
With hesitation, Gea descends the stairs with Vincent and Mona. Today all the family members are at home for dinner, leaving their busy lives for a moment.
Only Agra, whom he knew the rest of the three others, did not. Leon enjoyed the appetizer quietly. Two young men were seen sitting opposite him.
"Uncle Leon, Gilang, meet Vincent and his daughter Gea." said Mona, dancing a chair for her young daughter-in-law.
"Emm.." That's all that came out of Leon's mouth, not so responding. Meanwhile, Gilang who was about to extend a hand did not so, following the cold behavior of his father. Maybe like a cat, imitating the behavior of his father who is a lion.
This house is really a refreshing sight, Keyla murmured in her heart, starting to rise up to reach out her hand, about to get acquainted with Vincent.
"Keyla.." she told Vincent, tidying up her hair acting like a plain girl.
Plaque...
Keyla's outstretched hand hit Mona, "Don't try to get acquainted with her,"
"I.ltya..." Keyla started to sit down.
Of jealousy? No, but Mona quite knows the flirtatious behavior of her cousin lover. Somehow it was quite annoying for him to stare at the presence of the shameless creature. The most beautiful creature, even defeated her beauty and Frea.
"Where's Tomy?" asked Mona sighing harshly.
"It will soon come down, his wife is breastfeeding," replied Gilang, eating food in front of him.
"Darling, eat a lot?" Mona smiled, putting some vegetables and meat on a Gea plate.
Vincent stared at the stairs, not blinking at all. "Truly Tomy, the br*hsek boy.." he muttered stunned, staring at the two sentient beings descending.
At least, Frea had told me about the boy who bit his hand. The boy who miraculously became Frea's husband.
The stuttering child who had now grown up smiled, guiding his wife unaware of anyone who was at the dining table at this time. Gea clenched his forehead immediately got up.
"Mother!!" her call ran to embrace Frea.
In a moment of silence, Tomy's face looked gloomy. The man who's gonna be her cousin's husband is Vincent? I want him to feel cursed. 'Author br*hl!'
"Mother!?" He coughed after spitting water from his mouth.
"It's not like it's on your mind" said Frea. Perhaps what they have in mind is that Vincent is Frea's ex-husband. She is married to Tomy.
Leave Frea? Vincent has already let it go. But the grudge on the rotten child who had the mind of seizing his lover for 17 years is still there.
"Children don't know thank you." Vincent sneered at Tomy.
Tomy began to sit down, "The man who was rude to his lover." sneered back, recalling the incident 17 years ago.
Gilang held back his laughter, looking at the grim look on Mona, Vincent, and Tomy's faces. However, Frea looks ordinary, holding Gea, whom she already considers her own daughter.
"What is your relationship?" tanyanya.
"Well, why do you know each other?" mona asked trying to smile.
"I took his girlfriend..." Tomy started to eat, the appetizer quietly.
"She bit my hand" just one sentence came out of Vincent's mouth, started eating.
"Captured boyfriend? Biting off?" Gilang started laughing not knowing the real situation that was happening.
"A... Are you ex-boyfriends?" mona asked Vincent, answered with a nod by the young man.
"I spent 16 years strategizing about her boyfriend. And now Frea's just mine..." Tomy smiled, embracing Frea's shoulder.
"Buck, shit..." Vincent forced himself to smile. It is undeniable that he has indeed been defeated by a stuttering boy who once bit his hand.
The eyes of Gea who had just met Tomy were teary. "His handsome sister, married to Frea's mother? So can I call you dad?" tanyakanya.
Vincent soon rises pulling his only daughter, from Frea's lap. "Darling, don't call anyone else father..."
Gea nodded, again sitting between Vincent and Mona.
Mona sighed harshly, trying to think coldly, "How did you guys get to know each other?" tanyakanya.
"Vincent and I were in a relationship when SMU got to college. But for some reason we split up..." Frea smiled, refusing to explain more.
"And him?" his tanyanya pointed using a fork towards Tomy.
"I? 17 Years ago, I met Frea. Then determined to pursue it, before finally deciding to go to Singapore." replied Tomy moved the meat on his plate to the plate Frea.
