At the Crossroads of Love

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Father and Gatra arrived in Semarang at noon. They were picked up by Papa Randy.

At the door of Ahmad Yani airport's domestic arrival, Papa Randy waved his hand seeing Sukma's father walking over.

There was Gatra walking beside his father.

''Mas.'' Papa Randy shakes hands and hugs Sukma's father, like a long-time couple. Just a week ago they met. After letting go of his embrace, Papa Randy turned his gaze to the figure of the adult man who was sculpting beside his best friend.

''It?'' show Papa Randy with his chin, to Sukma's father. Because in the message sent, Sukma's father will come with his wife. Not a handsome handsome guy.

''Gatra, your future daughter-in-law, who else will.'' explained Sukma's father casually kayaking on the beach. Which obviously makes Gatra tick in shock.

What

Gatra who was the talk of two middle-aged men, extended his hand to Papa Randy.'' Gatra, Om.''

Papa Randy was amazed at Gatra. The man whom He used to think of as his son-in-law will be his son-in-law. Last saw Gatra at Arti and Mama's funeral.

Gatra's memory goes back to the time Arti left for good. If he wants to meet Arti at least, Arti will be restrained and will ride another train, not the fateful train that takes him home to Sang Khaliq. The first and last meeting between Gatra and Arti.

Gatra regretted being late to read the message from Arti, who repeatedly asked to meet. Until Arti returned to her city, without meeting Gatra face to face. Leaning limp on the bed, Gatra seemed frustrated with Arti's last message. Suddenly Mother entered without permission, and told them that they must go to Magelang, right now. I'm trying to get tickets for the three of them. Because Arti and Mama died on the way back. Shocked and the more limp Gatra's body heard the news.

Gatra realized when there was a touch in his hand.

'' You're getting hotter, Gatra. Must be a lot huh, the woman who chants to you?'' receiving Gatra's hand.

''Well he's Jones,'' said Sukma's father.

Lah, started to forget the name of his son, Gatra Yah, not jones. Tega really did ngatain son jones, knob ngenes. There is a JOBA, happy singles. His father who seh, sackin what, send back to the mistress.

Gatra stared at his father's sinister gaze. The one that was stared at was ordinary, just pretend what was said.

Papa Randy had already known that, Sukma's father was a nosy person to anyone closest to him. It is not expected that the child himself is also a victim of his own evil. The more seen even Gatra who is more mature in facing his father who sometimes even childish.

''Looks like it's lunchtime, must be hungry right? hows it? want to eat first?'' Papa Randy tried to make an offer. In addition to himself, he also endured hunger.

''Ji-siang like this is good to look for a seger-seger, good Ran. But yes..I just massage, where will you Bring.'' seger-seger but filling, what try?

''Ready! Mas.''

After lunch, I ask to be delivered first to the hotel where He will stay. He said, and wanted to rest for a while, before reviewing the development of the hotel construction that his company was working on.

Papa Randy had offered them to stay at his house, but was rejected by Sukma's father. It is unethical to stay at Papa Randy's place, because their purpose in Semarang is business. It would be different for the holidays.

Father and Gatra stayed at different hotels, although both hotels are located in the city center.

Dad stayed at a hotel chain that he was working with. While Gatra stayed at a hotel provided by the Jateng tourism service.

Because indeed the arrival of Gatra is related to the cooperation that will be established in promoting tourism in Central Java.

Dikira Papa Randy Gatra came to Semarang because he wanted to help his father's work, it turned out wrong.

There was awkwardness after Dad came down. Now live Papa Randy as a driver and Gatra who moved to the front seat, where his father was. Initially Gatra sat in the back seat.he did not think it polite that He remained in the back seat.

''This, there would be cooperation with the Central Java government.'' Gatra replied.

''Your future in advertising, what does this have to do with the Central Java government?'' still not with the type of work Gatra.

''Jateng government through the tourism service and Mr. Governor held an open auction to advertise Jateng tourism, to all advertising actors to follow it. It just so happened that Gatra's company won it. Everything related to the promotion of Jateng tourism will be handled by the Gatra company, Om.'' said Gatra hoping that the explanation is understandable.

'' Not that this is the type of work done in a group of one team?'' asked Papa Randy because he saw Gatra actually came with his father who clearly had different goals. No one saw Yeman Gatra.

'' Yes, if not tomorrow Gatra's friends will come here. Today Gatra confirmed first with the relevant agencies, only later the Gatra team prepared the material.''

''The type of work that requires high creativity.'' muttered Papa Randy who can still be heard by Gatra. I don't know there is a sense of pride to hear Papa Randy's fumigation, although soft but like a word of praise for him.

Papa Randy turns his car into the hotel where Gatra will be staying.

Arriving at the hotel where Gatra was staying, Papa Randy came down. Accompany Gatra to hotel lobby and check in. All looks easy, because the name Gatra and his friends will be registered as VIP guests of the hotel.

''Gatra has a minute, Om there's something to talk about. Just a minute, not more than an hour. While waiting for Ara to come home from school, Ara school happens to be near here, not up to five minutes walk, let her samperin come here later.''

'' Can, Om. Let Gatra put the suitcase into the room first, or...''

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''Gatra to the room first let Om wait in the lobby all want to chat Ara let go back to school directly here.'' replied Papa Randy quickly.

Not until ten minutes Gatra had arrived back in the hotel lobby.Then sitting across the table. Enjoy a cup of coffee.

After a few minutes Papa Randy expressed his wish to Gatra.

''Gatra, can Om count on Gatra?'' papa Randy asked Gatra, and Gatra himself did not know the meaning of the question.

''I mean Om, what is it?''

''Can Om, rely on Gatra to keep Ara Om's only son. Because other than Om, Ara already has no one else.''

I take care of his son, guarding which cake, om don't make Gatra the fountain.

''Gatra can't yet mean, he means, Om.''

''Please marry Ara.''

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