Aretta & Secrets

Confess

I've prepared exactly what Davin said. The man has taught us about the importance of making an impression.

I was wearing a baby blue sabrina dress with a full length. The dress was not very revealing and I liked it very much. I pair it with converse shoes to make my movements more flexible. My hair is also broken so that my appearance today looks different.

The bruises I got from Mama were almost completely gone. Only yellow patches remain in my stomach area and under the eyes that have been covered by make up. I thought, I was trying too hard just for this, but I let my doubts slip and still decided to put on what I had prepared.

I stared at my appearance once again in the long mirror. I nodded enjoying my work, not overdoing it and I was satisfied. I was going out thinking I should welcome our guests. Unexpectedly, they had already started to arrive. We did invite only locals and business owners in this area for the opening event today. Even so, Davin's hopes are enormous. He wanted more to come because that also included marketing.

As soon as I came out, I was greeted with a soft jazz sound. That voice wandered through my mind as it twisted. I entered the shop and many heads turned directly towards me. They looked a little frowned and I don't think it was my arrival that they expected. I smiled as a form of courtesy and immediately walked up the street close to the event venue.

"Aretta!" I heard someone calling me from my left. I looked up, and the man hugged me. The scent of perfume instantly filled my nose as soon as she managed to reach me, "you are so beautiful night ink." Oma Goddess sobbed as she let go of our embrace. For someone who is already old, Oma's embrace can be said to be very powerful. The old woman looked at me from top to bottom before looking over my shoulder if her granddaughter was looking at me.

"Aretta's pretty, right?" Oma asked who made me look back. Aidan stammered and he could still steal pandnag at me.

"Well..."

"Aretta's pretty, right?" Oma asked again in a firm tone.

"Yes" to make Aidan maengadui. He looked towards the ceiling of the room as he answered. I could see her face flushed red from being reprimanded by Oma. As for Oma, she seemed to smile with satisfaction while hugging me again.

"Thank you, Aretta." Oma whispered softly in my ear, "you managed to make our dream come true" she said still hugging me.

My tears flowed and it choked my throat when Oma also became sentimental. He is very grateful for the amazing change in this store. I myself could not speak the words, which I did gabya to avenge his embrace.

"Together, Oma," that's all I can say, "this is all our hand, so Oma don't thank me for it." I gestured for Oma to stare around the room. I showed you how luscious the building is because of our hard work. I also glanced at everyone concerned and floated their paled smile.

Oma is initially surprised, maybe she does not know and Aidan too, may not have had time to tell a story. The old woman lowered her head slowly and thanked us. If he knew the truth, Oma would definitely not behave like that.

In addition to this demand of Oma, this place also as a form of starting my new life and Gio.

Aidan escorts Oma out. He won't be home early because Oma already has her own driver.

"The way was successful," Gio's voice interrupted and I turned my head immediately. The man took another glass after a while and drank the cola, "gue pingin ngajak lo tos, but it's not the right time." He took another sip with a serious face while acting like a grown man.

From the other direction, Davin came to join, but until in front of us, he immediately turned towards me.

"Gue wants to apologize for that, Aretta. I'm sorry I told you about lo and Aidan."

I looked at the man who was looking down. The man who usually looked very cheerful, instead acted like a child who was caught leaking secrets to neighbors. I giggled softly, "No pa-pa. If you don't tell me, he couldn't have maki-maki Aidan yesterday," I said as I glanced at Gio. The man instead looked relaxed, sipping his drink without feeling guilty. I ignored Gio's expression and turned to look at Davin again, "I should say thank you to you, because you're a test for me to be with him." I talk while thinking.

Davin himself immediately looked at me in disbelief.

I flicked my shoulders and twisted my body to leave, but when I turned around I was directly facing Aidan. Those brown eyes of hers were staring intently at me.

"Gue needs to talk to you." He muttered and grabbed my arm forcefully. Aidan also dragged me to one corner of the room in the bookcase area. Then she asked me to sit on the little couch that was on her side with her still staring at me.

"Aretta, I'm sorry that I've been unkind to you this week. Honestly, I'm still disappointed with your decision, but it turns out I can't stay with you. You don't want to consider me your friend anymore? I heard your conversation earlier, but I shouldn't have acted like that to you." He said with a full plea while rubbing his face roughly.

The desperate storm that only I could from afar, now plastered real in front of my face. His expression also seemed regretful, but there was a question left in my mind. Is he sorry for everything that happened? Or is he sorry for what he did? I'm not sure which of the two questions is describing Aidan's situation.

But back to being friends? Even that word alone surprised me. What I want is more status than a friend. But what power, I also do not have the courage to say it.

"Do you like me? More than a love for a friend?"

I don't know where the courage came from, until I finally dared to ask. And what I got was the worried expression that Aidan was showing.