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"Old injuries?" muttered Gio with a riled face.
Romi sat back down, he looked at the faces of two men who seemed to be waiting for an explanation from him.
Exhaling a coarse breath, before trying to answer the curiosity of Gio and Randi.
"I'm sorry, I don't have the right to talk about Diandra's past, let alone these are her bitter memories. All you need to know is that Diandra was not like this. She was just a quiet girl who loved to read, she preferred to harbor her feelings, until the pain turned her into the figure you now see." Romi paused his words he looked at the two men in front of him.
He exhaled again, as if it was difficult to share the story with the man who was the husband of his brother.
"Huh! Never mind, I just want to straighten out in advance the events that you must have seen when coming to my office" Romi continued.
"I can assure you, nothing has happened between us. At that time I was just calming Diandra, because she was feeling bad about all the problems that had happened to her lately" explained Romi, with a look that could not be separated from Gio's face.
Gio returned Romi's gaze, as if he was figuring out the truth of everything the man in front of him was talking about.
"I'm just giving advice, you better talk to Diandra. He is closed and hard. But in his heart he felt lonely. I'm sure, if you can be patient a little bit in dealing with it, he could be devastated one day." Romi ended his words.
"Alright, it seems like there's nothing else I need to talk about." Romi stood up again.
"Wait, you haven't explained about the old wounds suffered by Diandra. For how can I understand his current state, if the cause of all that I do not know." Gio again prevented Romi's move.
"You have decided to marry Diandra, so you must be able to accept her now, with her wounds and stubbornness. Regarding his old wounds, it was related to betrayal and infidelity. So don't make him remember anything else about it, if you don't want him to get away from you more," Romi said, he finally stepped away, leaving Gio and Randi.
After Romi died, Gio just leaned his body with a view that fell down. He never expected that Diandra had such an old wound that had made him turn out like this.
“Ran, try to find out the past Diandra,” Gio said later, on his personal assistant.
“Dan, please find out also the person named Jonas. It seems I heard the name in Romi's office, earlier,” he continued, when I heard Diandra and Romi had talked about the name when he went to the hotel.
“But, How about our hotel maslah?” ask Randi.
Yes, the hotel that still cannot be resolved becomes a maslah. Because the mother and her boss' families will continue to ask about the development of the task that was given to Gio from the beginning, so that they can be in this place now.
However, his boss' meeting with Diandra, made Gio seem to forget his duty. Now Gio looks even more concerned with Diandra's affairs compared to his own.
Somehow, the response from his family later, if until they find out that Gio has married, without even talking to them first.
“We talk about that later. Now I want to know first how my wife's past,” said Gio, which makes Romi can no longer deny the orders of his boss.
“Alright, I will try to find out all this,” Romi replied resignedly.
“But, before that, I want to eat first. Hungry nih,” he continued again, raising his hand, calling the waiter of the restaurant.
Gio did not reply, he also ended up just silent with a troubled heart.
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Elsewhere, Diandra stopped her car on a street that looked still quiet. The rough breathing he did repeatedly, with eyes that began to redden, resisting the urge of water that wanted to come out immediately.
The hand holding the steering wheel of the car seemed to tremble, with shaky eyes.
With a feeble movement, he put his head on the wheel, closing his eyes with a flash of the shadow of the past that began to spin back overshadowing in his memory.
"What if you marry Eric? Let me and Hery get Father's blessing. "
"But, Ana ...."
"You just have to agree to it, all of it let me and Hery do it."
"Do you have the heart to let all that happen to me, Dian? It's the only way, so that Hery and I can get my blessing from you."
A flash of the conversation she and Diana had a few years ago, now added to the pain within her chest at this moment.
Not feeling any tears finally dripping with a small stuffing accompanied him. His trembling back endured even the pain, completing a real scene, how painful he was right now.
"You are too stupid to be a girl, to easily obey your sister, and fall into my and my family's trap."
"I've been waiting for this moment for a long time. The moment you and the rest of the family trusted me and clapped my knees at me. That way, I can destroy you."
"You think, me and my family will just forget about it, the incident when my father died at that time, huh? It can't be!"
"You should have realized in the first place that I would never be interested in a girl like you. You're just me making pawns, to avenge me on your family.
"How does it feel to be betrayed by someone we trust so much? Sick, right?"
Back the voice of a man who incised wounds in his past was ringing in the head, making Diandra even worse in the memories he had long tried to forget.
“No, it's not all my fault. Why do I have to endure all this?” Mumbled wailing.
Tok ... tok ....
The sound of knocking on the car glass makes Diandra back in the present. Attracting nature under his brother to the reality that is happening today.
He lifted his face and saw someone beside his car. A man who knew for sure the pain of his heart seemed to stare worriedly at Diandra.
“Dian, open the door. You're okay, right?” ask the man who is none other than Romi.
Yes, he immediately caught up with Diandra using the base object, as soon as he finished talking to Gio.
Diandra unlocks the car door, letting Romi in and accompanying him.
Romi sat in the passenger seat, next to Diandra. He looked worriedly at the face because of his brother.
“Dian?” abugn.
“I'm fine, Rom. You don't worry,” Diandra replied, taking a tissue and wiping away the tears on her face and the liquid coming out of her nose.
“Really, are you okay?” Romi was still not convinced by the answer of the woman in front of him.
Diandra simply nodded in response. He was too tired just to explain to Romi.
Moreover, Romi certainly knows, what he feels right now, without Diandra saying it though.
“Alright, I believe in you. Now you want to go where, here let me drive,” Romi said.
“I can still be alone, Rom. We just go back to the hotel, not that we still have a lot of work there,” replied Diandra, while getting ready to run his car again.
“No-no. You get down now, let me drive. I don't want to die silly just because you're not focused. I still have a little child who needs her father and a wife who needs her husband,” Romi bells, forcing Diandra to come down and change seats with him.
Diandra just chipped annoyed, then obeyed his brother's wishes. He will not be able to fight back if there is already a son and wife Romi as an excuse.
“Basic base,” cebik Diandra slowly, while sitting in the passenger seat.
Romi did not chim in, he just smiled and started driving Diandra's car to the hotel again.
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