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"Mother?"

"Alan??"

The man who was none other than Alan laughed cynically. "I'm sorry I got the wrong address." He turned around but his steps were restrained due to the hand checks from behind.

"Wait for Al, I'll talk!. I'll apologize, too."

Alan brushed aside Ima's hand.

"Nothing to say!"

"Don't you want to know about Aya?" Ima's words make Alan stop his steps.

"Quick say I don't have much time!" Alan said shortly after he sat down.

Ima presses the intercom button. "Please bring a drink for__"

"No, I was drinking." Cut Alan. "Just tell me what you want to say!"

"I'm really sorry Al, if only I had known from the beginning that you were the helper prince that Aya had been looking for all this time. I can't do all that." Ima looked down not daring to look at Alan. While Alan looked at Ima full of probing, looking for lies there.

"Yes, I already know everything, if I'm the one trying to separate you and the cause he has to leave you." Now Ima looked up to dare to look into the eyes of the man who had once been in her heart.

Actually Alan already knew that what caused Aya to be taken by her parents was Ima. "How is he doing now?"

Ima told me everything that happened when Aya arrived at home from the punishment in the brackets in the room, Aya who went on hunger strike and now Aya who did not want to see Ima even to see her. The present figure of Aya was also much different. Aya who is cheerful, likes to joke and spoiled when together with her family is gone. Replaced with a quiet and often daydreaming Aya.

Ima also told me about Asher who was finally sent to LA again, put into the dormitory with super tight security. Asher actually rejected it, somehow his desire to study abroad evaporated. All he wants now is to go back to the city of J*** or be near his twin brother is not a problem. But what he wanted to say, he had absolutely no right to refuse.

"So now you're not going to college? And even work here?" Alan who had listened earlier finally made a sound after feeling a little sure that Ima was sorry.

"Maybe I'm here to atone for my guilt. As one way that I can unravel a bit of regret and prove my sincerity."

Alan frowned in astonishment at Ima's words. "Is this Cafe Aya's?"

"It belongs to Asher and Aya. You see that name written up front? The name of the cafe is taken from the first letter of their name. Aya can not run it because now she is in brackets again in the house, her activities are also restricted as before. And of course Asher can't either. So I run and manage it as I can."

"I asked for Aya's home address."

"Are you sure Al?" Ima looked at Alan doubtfully.

"So sure you don't want to give it?" Alan looked at Ima full of probes.

"Of course I'll give it to you. But Om Jonathan. I mean his father Aya already thinks badly of you. Sorry it's all because of me." Ima felt regret.

"Om Jonathan is loud and a little cruel Al. Maybe after you get there you are not allowed to meet Aya. Are you sure?" Ima asked for the umpteenth time to see the sincerity of Alan.

"I'm sure! It doesn't hurt to try." Alan seemed to mean it.

Ima writes the address on a small piece of paper and then thrusts it at Alan. "This is Aya's home address, and behind it is my phone number. If you need help, you can call me."

After ima said it Alan left just like that. "Hopefully you can unite again, I will do my best to help you." Murmured Ima, he said it sincerely.

Alan arrived in front of the large gate. It can be ascertained as big and luxurious as what the building of the house behind it.

"Who are you looking for?" Ask the security guard at the care post.

"Please tell Mr. Jonathan that Alan from J**** came to see him. There's something important I want to say."

The man was seen contacting someone over the phone line in the post.

"Wait another fifteen minutes The great Lord will meet you."

While on the other hand, "Sister Nadia where are we going, Papa ngizinin tumben me out?" Ask her when she gets in the car.

"Ep.. Papa Kasian with you like you often daydream. So Papa lets you out, so your mind's a little fresher." Nadia gives alansan.

"Oh..Where are we going, sister?" Their car was already driving towards the back gate. "Cock tumben through the back gate? Not usually." Aya began to suspect.

"Ke Mall how? You have not been shopping for a long time after that we went to the Salon for treatment. Older brother not nyalon, since there are baby twins." Nadia turned Aya's attention to no longer asking about their passing. Nadia told Jonathan's father to take Aya away. Before he finishes his business with Alan, his daughter's lover.

"Sorry, my sister is going to the Mall or to the Salon. How about going to the cafe. I haven't been there for a long time."

"OK." Reply Nadia steady.

On the other hand Alan who had been waiting for fifteen minutes was finally allowed to enter.

As he stepped, he saw a magnificent building standing in front of him but did not reduce his confidence in the least. He loves Aya sincerely. No matter how rich or poor the girl he loves is. Aya was still an Aya, the light in her heart.

