A Different Heaven

The Taste That Churns

Rena is already in another room at this hotel. He and his past friends have been sitting in a hotel restaurant located in the hotel rooftop. Although he was a crowded place, but it really felt so strange to sit alone with a man. Moreover, the atmosphere in this place is more dominated by couples who want to spend the night together.

Rena thickens the belief that this is nothing more than a formality of her part of the job.

Farhan also according to Rena was professional. He shows no attitude beyond reason more than a friend.

Before long a man dressed in white carried a tray in his hand. The man served a friendly menu, then left.

Rena is certainly no stranger to dishes that become a favorite snack of breakfast menu in this city. The difference is that the surface of the cake is yellow, Rena can guess the characteristics of this cake that usually uses brown sugar already in variety.

"Try Ren," cried Farhan who was ready with his fork.

Rena did the same thing, she began to feel in her mouth a different sensation when she felt this cake. He felt a sharp durian. It's yummy! one word that Renata could say after swallowing this snack.

"Where?"

"Enak! I'm not peres. That's good I said that. My tongue cannot lie."

Farhan smiled shadyly, "This is the food Mama made that I like the most."

Rena muttered, it turns out that the woman who loved her friend was her mother. Adorable, all boys must be close to his mother. "Greet your mother then. It's delicious."

"My mom died, Ren, three years ago" cried the man.

"Sorry," said Rena who is not too know the personal problems of the rich family.

"It's okay. Now my mother is just Chika," continued the man.

"The chika? Our level brother?" ask Rena.

Farhan nodded. So his father remarried a much younger woman. Rena chose to be a good listener for Farhan this time.

"My mom's the greatest danial. In front of everyone, he always showed his sweetest smile as if nothing had happened. But after his own pain and water, it was his who could only speak."

"His mouth always says iklhas, but his heart and body are slashed. He must have hurt his heart and body even though he always launched thousands of diamonds. How can his loyalty for years be countered by naming a man under the pretext of being able to do justice. Hmh!"

Rena took a deep breath. Why did Farhan tell him this. It would only make his eyes now reminisce about his state even though the context was different.

"Sometimes a woman thinks more about her day than logic. If his heart is firm on a stand then he will survive as hard as any storm that will hit" said Rena.

Farhan smiled wryly, "As a child who always saw his mother spend the day without crying. I'm pretty sure Ren, there's not a single woman who's willing to share her husband's love with another woman."

Rena could no longer hold back her tears. Why the direction of the conversation actually led him to the sorrow that he always mourned.

Farhan offered a handkerchief for Rena. "It's clean, I haven't worn it at all."

"Later wash keep returning," cried Rena took the handkerchief.

"No need to get Ren back" exclaimed the man.

"Sorry! your story is heartwarming" elak Renata. "If you don't mind I can say goodbye now? It's getting dark." Rena stood up. He did not want to talk for long with a man who could make him out of control to join the story about his household.

"Ren wait a minute! I'll ask you for a minute!" Rena sat back to honor.

Farhan sat down, taking a breath trying to dampen the turmoil of taste that suddenly attacked him. "Rin! If given a choice! Should someone hold on to something that will only make me keep shedding tears like my mother?"

"When a man swears to his Lord in his name. That is where the Woman will pledge to be filial and loyal to her until death will separate the two" Rena replied.

Farhan could no longer reply to Rena's straightforward and unshakable words.

Rena standing. "Sorry Farhan, I have to go now."

"Yes Ren, once again thank you for taking the time to try out this new menu for Resto." The man stood up.

Rena nodded, Farhan also let the woman he thought was firm, let go just like that. He no longer wants to make small talk that will only make a strange feeling in him more and more.

Blame it for doing this, expecting something more for a married woman?

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