CITY LOCATION: ANOTHER HEART

Episode 5's

February is one of the peaks of Maghali’s crowd. The tables available are usually reserved since far away by couples who want to participate enliven the nuances of love. Increased activity inevitably makes all employees work harder.

Half daydreamed Elle was watching a waiter put a new tablecloth on the table, when his shoulder was patted by someone. Elle turned her head, finding the Maghali’s owner smiling at her.

“Where are the preparations for tonight?” Siera looked around.

“Beres, Aunt, as usual.” Elle held up her thumb. “Tante, new clock drop here?” tanyakanya.

Siera turned a glance at Elle before circulating another glance around the resto. “So there was an appointment to meet with Jeng Desy,” he replied. “That's it, chat her engagement plan Raffi.”

The engagement continues?

Elle just smiled. Didn't say anything.

“Ma...” Almost with Elle and Siera looking. Siera immediately smiled. Elle was momentarily stunned, but immediately looked at Raffi expressionlessly.

“Loh Raff, he said he was here with Naura? Where is she?” ask Siera.

“To the toilet for a moment,” the answer is short. The man glanced at Elle. At first glance, but it feels sharp piercing. And .. pain. Elle threw her face the other way, at the bustle of the restaurant officials around them.

His eyes pounded on a female figure who walked gracefully towards them. Elle desperately held back not sneering.

“Hai, Darling.” Siera greeted Naura.

The accosted one smiled, then hugged and kissed Siera's cheek. “Sori Aunty, we're a little late, there was still a meeting at the office. Raffi also had been a bit long waiting,” he said cheerfully.

Siera. “Nothing. Yes already, let's have dinner now while chatting.” He looked at Elle. “Follow you guys, honey, let's race.”

Elle smiled sweetly, glancing at the faint disapproving expression from Naura's face. Raffi, again just glanced at him a glance. Elle shakes. “Neither Aunt, thanks ... It's still a lot of work,” reject it smooth.

Siera threw a disapproving look. “Leave it for a moment, nothing. Come on, hold on to this gathering again. Soon Om and Dera are following,” persuade Siera.

Elle just laughed. “No Aunt, thanks. Those are the guests coming. Cook want me to stay?”

Siera finally only let out a long breath. “Ya. But if you want to join still we wait you know, and you should not forget to eat.”

Elle smiled amusedly looking at Naura's expression. “Iya, Aunt,” answer later.

Siera left Elle for the table that had been prepared for them in the north corner of the restaurant, followed by Raffi who followed with Naura by his side.

The family is perfect, even though the future daughter-in-law is a little mentally ill. Beyond that, nothing can be reproached. Elle lowered her head, hiding a wry smile.

Since their last conversation in the basement of his apartment about a month ago, Raffi has kept his word. No longer see him. Never contacted him. His heart ached because of it, but, never mind. He had already nearly stepped into the kitchen checking the performance of the new chef Maghali’s when he felt the phone in his black peplum blazer pocket vibrate. When he opened it, he found a message coming in. Rayhan Danubrata's.

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Raffi just observed, when Rayhan entered Maghali’s, then Elle who came to the table and greeted them one by one to say goodbye.

“Raff, does Elle have the same relationship ... what's his name?” siera asked, even though Elle did not introduce her to their table.

Raffi did not answer, it was Dera who chimed in. “Mamaaa, the owner of Global Channel, Rayhan Danubrata. Rumor is they are dating,” Siera just nods. His father just smiled at the babble of his daughter who is a fan of gossip.

“Kok can yes, Elle equals her?” siera gumam.

“Mam's Trouble, Elle's sister is beautiful. Talented too, taste bosses tivi tuh.” station

“Sok knows you,” blame Siera on her youngest child, but Dera just giggles. “Already night Raff. Anterin Naura home, gih?” said Siera. Raffi nodded then got up from his seat.

After saying goodbye to all who were there, Raffi walked hand in hand with Naura towards the parking area in the Maghali’s courtyard.

Along the way to Naura's house in the Radio Dalam area they chatted as usual. Naura looked calm and happy. Raffi occasionally chimed in, among his concentration of driving. Arriving in the courtyard of the magnificent residence of Naura's parents, Raffi also came down, accompanying the steps of the beautiful woman into the house.

“Hai, Raff?” greet Naura's mother who emerged from the living room. “Where was this?”

Raffi smiled politely. “From resto, Aunt, dinner with Mama Papa,” she replied.

Desy, Naura's mother nodded. “Iya forgot, this afternoon Jeng Era was able to say the same Mama.” The woman chuckled to herself. “Maclum if you are the age of Aunt, the memory has been somewhat ... well, know yourself.” Raffi laughed softly in response. While Naura was just silent, looking at the two with a happy expression. “Terus this Raffi want to go straight home or..?”

“Sorry, Aunt, there's still something I should talk to Naura about, if I may.” Naura turned her head curiously at the man, but Raffi only gave her a sweet smile.

