He's Mine (Sharing Love)

About the Heart

"Ma. His sister Ara is his son. So all of that is not..."

Her mother Dika, raised her hand, gave a sign so that Dika would be silent and not continue her sentence again.

"Are you ashamed?" ask her mother Dika, to her son who she values is insensitive to the situation as before.

"I mean Mama?"

"You are yes!" Her mother Dika was very upset, and could no longer speak, to vent her frustration.

Dika, meanwhile, was confused by the answer given by her own mother, who sounded very upset by what she asked.

'Mama why the hell?' asked Dika, who did not know, how his mother's heart was at this time.

"Silent. And talk later when you get home."

Finally, Dika obeyed his mother's words. He no longer wondered, nor spoke of Ara and the others either.

Moreover, the state of Jakarta's streets that have been night, still crowded with hours to go home overtime office people, or indeed they have just returned from their work place which is quite far away.

After a tiring journey, especially in a state of upset heart, finally Dika and his mother, until also at home.

When the car stops at the warranty, it turns out there is one more car, which is still grees, aka new.

Although at home there is a car that is rarely used by both people, because it is a car that is large enough for the three of them, but for the new one is very special according to Dika himself. Because the car is a sports car, which is currently in trend.

"Who's car?" tanya Dika was impatient.

"There's no need to think about that pretty prettiest chick. Same with Mom and Dad."

Dika still did not understand, what was said by his mother. He immediately got down, and checked the car that was still wrapped in clear plastic.

"Wowww...What is this for Dika Ma?" tanya Dika, who was curious about the car.

"Take a guess."

Suddenly from inside the house, his father Dika appeared, and answered the question from his son, with a question as well.

"So it's really Pa, it's for Dika?"

Dika still felt uncertain, with what was in his mind at this time.

"Taraa..."

His father Dika, took out a car key from his pants pocket, then given it to the palm of his son.

"Well!"

Dika was surprised by what he received from his father now. He looked up at his father like he was dreaming, without being able to speak anything.

"Therefore, don't chase the girl again. If you have gone to college later, keep your vehicle or car is also good as a gini, not only the motor sport, all the girls are also in line Dika."

His father Dika nodded in agreement with his wife's words. He agreed with what was said, for the right reasons according to both of them.

Dika did not care about everything he heard at this moment. Importantly, now that he was able to show off, even before he graduated and went to college, he had already earned a reward, so that he could have his own car.

And it's not an ordinary car either, but a luxury sports car, which he's been craving.

In fact, this gift car was at Dika's own request, as a reward for his later graduation.

But it seems, to his parents, are a lot of money, so give the gift, before the time comes.

Of course, this made Dika feel very happy. He didn't even believe what he saw.

He can already use the car later, during the school graduation event. And this he was so looking forward to, so that all his friends would know, if he could not they underestimate.

"Silver. Dika," called his mother, while shaking her hand, in front of his son's face.

This was because Dika was engrossed in daydreaming by himself.

"Eh, i_iya Ma."

"You're this. Don't daydream. This is not a dream tau!" said his mother Dika, by pinching the cheek of her child.

"Ihhh, it hurts Ma!" yelled Dika in pain, with a pinch on her cheek.

"No, not a dream" said his mother, smiling happily.

"Eat it, don't daydream!" his father, who felt proud, with what he gave to his son, Dika.

"Hehehe..."

Dika chuckled, hearing the words of his parents.

"Udah-ud. Ayok. Tomorrow, just make a permit to drive a car for Dika."

His father Dika, mediated the debate between his son and his wife, by shaking his head. He invited the two of them to enter the house.

Usually, at this hour, they are getting ready for dinner.

*****

He walked, Clouds was smiling along with his driver sir.

This was because earlier, the driver teased her, making fun of her relationship with Ara.

"It's the same with Den, it's the same with Neng Ara" said the driver, with what he rated.

"What's the match, sir?" asked Awan, pretending not to know, what the driver said.

"Ah, the Aden. Don't you like that with Neng Ara? You alone, if you're still the same age as Aden, must be in love with Neng Ara."

The driver said, which of course made the Clouds frown, thinking of the words spoken by the driver.

"Beautiful girls are usually a lot of fanciers. That was, I saw there was a guy who went from Neng Ara's house with his mother, who was Den?" asked the driver, who had seen Dika's whereabouts with his mother as well.

"Oh, that's his friend Cloud Sir," Cloud replied, explaining.

"Kok her mother was at Neng Ara's house first? was that mother also Ara's mother's friend?" asked the driver again, who seemed to feel like something was going on inside Ara's house earlier.

"Don't know sir" replied Awan, which made the driver's pack unlikely to wonder any more.

The driver knows himself. Moreover, the answer given by Cloud, had given him the code, if the young master, was not willing to ask about his friend.

Though, in his heart the Clouds themselves were a lot of questions he had. But, he also did not know, when the question would he give to someone.

'Can I go to America, without seeing her again?'

'But, he's also too small if I have to make a bond.'

'What does Mother Jani say, if I express this desire?'

The clouds seemed to let out a long sigh, then threw it away slowly. And this, did not go unnoticed by Mr. Driver.

"Den. If there's something you want to talk about, it's better to talk to Den. Don't just soak yourself, 'cause people won't know, what Aden wants."

The clouds glanced at the driver.

In his heart, Cloud confirmed the words of his driver. But he couldn't find the courage to talk to that person.

In fact, the clouds can't even talk about his heart.

The clouds are too careful, in doing all the things. Especially for something as risky as that.

Perhaps, there was trauma as well, with what happened to his father first. When his father, Eagle, was with his mother, Adhisti Andriyani.

The clouds do not realize that, the destiny line of a child is not necessarily the same as both parents as well.

But the fear that was in his heart Cloud, made him have to be able to restrain himself, to remain cautious.