KEEPING SECRETS (CAN YOU?)

Eps. 87 CLARIFICATIONS

Still in hotel XX.

Her morning.

“Assalamualaikum Warahmatullah.” Nabila said ending morning prayers.

The diva followed the saying as a mum. After that Diva kissed her mother's hand. The calm feeling was evident on the faces of the two.

After listening to the long advice of Rendi's new friend and owner of the XX hotel where they are staying at this time, their feelings became calm. Both Nabila and Diva, both of them have handed over all the problems that are currently facing Allah Ta’ala, the Soul that holds their lives and all humanity in the world.

After the ritual is over. They both relax in the room. Both were reluctant to walk out of the hotel. While waiting for Rendi who will drive them back home on her private jet, they turn on the television while chatting casually.

The clock shows at eight in the morning. Breakfast has just been eaten. Diva sat on the sofa casually while looking at the television screen. It has become a habit of the two of them, the phone is turned off during time together. For them to gather like this is a very valuable quality time. As much as possible, do not use a cell phone. Suddenly Diva's eyes glared at the television screen in front of her.

“GILA!!! Have they gone crazy doing that?” Shouted Diva and her eyes were still glued as her hands fumbled looking for the remote. After he found it, he hardened the volume.

“Diva, why are you?” Tanya Nabila because she was not happy to hear her son curse.

“That's mah.” Answer Diva while pointing at the television screen with the remote.

Nabila immediately approached to see what the Diva showed.

It is clear how the condition of her jewelry store is there. Nabila was also surprised to see the condition of the outside of the front of his shop. Now her fancy shop and Josephira looked very dirty and seedy. Lost all its luxury.

“Now we are right in front of a jewelry outlet that allegedly belongs to a famous celebrity, Nabila. At this time you can see behind me there are some people who protest and there are some of them who throw rotten eggs and tomatoes. There were also some scribbles on the glass and a wall that read impostor. And for now I have been with Sumirah's mother who claimed to be a former fan of Nabila.” Said a television reporter. Then the picture turns on a mother with a manor dress up. The reporter then interviewed Sumirah's mother, “Alright, what you want to say with this action.”

“Nothing. I just feel angry and angry. I used to admire Nabila. I rate him as a pious, calm, gentle, simple figure and likes to create sensations. But when I found out the truth I was angry. Especially after knowing he did not admit his own daughter. It really made me angry, and after I met my fellow fans, we agreed to this rally. To show that we are disappointed, we have been lied to by our idol.”

“Oh so it's like that huh? All right, thank you, Sumirah. I'll hand it back to Yani's partner in the studio. Please Yani.” Say the Reporter.

Nabila and Diva can only stare at the television screen with a pushy look. They already thought they would face hatred from the fans. But they didn't expect that they would do such vandalism and anarchy.

“Mah..” Call Diva lirih. His view was still focused on the television screen. The picture has changed with the interview. Attack reporter is interviewing a teenage girl of Diva's age.

“I didn't think the Diva I admired turned out to be just an illegitimate child from an illicit relationship. Cih, I really regret admiring him like an angel from heaven.” The girl said on the glass screen.

Elsewhere.

In a luxury apartment.

Like all the other days. While in his luxury apartment, Naginisa will appear with very minimal clothing.  This time only he stared at the television while standing up and grasping a bottle of mineral water. Her body is covered********** and the black bra looks a lot in contrast to her white skin.

“Hahaha... Everything went according to plan. Well Bram, Josephira how do you react now?” Shouted Naginisa.

I don't know what makes his cousin hate always flares up. With all her cunning wits, Naginisa always managed to gain material advantage from Bram and Josephira. But his strong desire to separate them was never realized.

“Now how can I know Bram and Josephira's reaction. I can't get into his house, I can't call his cell phone, I can't dig up any information from Johan either. Grrr...  What am I supposed to do now? Brams! Show thyself. Show me your emotions after knowing your real young wife.”  Naginisa.

The news spread by Naginisa and complemented by demonstrations and interviews with the deliberately selected community did have a big impact. The hatred of the people in Nabila and Diva due to the massive inclusion of opinion has been successfully created Naginisa and her friends.

