
Sure enough, when Kala had reached the front of the house there were many journalists there.
Naela tries to convince Kala, after believing Kala is getting out of her car.
A security guard and a driver tried to put a line between Kala and the journalist.
"What do you think of the news?" ask a woman.
"Is the news true, if you're dating Reja?"
"Are you lying to the public about your date with that guy?"
There were so many questions coming out of their mouths, Kala tried to calm down. To be honest he had a weak mentality, he couldn't stand the crowd.
"If you don't want to answer, shut up." whispered Naela in Kala's ear.
When he stopped his steps right in front of the main door, he turned his body so he could see the reporters who followed him into the courtyard of the house.
"I'll answer it."
Naela raised her head to look at Kala's smiling face.
While the reporters began preparing cameras to photograph and menvidiokan Kala.
"What's in the article is true, Reja and I are getting engaged and we are getting married. "
"We've been planning it for a very long time, and I beg you all for attention." Kala smiled as soon as the reporter took a picture of him.
After finishing with all the reporters' questions, Kala decided to go inside the house, he landed his butt on the sofa.
"It's so tired" he added while exhaling.
"You are so great!" naela sat down beside Kala.
"If this is the case, I'll be free to do anything with Reja. Like dating." she said with a shy smile.
"Aish, you are." exclaimed Naela as she nudged Kala's upper arm.
"I'll get everything ready later, I can't wait to see you marry Reja, and you two have a child later."
"It's certain that the child will look a lot like me." Naela continued, imagining it.
"Just son, how could it be like that!" spray Kala while glaring at his eyes.
"It could be."
"Can't!"
"It could be."
"You're this..."
Kala stopped when he heard the bell, it did not take long for Naela to say goodbye to see who was visiting.
A few minutes later Naela returned with someone behind her.
"There's Zhafran" said Naela
When he scrunched his forehead, he invited Zhafran to sit on the sofa beside him, while Naela went to the kitchen to make drinks and took some snacks for Zhafran and Kala.
"What's Zhaf?" ask Kala directly.
"Gue wants to talk to you about Daffa" replied Zhafran
"Daffa?"
***
On the other hand Daffa who saw the news could only be silent, his mind everywhere.
"Steel?"
"So he's always liked Kala?"
Daffa turned off his television screen and carried the keys of the car he had kept in the drawer, somewhere he was going but the man was in such a hurry.
Before long Kala and Zhafran were seen coming out of the house, Daffa frowned.
He recalled the time Kala had caught him having an affair with Kanza, after which he did not see the girl again.
I don't know where to go, even hearing the news never. And when he heard that Kala had become a new famous artist he regretted all his actions at that time, he cursed himself and looked for Kala to be able to refer back.
After Zhafran's car left, Daffa started to get out of his car and put his feet closer to the house.
In front of the gate, Daffa was still hesitant to enter until a security guard approached him.
"I'm sorry, what's needed?" ask the security guard.
Daffa looked nervous, he looked back at the big house and shook his head.
"I think I'm at the wrong house" Daffa said and left.
The security guard named Ujang looked confused, he again closed the gate and entered the security guard post.
Daffa exhaled violently, he hit the wheel of the car and shouted.
He regretted his actions at that time, if time could turn back maybe Daffa would improve his relationship with Kala.
Without thinking for a long time Daffa drove his car away from that place, now the goal is his parents' home.
A few minutes after a long journey, Daffa entered his home.
His eyes traced every corner of the house looking for someone. A middle-aged woman was seen approaching Daffa with a smile embedded in every corner of her lips.
"good afternoon sir, where have you been? Did you eat?" ask the middle-aged woman.
"Where's he?" ask Daffa.
"Oh Mr. Kriss, he's in his office."
Without thinking long Daffa went straight to his papa workspace, Daffa knocked on the door first after there was a statement from papa Kriss he immediately entered.
"Or you go home too" said papa Kriss with a focused look at his laptop screen.
"Daffa wants to work in a papah company, but there are conditions."
"What?"
"Deketin I'm the same Kala, if necessary papah make Kala like me again."
Papah Kriss laughed when he heard it, he looked at his son's face with both hands holding his chin.
"When? The woman who was chasing you again?"
Daffa nodded his head quickly. "You want to make that woman a game again?"
"You used to be rude to him, and now you want to be with him again?"
"Is it because he has changed and has become an artist?"
"I regret what I did a long time ago, and I beg you to bring me closer to him again. Papah can do it."
"Hire a reporter to write an article about me and Kala, it will definitely cause a public uproar, and I will go straight to Kala."
Papah Kriss hit hard on the table in front of him, he stared intently at his son's face.
"Did Papah teach you such a thing? How can you be like that Daffa!"
"That woman will never want you again, she's already very disappointed in you!" papah Kriss said with a slightly raised voice.
"Looking what reward? Daffa..."
"Your germs say? Your mistake is big Daffa!"
"I won't and won't help you."
Papah Kriss turned his chair against Daffa who was already visibly upset.
"Okay, if Papah doesn't want to help me. I will act alone and I will not work at all or continue papah positions in the grandfather's company." said Daffa then left his papa office.