Between Revenge and Love

That man

Dinda and Dina finally agreed to stay longer. Waiting for elegant socialite mothers. How they dress up and the fancy jewelry they wear attracts Dinda and Dina.

The two girls looked at each other meaningfully. They started whispering to each other, throwing jokes.

"Din.. if you were betrothed to Miss Desy's son, you would be like one of them." Dina gave the code with a glance at her eyes.

"Hahaha, if I want to. But how's Madame Desy's son gonna run away from me." Dinda whispered softly afraid of sounding others. Dinda's heart was already frozen, how Fariz's betrayal had made her close the heart to any man. Especially when his memory returned that morning. He wakes up in a hotel room with a man. Dinda sighed deeply, trying to let go of the turmoil of her heart.

He was determined to face all the bitterness of his life with iklas.

Dina and Dinda, compactly cast a smile. Madam Desy's show, unlike the complex mothers' arisan. Where the pull money only ranges from one or two million rupiah. Arisan socialite mothers reach billions of rupiah. And their talk about business investment is also a gem or diamond they have.

Dinda was distraught, hearing the words of a socialite mother sitting by her desk. To Dinda the woman was very arrogant and pretentious. Very different from Madam Desy who looks calm and unpretentious. Mrs Desy who was obviously rich was mediocre, not boasting about her property at all. Appeared feeling of admiration for the figure of the mistress Desy.

After almost an hour of socialite mothers talking. Time for lunch. Dinda was quite fluttering. There is a feeling of fear and inferiority, what if the socialite mothers do not like the cuisine. If they do not want to touch the food, it could be that Miss Desy was humiliated.

Thankfully, his fear did not happen. All his cooking was raided to almost toilet.

"Gee... What restaurant is this from? The cooking is all really good." Said one of the socialite mothers approaching Miss Desy.

"Our house chef." Miss Desy's short answer surprised me. Instantly Dinda's admiration for Madam Desy slowly evaporated. "I thought that Miss Desy would promote my cooking because she kept me here." The complaint in the heart.

Madam Desy seemed to know Dinda's heart. He casts glances and lip gestures like a demon. Dinda did not really understand what Miss Desy meant, but she tried to understand Desy's intentions.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the socialite of lady Desy's socialite is finished. Dinda and Dina are ready to go home. But again, Madam Desy held Dinda back from going home. Madam Desy told Dinda to cook dinner for her family.

Actually, Dinda wants to go home quickly. He wanted to see his mother in the hospital. He had not heard from his mother all day. He hopes his mother is fine, also Inayah's mother who is currently at home working on a box rice order can finish without obstacles.

"Sir, what can I help you with?" Ask a waiter to offer help. Dinda can do it herself. After all, the menu requested by Miss Desy is quite simple. Ms. Desy only asked for meat and potato soto. Dinda would've turned down the waiter's offer of help. But finally he nodded as well, hoping that this work could be finished quickly.

Dinda offers the spices she is peeling. Without much question, the waiter immediately helped Dinda peel the spices she had prepared.

At half-five in the afternoon, the cooking was ready. Dinda was assisted by a waiter, preparing food at the dinner table. All dishes are on the dining table. At the same time, Madame Desy approached Dinda. Before Dinda said her wish to return home immediately. Madam Desy preceded saying to him.

"Mbak Dinda, we have dinner together. I don't have any dinner friends." Madam Desy said kindly.

"But Madam,." Dinda's refusal was immediately cut.

They sat in the chair facing. Madam Desy looks very warm. Several times he accidentally added a side dish on Dinda's plate.

"Thank you madam, this is already too much. Fear doesn't end later." Madam Desy simply replied to him with a smile.

They talked quite familiarly. Madam Desy turned out to be quite humorous making Dinda feel comfortable.

Madam Desy had already finished her meal. While Dinda felt uncomfortable because there was still too much soto meat and fried lung on her plate. It makes him feel like he is still spending it.

"So I told you there's something important I want to talk about." Madam Desy said seriously.

Dinda stopped her bribe. He turned his attention to Madame Desy.

"I'm so impressed by your delicious cuisine. I want to offer you a special job. Become a family chef. My only child is very picky about food. Even if he does not have an appetite, he can not eat all day. Some of this time he only ate your homemade rice box. I'll give you a pretty big salary if Madam Dinda wants to be our chef." Miss Desy's offer was very tempting.

But Dinda doubted, how he could manage his time let alone his catering business just pioneered. His mother is also still recovering from surgery. Dinda weighed in, she had to be careful in making the decision.

When Dinda fell silent. Mrs Desy deliberately allowed Dinda to think. He also did not want to force his will.

From the front came the sound of a car entering the courtyard. Before long a man entered the house and went straight to the kitchen. Ridho habit every time he came home from work he must have nyamperin his mother in the dining room.

When Ridho reached the dining room, he stopped. Because it was unusual, his mother was there to accompany him to eat. He wondered who his mother's guests were.

"Met afternoon maa..." Sapa Ridho while taking a seat next to his mama. He began to notice the beautiful girl sitting across from his desk. Ridho admired the innocence of the girl's face. This time he saw a girl who looked sincere. The girl in front of him, like her he had seen her.

"Ridho. Today I have meat soto. You must like it." The mother said while taking her child food.

There were many questions flashing in Ridho's mind. All this time, his mother never once let meat soto dishes at home. The reason his mother, he will remember his father who has died. Because this is her favorite food.

"Thank you Ma..." Ridho immediately scooped up mouthfuls after mouthful. It really feels good in his mouth. His attention returned to the girl across the table. He remembered, it seemed that the girl was no stranger to him. A few shadows began to cross in his memory.

Dinda who had been silent since then, she also stole a glance at the only son of the mistress Desy. Heart's pounding. He remembered that morning. When he woke up in a hotel room. The man lying next to him. There was a splash of blood and mucus fluid littering his bedsheets.

Instantly a sense of heat crept on the surface of his face.

The man who had desecrated her.