Dion [For My Twins]

Episodes 13.2

“You're awake?” asked Andre on the seat beside Dea. “Yes sleep?” continued again.

Dea nodded her head. Slowly, he stretched his hand muscles. Crew.. crek. Andre laughed, then gently stroked Dea's hair again. And Dea could only smile, pleased with Andre's romantic concern.

“Andre...,” word Dea soft.

“Ya, what's up?”

“Actually, I...,” Dea started telling stories. Andre listened carefully and digested in his mind.

So that's what makes Dea cringe like this. Worth it, it concerns his life between two choices. Andre looked at his lover with a look of pity. He knew the girl was on edge. Dea is very fond of his position as chairman of the ises, but he has no intention of getting out of Scorpio.

Slowly, Andre took his phone. It seems he typed some messages for someone. While Dea, she only looked at Andre's actions, astonished as well.

“What's up, Ndre?” ask Dea curiously.

“No coking!” replies Andre while putting the phone in his pants pocket. “I'll take you home! The school gate will close soon,” Andre said by cleaning Dea's school equipment. Then, he led Dea down from the bed. They immediately left the white room of the school.

Dea was still unable to think calmly. Distraught and restless. That choice has not been determined. Mr. Anggara continued to urge him to make a choice. It's not wrong, Mr. Anggara did that. He just does his job as an education. He just wanted to help Dea to save her future.

Tok.. tok. Dea got up and opened the door.

“You've slept?” mama asked by stroking the hair of her beloved son.

Seeing that answer, his mother looked at Dea uneasily. What happened to the child? Tumben once Dea was not that kind of spirit. “What happened to the problem?”mama asked, starting to open her heart.

Dea shook her head. Perhaps his intention was not to make the middle-aged woman worry. However it seemed, he was already unable to resist that sense of gloom.Slowly, his tears were dripping. She cried.

Her mother was silent, then hugged her tightly. Letting Dea cry in his arms. Not long after, the crying stopped. Her tears did not fall anymore. A feeling of relief was approaching him.

“Ma, Mr. Anggara called Dea, he said his school grades dropped. Therefore, Dea must choose whether to remain the chairman of the band or drummer in the band. Where do Dea bangtung want to choose? Dea both liked the job,” obviously Dea at length.

Mama held her cheek, then wiped away those falling tears. His son is fragile and does not know how. Slowly, he hugged her tightly. “Dea, mama can only support your every choice,”. “Mama can only advise that you choose something that you truly care about, choose with love. Love will make you feel happy every time you do your job,” he continued.

Dea was crying. Not because of his mother's words, he just wanted to let go of the fatigue. True to the words of his mother, he must make a choice with love.

After getting advice from his mother, Dea began to think. It is time to end that choice. He's already decided between the head of the osis or the drummer? And that choice will lead him to happiness.

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