KEEPING SECRETS (CAN YOU?)

Eps. 86 Deep

Bethoven tried again to contact Diva, but still could not connect.

“What's wrong with you Diva? Why did you disappear? You also did not say where to go, even your mother does not know where you are at this time.” The love of Bethoven in his heart.

At this time the feeling of confusion, anger and hate because they feel they have been deceived and not considered a lover, enveloping his heart. As a person who has sincerely loved a Diva, and never mind the gossip that exists because it has put full trust. Suddenly getting the full news with the evidence, then can not go directly to the lover makes Bethoven in a deep eternity.

Meanwhile Diva was accompanying Nabila, her mother eating in the room.

‘Why did my right eye suddenly twitch three times huh? Is there anyone saying something bad behind my back? Or is there someone who misses me, right? Uh! Brother Bethoven, because of all this, I have truly forgotten him for a moment. I also did not say goodbye if I was being ransacked right now. Because actually I want to be with my mom on vacation here. But something unexpected happened, even though we were finally alone here. Yes, Allah granted my wish to be able to be both with mamah, and can call mamah with mamah instead of aunt even though there are others beside us.’ Diva. Unconsciously his hand was just stirring up the food in front of him.

“Diva, why you? That's rice why stirring? What do you think, son?” Tanya Nabila with frowning forehead.

“Suddenly remembered the same brother Betho mah. I came here without saying goodbye to him. Because I don't want Betho coming here or coming here. Because I really want to be able to vacation together with this mama in bali.”

“Oh, why don't you just call him now?”

“I'm confused mah.” Replied Diva while shaking her head. “If I call him now, chances are he'll be here later or tomorrow. And it will make me unable to accompany my mother anymore, because I have to return to acting in front of sister Bethoven.”

‘Well, it was all my fault that kept trying to cover up the disgrace of my past. I never imagined such an effect on the Diva. O God, my Lord, forgive my selfish sin of thinking only of myself.’ The Inner groan of Nabila. Unknowingly her tears were dripping slowly.

“Mah, mamah don't be sad. Diva will accompany and support mama always. Whatever happens. Diva believes that Bethoven can understand and forgive Diva. Because indeed Diva must do this all.”  Said Diva while holding Nabila fingers, trying to give her mother the support she needed at this time.

The sound of knocking on the door stopped this conversation of mother and child. Diva opened the door and Rendi appeared.  This time he wore casual clothes, a white polo shirt combined with black knee-length shorts and sneakers.

“Are you feeling better?” Asked Rendi after sitting in front of Nabila.

Nabila answered with a nod of his head.

“On social media, all news about you went viral and trending topics. For some reason whenever news about your relationship, it always provokes a reaction like this. You two are really magnets that attract the attention of the time.” Rendi opened the screwdriver.

Nabila just fell silent. He admitted what Rendi said was true. Several times he and Adli used to try hard to stem the news was not circulating anymore. Sometimes being silent doesn't say and reacting is better. But that was before, they were just guessing so it finally subsided by itself. But now those channels have evidence of conversations from lost phones.

“Have you ever considered admitting it?” Ask Rendi slowly.

“Down, I'm afraid that me and Diva are not ready for the change.”

“What kind of changes are you afraid of?”

“Entah.”

“Sorry, this is not my domain. I also don't understand the world of entertainment except what I see on its surface. But I have always believed that the disgrace we have is known to others or not because of the will of Allah Ta’ala, if God has opened the veil that closes our disgrace, then no one can prevent it.”

“You mean I better not try hard to cover it?”

“I mean it is better that you leave it to Allah Ta’ala only. You have done good by trying hard not to expose your own disgrace. But it is a disgrace that we cover it, one day God will open, either in this world or later when yaumul hisab*) later.”

“So you mean this is all destiny that I have to live?” Ask Nabila. For some reason, his heart was suddenly struck by a calm feeling chatting with Rendi.

“Well that's what I mean.”

“OK, let me know if you need help. Don't hesitate huh?” Said Rendi with a big smile on her face.

Nabila just nodded slowly.

“Oh yes, because you two are still here. I will offer you both to be the brand ambasodor of this hotel. Hows it? If you agree, tomorrow morning Nadia will present her contract and contact your agency.”

“Hah, you already know what will happen if we publicly acknowledge the true status of our relationship, even though I can't be sure when we do it. You can be sure the public hates us, and the edges give a bad impression on your hotel. And I'm sure, even though we just sit back while waiting for the public to saturate and forget, news like this is unrelenting will also damage the image of the hotel you built this.”

Rendi did not answer. He nodded small in agreement with what Nabila said just now. “It’s okay, in marketing mix it can indeed have a bad impact on us. But my instinct is to say that only the two of you are suitable to be ambassadors of this hotel. Whatever you will do later. Because I see you two as two very good personalities. The public will only judge what is displayed on the camera screen.  As for now, I already know why you guys made a decision like this.”

“OK, okay, just send the draft of the contract. Let us learn first. In a partnership, both parties must benefit. So I want in that contract there is a clause that is not burdensome to both parties, especially when the public is angry with us. I want no deletion or deduction clause on contract payment value.”

“OK.  Deal. Tomorrow morning I'll have Nadia deliver the draft contract to you and your agency. Please learn.”

“But Ren, if later your image is destroyed and has an impact on the hotel that makes you lose how?”

“That's destiny. For now I believe more in my instincts, that what I choose at this time is going to bring good to my efforts.” Reply Rendi lightly.

“You're not afraid of loss?”

“If this hotel continues to lose money, yes sale only.”

“So great you said that. Continues the fate of all employees of this hotel how?”

“If the performance is good, anyone who is in the management ranks will definitely keep them. If their performance is bad, even though it is still under my control, I will also react. After all, I've gone from zero to have felt the difficulty of developing a business, so if this one is experiencing difficulties, I believe I am still able to rise. And of course all that too if Allah Ta’ala allow. But most importantly I will try my best first, then I submit all the results that will be achieved to Nya.” Obviously Rendi is long. “Like you who have tried your best so that your disgrace is not known to many people, but after many years of failure as well, it means God allows people to know him.”

“The bottom line is we try, pray and then just submit the results that will be obtained.”

“True. Sometimes even though we have tried hard and have taken into account everything, but the results obtained sometimes do not match expectations. Sometimes when we have not been maximally trying the results have exceeded than expected. That is Divine destiny. We humans can only try and pray, then leave it to Him. And be grateful for whatever results we get. Never complain, we have God the Most Rich, the Most Giving.”

‘In, very deep understanding you Rendi.’ Praise Nabila, whose heart is calm.

“How old are you Ren?” Tanya Nabila suddenly.

“Twenty nine years, Why?”

“I'm thirty-three years old. Four years older than you.”

“Hey, does this mean you are considering my proposal?” Asked Rendi with a face filled with smiles.

“Who said. I'm just trying to judge what you just advised me. I am older than you, but your understanding of religion is much deeper than mine. That's it kok.” Answer Nabila with red cheeks.

“Yes probably because I have a friend like Reyhan. He is hafiz of the Koran. If I hadn't. Hehehe..”.

Seriate...