissa and Arga's bags.

She joined them at the dining table.

"Alright, before that we pray first." They held each other's hands and prayed.

"Let's eat." William said, and they ate at the same table. Full of laughter and jokes. The food Eva made was also very delicious.

Arga smiled at the people around her. She never thought she would be alive again. And with a better family than before.

But Arga was sad again, she remembered about her mother's condition.

"Arga, why do you look sad. Is mom's food not good? Or do you feel something is wrong?"

"Ah no mom, I'm just sad I can't go to school."

"It's okay. Later, when you're in a better condition. Mom and Dad will allow you to go to school." Wiliam said, Arga returned the food. He also ate the food.

Everyone smiled, after finishing eating. Wiliam and Carissa left.

"Mom, when are we leaving?"

"Do you want to go now?" Arga nodded.

"Alright, let's go. Mom has prepared the food in your bag." Arga smiled at that. They got ready to leave.

Eva drove a car, she went around the neighborhood to a park.

After a few minutes of traveling. They finally arrived. The park was cool and beautiful, and there was a lake there.

The park wasn't too crowded.

It was a day when children went to school and adults worked. But there were some middle-aged women and middle-aged men.

They were enjoying the cool scenery there.

Eva and Arga got out of the car. They rolled out a carpet and they sat there. Enjoying the cool view in the morning. The beautiful lake and the cool air.

"Arga, there are some words from my mother that you should remember. If you can't do something. Keep trying until you can do it.

In life, if I want to achieve better things. Failure is common, because failure makes us learn to be better."

"There may be a time, when you have failed many times and want to give up. But believe me, all the processes you go through with hard work will produce better things. Like a plant, it needs food, water and poison. The poison is not to make the plant die and not grow. But to make it stronger."

Hearing his mother's words, Arga looked at the sky. She remembered about Arga's grudge against Miko.

*It's true what mom said, I have to try. And I must become stronger, stronger than my father* Arga said silently.

"Arga, I want you to be a good person. And useful for society."

"Mom, not everything that looks evil is. He is evil, no. He must have a good heart. It's just that the world forces him to be evil."

"It's not because of the world dear, but it's because of an evil being. That evil being is trying to lead you down the wrong path. But when you are sure of yourself, you won't do that."

The wind that blows, And the leaves that fall. The words that came out of his mother's mouth. Like putting a lot of hope in Arga.

"Alright, let's eat mom."

Eva smiled, and they finally ate together.

After finishing with the activity, Eva and Arga immediately returned home.

Inside the house, she wandered around the house. She was still looking at the house.

She looked at Arga's family photos. Seen on the wall, many photos of memories in this family.

Arga looked at one of the photos, the photo showed Arga holding the trophy and certificate after he finished the competition and won the competition.

He saw the wedding photo of Eva and William. He noticed the photo, and because of the photo.

She recalled the photo of her mother who was very beautiful wearing a white dress.

But her mother's face looked tired from lack of sleep and had to be the victim of Miko's anger.

Arga clenched her fists when she remembered, Miko who was very cruel to her mother.

*Once again I say, I will swear revenge for my mother's death. You are my father, but you never considered me as your son. And I will also never think of you as my father.*

He clenched his fist, his hope filled with vengeance.