“Oh .. can. There go inside. Aunty is still waiting for this Om, already on the road he said briefly again until,” reply Desy.

After saying goodbye, Raffi followed Naura's steps into the salem pink house. The middle-aged woman simply smiled looking at the two.

“What's the matter, Raff?” asked Naura curiously. “We chat in tivi room or in my room?”

“Your room. Not good to hear Aunt.”

Talk in the room. Just two? Progress, Naura thought. Maybe this is an indication of his success getting rid of Elle. Maybe that damn woman has been deterred, terrified under her threat. Or the photos that he sent some time ago, shaking whatever Raffi felt to the bitch. “Come on Raff, I take a drink first,” said Naura after opening her room door. Raffi nodded, then stepped in.

After putting the coffee on the table near the window seat of his room, he caught up with Raffi sitting there. The man was observing the view of the side terrace bordering the edge of the pool.

Realizing Naura's presence, Raffi turned his head and smiled. “Your room is very comfortable,” comments.

Raffi chuckles. “Nothing. This is good,” he replied.

Naura smiled happily at him, then she remembered something. “So what to say?” asked Naura curiously.

Still with a smile, take a coffee cup at the table. After taking a sip, he seemed to think. “Enak Nay, but still too sweet,” he said.

“Preparation of our engagement, smoothly right?” ask Raffi.

Naura fixed her sitting position, her eyes instantly shining. “Iya anyway, but I had a bit of trouble finding a good florist. I do not want to later only use local flowers such as lily or chrysanthemum, less elegant in my opinion. How do you think?”

“There is absolutely nothing?”

“There is, but we have to order in advance.”

“So it's a big problem dong, yes?”

“It is, I want our event to be perfect, in every detail,” said Naura. Raffi frowned watching him. “Still chasing what not, looking for a florist that suits your wishes?” Naura shrugged her shoulders while pouting. “If you don't meet for example, how?” ask Raffi again.

“I'll be disappointed, Raff. But cook yes the event should be pending if the flowers do not exist?”

“Do not. Don't pend. Cancel it all,” said Raffi slowly.

Naura. “Raff? You mean what?”

“Canceled only. Because the flowers do not exist, and the bridegroom also does not want to attend.”

Naura looked at Raffi confused. His mouth opened, then clenched again several times but there was nothing he could say.

“I don't want to marry you, so why was the engagement held?” Raffi took another cup of coffee. Even without making small talk, this conversation felt quite nauseating to him as well.

Raffi reached into the inner pocket of his dark gray blazer. Taking something, extending it to Naura. Naura accepted it with a confused look, not opening it right away. Glancing from the edge of the coffee cup he had wiped, Raffi muttered. “Open it.” He continued to breathe his coffee.

Half doubtful Naura tore the edges of the envelope. Expel contents. Photograph. Dozens of photo sheets. Photos of him and....

Naura's heart stopped beating. His face immediately paled. With the fingers shaking the opening one by one 4R size photo sheet, then cursing in the heart. How could it be, how could Raffi have these kind of photos?

“Why, Nay?” raffi asked, putting his coffee cup back on the table.

Naura looked at Raffi in panic. “You you are spying

me?” hisses wirih.

Raffi just shrugged his shoulders. “From asking that, don't you feel the need to explain anything to me?” ask Raffi.

“Raff, this is not what you imagined.

I'm not. ”

A pair of Raffi eyebrows shot up. “What aren't you?”

“Why are you spying on me?” tukas Naura defensive. “Why don't you answer my question?”

Naura fell silent. He certainly wanted to deny. But, to be denied like anything, the photos speak more facts. Shit, where did Raffi get it?

Seeing that Naura was silent, Raffi shook his head. “I have the right to investigate anyone who has the potential to become my wife.”

“You ... you, you can't possibly be that late,” his great-grandson is desperate.

Raffi nodded. “Indeed. I don't have the heart, but other than that I have to tell the truth. I never loved you. Looking at those photos, it seems like you don't love me either, right? So why are we married?”

“I .. I love you. There is nothing to worry about from the photos. Believe, Raff. We can try to love each other as time goes by.”

Raffi just looked at him skeptically, then shook his head. “I don't want to,” reply.

Naura began to feel emotions. “And he, indeed he loves you too?” Raffi who looked at him was confused this time. “What shouldn't you look at before saying that? You're just like me. Chasing women who don't even care about you.”

Raffi narrowed, it's already starting to widen. He began to be unable to bear this conversation, especially with the appearance of Naura who began to be overcome by emotions. “I don't think it's any of your business, we'll finish this off fine. And back friends.”

Naura grunts. “That's what you think?”

“Why should make it complicated?”

“You're outrageous, Raff. Five days before the engagement, and you—”

“I'm so sorry, Nay. Maybe I should've told you this a long time ago, but ... well .. once again I'm sorry.”

Naura fell silent. Staring at Raffi with an odd expression that made the man frown uncomfortably. After all the effort he made to get Raffi?

“You're outrageous,” hisses are cold. “And it seems like you also do not understand, what can I do.”