“See it's Fir, now you know for yourself right how that Nabila is? Mama was sure before and now more sure, she was a liar, a bad carrier, had an illegitimate child. He must be happy to change partners. I'm really very grateful that Adli died before he could marry a cheap woman like him.” Ask her mother Adli to Safira while cursing.

Sapphira only shook her head to hear it. This morning he was arguing. After all, he already knew before from Nabila himself. She knew the reason and compulsion that made her have to keep the relationship as a mother and child secret to the public.

‘Basic mama!’ Inner Sapphira grumbled. “Already mah, Nabila also has not come to this house anymore. He also courteously left when Mamah expelled him. And again don't bring brother again, let him calm there.”

“You've always defended him. Though the fact is clearly plastered like that!”

Sapphira who was reluctant to argue just kept quiet and walked away. “Today is my last day here, tomorrow morning I'm back in Canada. I hope you can take good care of your health here. Don't be angry, don't keep on being clear. It could be a disease.” Said without looking.

The old woman immediately saw and heard the words of her daughter who had been attached to the seal of the family rebel. It has been removed from the family inheritance list. ‘Basic child of the ungodly!’ The meaning in the heart.

Meanwhile.

The Bram family's mansion.

“Young master, all prepared. Later tonight we will take you to the airport to fly to London.” Johan said to Bethoven, who looked blankly out the window.

“Hmmm..” Answer Bethoven listlessly. His mind branched, between finding out the truth from the mouth of the Diva herself and leaving for London because her mother desperately needed the support of her during the treatment and healing process.

“Alright young master, I will check your departure preparation. Excuse me young master.” Pamit Johan then went out of the room and closed the door again.

“Come on Diva. Answer my phone.” Bethoven Steele. It had been two days that she had broken up contact with Diva. All his efforts to find the existence of Diva are deadlocked. “Where are you? No one can answer. Even Aunt Minah said she doesn't know where you are? It was as if everything was closing away from me.  Now I realize who I really am in front of you Diva.”

Bethoven's anxiety turned to anger. He felt very unregarded by the Diva. Even at a time like this, where his name is also one of the names that are highly sought after by the media, Diva still disappeared as if she did not want to share grievances with him. Bethoven himself did not dare to meet with the media, for fear of being wrong to answer if asked about Diva. Because he felt he had not yet obtained the real answer.

“Maybe going to London and leaving you forever is best for me. You never loved me like I loved you.”

Back to XX hotel

“How will you guys be back now or.”.

“We're back now only.” Answer Nabila quickly cut the sentence Rendi.

“Eee... Sorry to bother you, Ren. But I want to ask you a favor, can you arrange a press conference when we get out of the airport?”

“Will I work. It's a little hard, too, but I'm working on it. And it certainly takes a little while to get permission. Okay I'll tell you again, once I get the certainty. Oh yes, then my flight is delayed until we get certainty whether you can hold a press conference or not?

How?”

“Ya it's okay. Thank you Ren, sorry to trouble you.”

Rendi just smiled then contacted someone with her phone.

At seven o'clock in the night. Nabila and Diva along with two of her assistants, Rendi and Nadia's secretary, walk out of the airport. They had just arrived and were immediately directed by several officers to go to the place where the press conference was held as requested by Nabila.

Nabila wore a plain white long-sleeved shirt with four-button black accessories for her tops, and black denim and heels were on the line. His shirt sleeves rolled up a little and left his long hair loosely. While Diva wore a light blue t-shirt combined with blue jeans and sneakers. His head was covered in a black baseball cap.

They both advance. There was a mic stand there and dozens of media crews gathered with all kinds of equipment. Nabila advanced to the front of the mic while Diva stood slightly behind him.

“Goodnight friends.” Sapa Nabila flat. Who got a simultaneous answer from the media.

“Today I will give an announcement about the news that has been spread on social media and mainstream media.”

“Are you going to give an actual clarification or will just give a new gimik?” A media crew immediately gave a sharp and cornering question.

Nabila took a deep breath. “Sorry, I'll just give you a clarification. And no question and answer sessions.” Nabila stopped for a moment. “I will tell the world, that Diva is my biological daughter. We had a harmonious relationship like mother and son, although it was a little different when we both performed outside the house. I love my daughter so much, so does the Diva. She loves me very much.”