After being invited in. Now Alan was faced with a middle-aged man who had been sitting on foot with arrogance.

"Please sit down."

"Thank you." Finally Alan subdued himself on the soft sofa of the Narendra family residence.

"What do you need to do to come all the way here? I'm quite surprised you found your residence. Your father must have told you. Turns out he's pretty brave." Jonathan smiled cynically.

"This has nothing to do with my father. It's purely my personal business. I got your address with my own efforts. And just so you know, my dad didn't even know I was coming to this town."

"I want to meet your daughter Aya. I'd also like to convey my seriousness to you Mr. Jonathan."

Jonathan laughed for the last time. "What do you have so boldly in a relationship with my beloved daughter?"

"I will try to make her happy. Soon I will become a scholar, more precisely tomorrow the day after tomorrow. I also have a small company. I am sure that later after marriage I can make her happy and meet all the needs of Aya."

"Suppose you! I don't trust you. What can be proud of a child whose family is just a mess like you."

Alan immediately looked up his eyes flabbergasted. He did not expect Jonathan to know so well of all his origins.

"Don't because you saved my daughter until now you were so brave to propose and ask for my daughter."

One hand Jonathan looked up and the adjutant at the side immediately gave a thick brown envelope. "Guard for you, I think this is enough to pay for your services first." He threw the envelope containing the money in front of Alan.

"I don't need that money. I just want to see your daughter." Alan was muddled by his decision.

Jonathan looked so furious he got up straight from his seat.

"I'll never allow it!"

"I beg you, sir, I'm sure you can make your daughter happy. We love each other."

"I don't believe you! I'm sure you'll do the same thing your father did. Fruits fall not far from the tree. Surely one day you will also have an affair like your father did!"

"You have no right to insult my father! You don't know what's really going on." Alan stood up too. He felt displeased by Jonathan's words.

"That means you justify what your father did...Mike put this guy out!."

Alan was immediately dragged out. His body was pushed to a staggering moment after arriving at the gate.

***

I don't know why Aya feels uncomfortable when she arrives at her Cafe.

"Are you here?" Ima asked a little surprised to see Aya's whereabouts.

"Can't you?! Did you forget it was my cafe?" Saying Aya ketus. And sit down in one of the chairs. His arrival was immediately welcomed by several employees. It does not take long to drink and some desert cake has been presented in front of him.

"It's not so I mean." Ima said softly while looking down.

Nadia realized something was wrong with the two long-time friends who finally asked for permission to go to the restroom. He wanted to leave them to be free to talk and solve their problems.

"Ay, Alan was here."

Ima's words suddenly made Aya flabbergasted. Aya had not heard that name for a long time.

"really? You're not lying, are you?" Aya shook Ima's shoulder.

"True, he was asking where you live. I told him too. I thought he came straight for you."

Aya immediately realized the irregularities that occurred a few minutes ago. I think Aya felt something was wrong. Without saying anything Aya just walked away from the cafe.

"Sir is back home. Hurry sir!" Shouted Aya to the driver of her family.

Aya looked unsettled. He sat down restlessly. As he was almost at his residence. Alan was also on his way home. Aya's car passed the taxi that Alan was riding.

Aya who was struck by anxiety certainly did not have time to look.

"Where's Papa?" Ask Aya with a little breath.

"Master is in his study. What's the matter Young Miss?" Ask Tuti.

"Have any guests come to this house after I left?" Tanya Aya looked at Tuti full of probing.

"Emm.. no. There's Miss." Tuti lowered his head to hide his nervousness.

Aya knew that the servant in front of her was lying. Without a word he went straight to the CCTV control room in the house.

The person who served there was certainly very shocked. "You all get out of this room."

They immediately withdrew and left Aya alone. Aya immediately struggled with the computer screens that were there. Alan was sitting and talking to his father. Their conversation can also be heard clearly by him.

Hands clenched. Feeling angry at the words his father said.

"Oh... Turns out my daughter already knows?"

Aya turned to look at the flat face of her father who had been standing there since when.

"Bad papa! Aya did not expect Papa to be able to say such a cruel thing!" His cry was accompanied by an outpouring of anger through the melting of tears.

"Ben!...Carlos!.take Aya in her room and don't let her out!" Jonathan's orders were carried out by two bodyguards.

"Bad papa! Aya hates Papa!" Shouting Aya continued thrashing.

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Sorry yes last night want up eh even overslept. It turns out that my story is always awaited by the readers.don't forget likes, comments and votes huh? may you beloved readers always be given health... Amens.