CURTAINS OF THE PAST

PROLOGUES

Note: The story of Toni's past has been told in the novel The Glitter of My Love Kamelia At the End of Twilight.

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Some say the past is a very rewarding experience. But that does not mean hope must be left behind in that time, and the past continues to live in a shadow that always haunts.

Starting from Antoni Zulherman, a young man who is not married but has become a father because of mistakes he has made.

Yes, Milka is her little daughter who now has a father from her own cousin.

She loved Kamelia, the mother of her little daughter. A woman who had been raped in the past because of her love greed.

Although Toni has obtained an apology from Kamelia, and she is also given the right to get papa's summons from everyone against Milka, and even with a heavy heart Toni left her birth village to go with her grandmother for the sake of Kamelia's happiness. But the feeling of being hit by his feelings of guilt and deep sorrow after his father died made Toni still a cold man.

Until one day, Toni meets a girl who works in a company owned by her late grandfather which is managed by her with the husband of her adoptive grandmother's son whom she had just known before Bram, who is now a, papa Antoni Zulherman breathed his last in the hospital.

His name was Iffatul Fadillah.

Iffah, such is the call of the girl who makes Toni able to slowly forget Kamelia at first sight of Iffah in an elite cafe in front of the office where she works.

It was a day break for office workers like them.

"Nana, naanana, nana, nana, naanaaaaa..."

Toni's lips curved upwards, her eyes unblinking looking at the scene before her at that moment. And that time also her cold flat face revealed a bright twinkle full of comfort.

"Who's the girl?" Toni muttered little without anyone hearing her.

He was still standing behind the walls of the Cafe glancing towards the table occupied by a yellow-skinned girl and wearing a sky-blue veil.

The girl continued to hum while her slightly elongated and slender fingers guerrilla above the laptop keyboard in front of her.

Every now and then he sips coarse coffee from a beautiful glass that is printed specifically for him. And once in a while, his index finger tidied up the location of anti-radiation glasses that perched funny on the stem of his nose a little pointed.

Her beautiful smile made Toni feel at home for a long time looking at herself from a distance.

**Oh Allah... Owner of a hard heart. Soften my heart as it trembles as it gazes upon the beautiful angel of your created world who is close to me today...

And do not let the curtain of the past close the possibility of happiness in my life in the future...

Iffa, the girl that Toni looked at stopped staring at the screen that was not too wide and immediately closed it. He slammed his back into the back of the chair.

"Hm... Finally, it's done, too..." The anti-radiation glasses he used were removed slowly from behind the hood that covered his earlobe.

both of Iffah's middle fingers rubbed the rough of her reddened and slightly watery eyes. When he turned his face towards Toni, Toni turned into a misbehavior and a wave. Toni immediately left Iffah, haunted by various ludicrous questions in her mind.

Did Mr Toni just watch me?~ Inner Iffa confused.

But for what?~ He's getting confused.

Iffa cut his thin lips as if not to bother and immediately packed his stuff scattered on the table.

"Have you had lunch?" The question emerged from the middle-aged man's rude voice but sounded worried about him. The middle-aged man inched closer to Toni's desk from the direction of her slightly open door.

"Hmmm... Oo... Uh... Toni forgot to." Toni. He turned nervous, looking once he felt uneasy at the question of the middle-aged man he called om.

"Until when are you going to be like this, son? Don't you feel sorry for your grandmother and aunt the more you think about and worry about you?" Bobi listened to Toni's confession.

"I'm sorry Toni om Bobi, Toni promises to start Toni's new life here." His pledge is full of confidence.

"really?" Repeated Bobi as if asking for certainty from him.

"Yes om... Om Bobi continues to support and teach Toni yes om. There's a lot of things that Toni doesn't understand here." His ideal eyes were staring me at the face of the man who was beginning to wrinkle before him as if hoping full of supplication.

"It must be Ton." Bobi stood up from his seat, and immediately patted Toni's shoulder gently. "You are the sole heir at this time. It's time to retire from the job Bram's brother, your papa." Bobi's face changed.

"Not om Bobi himself who asked me for the spirit? But why is it that om becomes upset like this?." Tony forced his smile. He began to grin, hoping it could become a new habit for him after years of the habit disappearing.

"Hahaha, you could have been Ton. The past is not to be forgotten, but also not to be allowed to grumble to hurt our feelings. Let this life flow like water, we just need to make an effort to be able to boil down beautifully in time."

"Hehe... Yes om. It turns out that it's poetic too." Toni's grin without making it up.

"Oh yes, don't Ton, of course. Otherwise, you will not be able to captivate your aunt. Ah that Chelin, he's so sweet from the first." He looked up with a small smile. His face seemed to depict that his mind was staring into his youth.

"Ahems... Ahems... Hm...Hmmm..." Toni cleared her throat to break Bobi's daydream. Bobi laughed again, they both let out a thunderous sound inside the soundproof room.

Toni still laughs at Bobi's behavior, but secretly Bobi smiles at the imposition on Toni's face while laughing with her.

**Hopefully you can forget Kamelia in your life Ton...

And hopefully you will quickly find other Kamelia-Kamelia here... At least the girl who can make you forget your past, can accept you sincerely and lovingly like Chelin prefers om who has no advantages whatsoever than your papa...

You are a good boy like your father. Because ever guilty is not necessarily evil and bad, son..

Hope you continue to have feelings after this...

Bobi's eyes glazed over at Toni whom he had considered his son.

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