A Wound

Chapter 27's

Ara sat herself down on the single sofa she had in her living room, while throwing a smile at the middle-aged man before her.

"How are you?" ask Rudi.

"Alhamdulillah, Ara be well, Om" replied Ara.

"Thank God." said Rudi smiling. After Ara was admitted to the hospital that day, it made her always feel worried about the girl.

"Om just wanted to tell me that what you said that Rafael was the son of Mr. Jordan was right" he said, then stared fixedly at the girl.

"It looks like your father and Mr. Jordan once betrothed you two when you were little."

"I mean, Om?"

"Yes. But it seems your father decided on the match. So as a consequence your father has to give up his restaurant" said Rudi explained. Although in fact he is still confused, why the consequences should be as fatal.

"So, is this all because of Ara?"

"It's not like that. I mean tell you this, not so you blame yourself," he said regretfully.

"Looking at your father who is willing to lose his restaurant rather than having to continue the match, doesn't that mean that he really doesn't want to let you go to that guy. It seems like that man is not a good man. Because, I know very well, Mr. Hartono has never been rash when making a decision."

"And after I found out about the man, it turned out that he was the owner of one of the biggest nightclubs in town."

Ara slightly gasped at the middle-aged man's words. How could his father never tell him about all that. Since it was about him, shouldn't he have to know everything. His father suffered so much because of him.

"What I'm worried about is that he's coming back to you and asking you to marry him. And it doesn't rule out the possibility he'll offer you an exchange with your father's restaurant."

Ara's eyes were fully rounded, not believing that anyone would do that just to marry her.

"Then what should I do?" tanyanya. He was worried if it really happened.

"Do you have a lover?" asked Rudi, who was then answered by Ara. Rudi took a breath and threw it away slowly, before returning to say, "no problem, you can pretend you have a lover. Or if they come to you, you can call. Om will try to help you."

"Yes, Ara understood, Om. Thanks for all the help, Om Rudi."

Rudi nodded and smiled, "yes. I hope you can take care of yourself. If anything happens, you tell me immediately."

"Yes, Om. Thanks."

Rudi then said goodbye to Ara, having previously spent the drink that Bi Ratih had made for her.

After Rudi's departure. Ara did not move from her seat, and thought about what the man had told her.

If that's the case, maybe going and finding a new place is one of the best solutions. Because, until now he also has no purpose in living for his future.

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Somewhere else.

Rissa, who had just walked out of her room, stepped her feet a little faster when she saw Ibra coming downstairs.

"Sister..."

Ibra stopped her steps and turned to Rissa, "what's wrong?"

"Then?" ask Ibra ketus.

"They're very friendly, brother. My sister had already___" Rissa stopped her words when Ibra just left without caring about it.

Many times Rissa called her sister, but still Ibra did not care about her, who instead walked up to her parents who were already in the dining room.

Rissa poked her lips at Ibra who was already sitting on the dining table chair first. She was upset by her brother's attitude towards her. Though he only wanted to sympathize, if indeed the man had broken up with his lover.

Rissa sat herself down, then started her breakfast. The atmosphere of the dining room was warmed with chatter Rissa and Mama Reta who discussed things that were not so important.

Unlike Ibra who continues to be silent, and only focus on breakfast. Before finally Papa Nahar opened a conversation with him.

"Ibra..."

"Yes, Pa?" he turned to look at his papa.

"Are you still in a relationship with your girlfriend?"

"Why did Papa suddenly ask that?" tanyanya, who then glanced at Rissa for a moment. It felt strange, because his sister had just discussed something similar with him.

"If you're still together, get married! Because after yesterday's party, so many of papa's business associates asked that papa match you with their daughter. With you getting married, then you no longer need to find a reason to reject them," explained Papa Nahar.

"But if you are not together, then you have to choose one of them" he added.

"But, Pa___"

"There's no buts. Marry your girlfriend or marry one of your partner's daughters" he said with emphasis. "Again, your age is very suitable for marriage" he added.

Rissa and Mama Reta just threw eyes at each other. They knew very well, if the middle-aged man had already made a decision, then it would be very difficult to change his decision.

Ibra sighed. He was reluctant to argue with his father. He put down the spoon in his hand, then sipped the drink in front of him, "Ibra is leaving now," he said, who then got up from his seat. Just walk away, regardless of what Mama Reta said to her to finish her breakfast.

Ibra quickly stepped into her car, then sat herself in the steering wheel. For a moment he was silent. His papa's words made his mood worse this morning.

How can he marry his lover, while his lover is married to another man. But he also did not want to marry the girls he met at his papa friend's party a few days ago. All the girls looked flirtatious in his eyes.

I don't know, or maybe because he still loves his lover who has betrayed him.

Ibra grabbed her phone and called someone.

"Hello, Ryan ... You must know Papa's partner who wants to betroth his daughter to me."

"...."

"Send their daughter's data to me. Now!" ibra said then disconnected her phone connection.

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