
Until he stopped when he heard the voice of a woman he knew called his name. Making Darel turn back his body to see the origin of the voice that called his name excitedly earlier.
"Felysia...!!!" Said Darel who finally stopped his steps after turning his head.
"Darel...how are you?" still with her centile tone, even now her cheeks and Darel's cheeks have touched each other.
"Good news. Where are you from?" ask Darel. While breaking the hand that is now spoiled in the hands of Darel's stocky.
"I'm from Jakarta. Papa's sick, that's why I'm home. I feel so lazy to just go see them." He said in a very forced tone.
"Where are you going?"
"Hand." Darel replied briefly as he walked towards the place to eat.
"How about mama's news...?" Felysia still aligned her steps following Darel.
"It's very healthy." His word.
"Then, why are you still in Bandung...?" Felysia still kepo.
"I don't work here anymore." Answer with laziness.
"If you don't work here, why are you here...?" asked Felysia who was still flocking him with questions like a journalist.
"Yesterday just finished the proposal." Darel responded to Fely's question.
"Master? Wh who? you... already want to marry? who's same...?" the question is getting kepo.
"Anne." Darel chose to be honest so that Fely would not always hunt him down.
"What the hell...? Darrell pliiis..!!! Tell me you're kidding me...!!!"
"I'm not kidding, I'm indeed getting married to Anin, your former assistant."
"Oh my God. Please Darel, once again. A soul mate is not that joking. What's wrong with you...??"
Darel did not respond to Felysia's words, he only seemed busy with the food menu before him.
"Darel...!!! We were almost married once. I'm a top model, why do I seem to be defeated only by an Anin, that assistant. This is harassment for me Darel. I can't take it!!!" annoyed screams.
Make all eyes look towards the two of them.
"You're so noisy. I'm gonna eat. If you want to eat please, but be quiet! If not, please go home!" Sarkas Darel was resolute, being quite shy. At Fely's attitude, they seem like two couples who are fighting now a free spectacle for the people around them.
"I don't want to eat, but I don't want to be quiet either. I'm still asking for an explanation as to why you are the same Anin. What did Anin do to you that you, now have even proposed to her.Huh...?" Fely slightly lowered his voice but was still full of pressure from the mounting annoyance and anger.
"Anin did nothing. I was in love with him. Just because she was once your assistant, she had no right to be my wife, to be the only woman I asked to be the mother of my children...?" darel asked in a soft voice.
Felysia now looked teary.
"She's pregnant..by you?
Why should Anin be the woman you chose Darel. Why her...?" now he looks sobbing.
"Don't say anything. She may be pregnant, you know what kind of woman she is. For the reason why I chose him, you better ask God. For I myself am only living a taste so turbulent in my heart, which so strongly desires it." Answer Darel casually.
"Or don't you.. You guys have been in a relationship behind my back? Never mind when he became my assistant did you guys have a relationship. I am the only one who is insensitive!!! Answer...!!! You cheating couple...!!! Isn't that...?" again the sound was high attracting the attention of the people there.
"I said shut up...!! Now you're taking away my appetite.!" Darel said leaving money on the table, under the plate of the food menu he ordered.
Then seemed to hurriedly leave Felysia who was still seen crying on the table.
He did not understand why Anin should be his successor. Felysia was very disappointed. He felt it was an abuse for him, however Anin was still an assistant. Felysia ruffled her hair irritatedly. Really upset.
With a rash move and a foot that he deliberately kicked, Felysia left Juanda Airport with a very upset feeling.
Darel was not much different from Felysia. He was very upset about his meeting with his first love.
Darel now seemed in a hurry to spend his lunch that had been delayed, then returned to Juanda Airport to immediately fly to Bandung.
A few days later, Anin seemed confused by a phone call from a number she did not recognize. Since the call took place in the middle of the night, of course Anin did not respond to it.
Unlike the call from Darel even though it is midnight or dawn. He must always be waiting for. Except when studying.
"Assalamualikum Lov... have you prayed?" greet Darel when Paris time shows at 4am.
"Walaikumsallam, no. Still receive the phone of the future husband first. New prayer." Anin replied excitedly.
"Ciee, who already has a future husband." Goda Darel's.
"Bee. don't talk for long. After this, go to sleep quickly. It will hurt."
"Yes mom, I only have insomnia syndrome now if I haven't heard my future wife's voice." His love for this beloved woman.
"See.commonly my hubby."
"Mom."
"Hmmm.."
"Mooom."
"Hmmmm, what's the matter Bee?"
"Yesterday after you left, I met Felysia at the airport. He said he was from Jakarta. Go back to Surabaya and see his father sick."
"Keep...?"
"He asked me the same question, what in Juanda. Yes I said. Send the wife."
"Trus..?"
"Well, she's in love, want to know who my future wife is. I said you."
"Trus...?"
"Ih..trus continues.ntar mentok looo." Canda Darel's.
"Yes, I'm curious dong. my future husband met his ex. Time aja... still ngaku singles then.ngapain that is."
"Lov.I'm lazy to fuss about being far away. If I tell you, you are recklessly accusing me. I met her and I said we'd get married soon. Then he got angry, he said he didn't accept my choice."
"So we're how Bee is. Kasian Fely, I should have permission either him, or I have taken his lover...?" terka Anin.
"Mom. I really have broken up with him for a long time. Here I love you more, why should permission with him. That's from the parents, not the ex."
"Yes.but sometimes there is a sense left behind, it has not been done Bee. Continues yesterday speaking until complete ga...?"
"Ga .. I'll just go. My emotions...!!"
Darel replied that instantly changed the mood.
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