
Her night.
Rose slept on the bed, while her mother slept on the bed. Rose had already fallen asleep to dreamland but not with Sita's mother who could not close both eyes at all. His memory breezed to 20 years ago. The feeling of tightness in the chest back to the surface when recalling the incident at that time. His heart was like being sliced with a sharp dagger, making his heart hurt so wide.
“That's not him, maybe the other Park,” muttered Ibu Sita while wiping her tears flowing profusely. Sita's mother tilted her body, then looked at Rose who was asleep on the floor mattress.
Seeing the innocent face of her daughter, Mother Sita's heart again screamed pain, remembering her struggle to raise a daughter who she gave birth to alone without a husband. Make him get blasphemy from the surrounding environment. Even Rose grew up without a father figure, but Mother Sita was grateful because her daughter became a strong and hard woman as she was. Even Rose never asked who her father was because she did not want to see him back in pain.
“Pardon mom yes, son, because all this time you have to live suffering,” muttered Ibu Sita while wiping Rose's forehead with full tenderness.
Believe me behind the figure of Mother Sita and Rose who look strong and bar-bar, they both keep a million wounds in the heart.
On the other side. Mr. Park is currently unable to sleep either. He took a sip of wine in his hand while staring at the beauty of Jakarta at night from the window of his private room apartment.
“Rosita,” murmured Mr. Park, his gaze glaring far away, considering 20 years ago where he first set foot in Jakarta City and met the beautiful woman who made him fall in love. But, at that time he was married and had a daughter, so he tried to brush off all the feelings in his heart.
But baby, baby, the love in his heart grew bigger and stronger when he found out that the beautiful woman would be his personal assistant who would follow him wherever he went as long as he was in Jakarta at that time. A forbidden love finally happened between the two of them.
Mr. Park's memory was instantly dissolved, when he heard the sound of the door of his room opening from outside. Mr. Park changed his facial expression from sad to flat. He let out a rough sigh, hoping that the tightness inside his chest loosened a little.
“Honey, why haven't you slept?” ms Park asked as she walked up to her husband, then rubbed her husband's arm with tenderness.
“I feel sultry,” replied Mr. Park while shaking a glass of wine in his right hand.
Madam Park's face instantly turned flat expressionless when she saw her husband holding a glass of wine. She knew that her husband was lying to her.
“Why drink wine?” ms Park asked in a soft and gentle tone as usual.
Mr. Park was silent, his eyes were still staring at the beauty of the city of Jakarta, and did not look at his wife who had accompanied him for almost 26 years.
“Park Jihoon, since meeting Rose your attitude is very strange. What was? What are you hiding?” tanya Park tries to build communication without emotion, although inwardly wants to rebel because she is very curious about the thoughts of her husband.
“Nothing I'm hiding to you. It's just that I'm remembering the first time we met. Ji-Woo, you remember that ‘, right?” Mr. Park lied to divert his wife's conversation, and of course it worked because she liked to discuss their past.
“Aigoo, how could I possibly forget about it. I miss those times, and I feel like I wanted to go back 26 years to when we first met at a family event and we were finally getting married,” replied Mrs Park with a gentle smile, then hugged her husband's arm tightly. Curiosity and whacky emotions within the chest instantly evaporated out of nowhere. Ms. Park leaned her head on her husband's arm, her lips kept smiling and her eyes were staring at the beauty of Jakarta at night.
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“Arkan! You don't want to know, you have to persuade Rose to marry you!” allegra said to her son who was sitting beside Mika's bed while looking at the little girl who was lying weak with the help of various medical devices. The doctor said Mika's condition had improved, but her little daughter did not open her eyes, aka still in a coma.
Gerry pulled something out of his cell bag, a gold-colored velvet box. He gave the box to his son.
“What is this?” arkan asked, his forehead wrinkled indicating that he was confused.
“Open yourself if you want to know the contents!” answer Gerry, flat.
“The ring is for Rose. Lamar he used the ring,” Gerry said, as if knowing what his son was thinking.
“But, Papa, I ..”
“Shut up, follow Papa's wishes and don't argue once!” Allegra cuts off Arkan's remarks that will protest against her husband. “If you do not want to lose Mika for good, then you must be able to grant your daughter's wishes,” continued Allegra this time he lowered his speech intonation to be soft, soft which is complemented with sadness.
Arkan breathed a rough breath, then closed the box of velvet and then returned it to his father.
“Save this ring, because I have my own way to make Rose want to marry me!” arkan said as he moved from his seat.
“Create that? What's your plan? Don't do anything no-no that ends up making Rose ilfeel and hates you.” Allegra haunts his son not to be as careless as he was this afternoon.
“OK, Mom. You don't need to worry,” replied Arkan with a confident smile.
“Huh, Mama is not sure about you! Do you need your parents to come forward and propose to Rose for you?” Allegra doubted his son's plans.
“Not necessary, Ma. Trust me,” replied Arkan, reassuring both his parents.
“William's descendants never failed in getting the woman he was targeting. If you fail then you are not a descendant of Daddy Dante,” Gerry told his son.
“He is indeed not a descendant of Daddy Dante, because you are also not the son of Daddy Dante!: said Allegra to her husband.
“Ck!” Gerry only smacked in response to a statement from his wife, while Arkan laughed when his father did not dwell on his mother.
“This is William's strictness that is afraid of his wife? Basic cemen!” reply Arkan mocked his father, while holding back a laugh.
“Definished basis! How dare you mock me!” gerry stared intently at his son, wanting to throw his shoes at Arkan, but his actions were immediately prevented by his wife.
“Why do you guys always fight anyway? I'm like a lion with a cat!” lerai Allegra to her son and husband.
“Papa who started first!” arkan said pointing at his father, while Gerry glared at horror and threw one of his shoes at Arkan ..
Bugh!
On target, his shoes landed right on his son's face.
“Arghhh! It hurts! “ screech Arkan while throwing the sapatu to the floor.
Mika, who had been pretending to be in a coma, held her laughter as hard as she could when she heard the feud between Opa and Daddy. 🤣
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