Dozens of flashes of blitz lights increasingly aggressively snatched trying to take the best pictures. Likewise with the camera. Some of the media seemed impatient and began to question. But everything is not covered by Nabila or Diva.

“We both apologize to all fans, media friends, colleagues and friends who feel lied to by us. We honestly did it because we had to. Thus thank you.” Close Nabila in his clarification.

Some of the media crew did not accept because they felt they had not received the full answer. They moved forward trying to ask. But Rendi and her bodyguards and airport officers quickly secured Nabila and Diva from the crowd and the press.

The Diva, who had turned on her phone, stepped away and read messages from Bethoven.  With the clarification from her mother this time, she became brave to tell Bethoven the truth.

[Me, leaving for London tonight. Don't look for me anymore. Maybe this is the path we must take forever. Goodbye]. The last message Bethoven sent was at seven and eight.

The feeling of Diva was so shocked to read the entire sentence written in that last message. In a hurry he activated the gps app, which he was able to figure out the whereabouts of Bethoven. ‘Airport? Brother Betho is still in this airport.’ His inner.

Regardless of the atmosphere, Diva ran in search of Bethoven. The distance of the departure terminal with its position is now very far. But Diva who panicked and wanted to meet with her lover immediately, as if lost memory. All he had in mind was to run to Bethoven as soon as possible.

Some of the media crew who saw Diva ran away followed the Diva.

The atmosphere instantly chaotic. Airport officials and Rendi's bodyguards were also at a loss as to what to do.

“What happened to Diva?” Rendi asked loudly because of the chaotic and noisy atmosphere on Nabila.

“I don't know Ren. I don't know.” Nabila answered also confused to see his daughter who ran away.

“You two quickly help miss Diva.” Rendi's orders on two of her bodyguards.

The two sturdy men immediately ran after Rendi. The atmosphere of the airport is getting chaotic because some media crews are also chasing Diva.

Nabila tried to contact Diva through her mobile phone.

“Halo mah, I'm looking for brother Betho. He's leaving for London tonight. I have to see him now, Mah. Otherwise it will be late.” Diva replied while panting and hung up.

Nabila who heard his daughter's explanation, then told Rendi.

Rendi just shook her head in disbelief hearing Nabila's story. “Girls in love are always stupid!” For him. He then called someone. Moments later an airport attendant came riding a buggy car (a car commonly used on golf courses).

The officer came down and let Rendi use it. Rendi dragged Nabila to sit next to her. He's gonna drive that buggy car after Diva.

Very quickly and almost several times hit people who passed by. Finally, Rendi could see Diva who was still running and chased by guards and media crews. Rendi honked the horn making the Diva pursuer slightly move aside despite still running.

“Come jump. I'll take you to see your girlfriend.” Said Rendi without stopping her buggy car and told Diva to jump inside.

Without fear, Diva immediately jumped hanging like a kopaja bus. Once the Diva is above the buggy car, Rendi steps on the gas pedal deeply while continuing to press the horn.

“Nab, hold the wheel for a while I'll call someone.”

“What?” Shouted Nabila shocked because suddenly his hand was placed Rendi on the wheel. And Rendi immediately took her phone to contact someone.

“Sorry sir, today I really troubled you. Can you find the departure of someone named Bethoven?” Rendi was silent for a moment hearing. “Well I wait.” He's quiet again. But the steering wheel didn't take over either.  “Oke can ask for help to hold the flight for a while. There's someone who wants to meet Bethoven.” He's quiet again. “Good thank you. Next time when we play golf don't forget to ask for a treat from me.”

Rendi closed her phone and took the wheel back from Nabila's hand.

The joint suddenly veered on a special path, which ordinary people should not pass through. The path was empty. That way Rendi can be very fast to the place where Bethoven is waiting for his plane.

“Sial! What the hell is this?” Bethoven's grouse is suddenly politely rejected as it crosses the garbarata (Aisle to the aircraft is located). Bethoven sat down with a manyun. A troubled mood coupled with a small thing like this made him even more angry. But he could still hold back his emotions.

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