"Eat a lot..." Tomy smiled at his wife.
"So then, then Gea?" Mona asked back.
"I knew his late mother, besides I was friends with Vincent, so we were pretty close. Before Tomy finally ran away from home out of jealousy..." Frea laughed a little, with her mouth full.
"I'm not jealous!!" Tomy stared hard.
"Wait a minute," Gilang's brain began to work realizing something was strange."About 17 years ago, that meant you were between 11 or 12. You are determined, chasing women at such a small age." the young man laughed loudly.
Tomy sighed harshly, "Passion can end up being love. Appearance, wealth, age, not boundaries. But if only by physical appearance proclaims it's true love. Better, consider it and test it," he said ambiguously staring saturatedly at Keyla, the prettiest woman at the table.
Gilang just smiled, did not understand and did not respond, maybe blind trust in his lover. Fingers, clasping Keyla's hand tightly, then smiling. "Your taste is bad, my girlfriend is the prettiest one here,"
Leon let out a rough sigh, clenching his forehead, "Cross off, focus on your work! Mona was pregnant out of wedlock, so your grandfather wouldn't agree if she was the one who ended up taking the top spot. Get ready to learn more" he said, leaving the table early.
Reluctant to hurt her child's feelings by telling the truth. Separating is also difficult, his son has already linked his heart to Keyla. Not wanting the little crystal he had guarded and cared for well, to break even a little, that was what Leon feared.
Keyla forced herself to smile, looking at her lover. Condemn her fate as the woman with the worst fate at this table. Have a beautiful lover, but can not touch and spoil him in bed.
This dining table was filled with handsome men that belonged to a faceless woman, no prettier than her. Even the main mistress of this house was only a 35-year-old housewife. A woman whose body is not even seductive at all.
Frea has a perfect husband.
Wanting to be loved, adored, and longed for every man, is an inevitable nature. But it is love and loyalty to the partner that makes all beautiful, defeating the greedy desire.
But perhaps Keyla who feels most perfect, wants all the good-looking men to just glance at her. Just seeing her looks perfect, not really loving her lover. Just pursuing the material alone, consider it a stepping stone.
A greedy feeling that might destroy it someday...
***
Starting at night, Gilang knitted his forehead, receiving a letter from his best friend.
"Here, my resignation letter," the fat lady smiled.
"Ndut (fat), why did you resign? Is it because of salary or job? If I don't like it, I'll find a new job in my family's company." he said holding a finger of a friend, who recently rarely talked to him.
The stocky woman was still faithfully smiling, "No, my sister wants to go to college outside the city. I couldn't let him live alone, so I looked for a job there" she replied.
"But..." Gilang.
"When you can call me," those were the last words his best friend said.
A pal? Unwittingly the last two years only the fat woman became his interlocutor. The one who just nodded with all his words, smiled, listened to all his chatter.
But the fat elephant was gone, turning his face away from him.
"Ndut," his mock call, tried to stop his best friend's steps.
"What?" asked the woman with stalled steps, without looking at her head.
"Change your face, get a boyfriend, you're too ugly." Inexplicably the piercing words that came out of his mouth. Gilang's eyes reddened, enduring the pain that suddenly spread in his heart.
"Emm.." That's the only answer that came from the woman's mouth, not looking back at all. Reluctant to look at Gilang's face for the last time, walking up to the front gate of the mansion. Riding an online taxi he booked.
Gilang began to shed his tears, a painful farewell with his best friend. But is it true that only friends?
Leon let out a rough sigh, staring from the balcony of the room Gilang occupied. A last paperbag left in his hand.
"He missed it.." he muttered, looking at his son expressionlessly.
Seriate
...If my appearance could be replaced? If you can, I'll replace it, so you can love me....
...However, do you know, this ridge is indeed born ugly? Because he prefers to live under the moon....
...The moon that never looked at her......
...Until the time comes for this ridge, must go flapping its wings. To forget the moon, white feathers will fly, leaving it silent in longing....
...Leaving you to live, even if it's hard......