LAST LADY

Chapters 128. Ridwan's figure is revealed

Cytra's departure to Bali this time basically wants him to show Radita that he can live independently with two children.

But in fact in one day it is actually very bothered and made dizzy by them.

Son and Sanjaya just want to play and have fun. While Cytra must work and concentrate with his duties as a company leader. It is very confusing two things that must be fulfilled all of it.

"My own fault why bother like this. I'm supposed to face whatever Radita wants.

She must have laughed at my current state, "Cytra spoke to herself in that hotel room.

It turns out that it is not good to also be a persecuted person. How thought. Back when she betrayed Vionita, maybe her mom felt the same way she does now. Sebal, angry, hate and sad mixed into one.

The night had just passed but Cytra's two children were already fast asleep. Probably because of fatigue playing all day.

While working with her laptop, Cytra occasionally looked at her two sleeping children. Appears feelings of pity to them. Then he approached and he elus-elus their heads.

Unexpected by Cytra it turns out the Son has not slept. He opened his eyes and smiled at Cytra. Maybe a smile meant to comfort her mother. But instead Cytra felt moved and shed tears.

"Mama's crying?" putra says.

Cytra immediately wiped her wet eyes.

"You don't cry, your eyes may be exhausted from staring at the monitor for hours," she said, not wanting to show the newness of seeing her son suffer because of his wrong steps.

"Ma.... The son wants to go home. The son wants to go to school tomorrow" said the genius son who shocked Cytra.

Why home? Wasn't he determined not to go home and step on the big house like the palace until anytime.

"You want to live with Radita's sister again?" cytra asked cheerfully so as not to want the Son to know his mind and heart are murky.

"Yes, Ma. If the Son comes with Mama, will Mama not be able to work?" said the genius boy again.

"Oh, My God. I'm sorry, son. I didn't think that far."

"If you can't go home yet, let your son go home alone."

How'this? Cytra thought. It is impossible for the son to come home alone, or be delivered by Mr. Ob. It's not appropriate that he didn't drive her. Later can be accused of irresponsible parents abandoned their children by Radita.

But if the Son comes home with him, and is together again in one house, it is the same as forgiving Radita. It's a hard choice.

It does not feel satisfied that Cytra has not reciprocated Radita's treatment. It should be in the house of Aunt Mira that he immediately kicked their ass for being caught doing obscenity in the house of people!

"May ndak, Ma?" ask Son to surprise Cytra.

"Ma-Mama doesn't know yet," she replied nervously.

"Yesterday has skipped out of school, tomorrow does not enter again" muttered Putra.

"It's okay, Mama has told Mbak Ijah to ask permission to go to school. So it's okay if you don't go in for a few days," Cytra tries to seduce him into not remembering to go back to the mansion like that palace.

"But the Son is tired here, Ma!" The son called to look upset.

Cytra was still sad in front of her son. In his heart he did not want his son to know the reason for going to Bali because of the painful incident.

"Mom tomorrow want to see first there is still no work in the office. If there is no tomorrow we go home" Cytra said reasoned.

Finally the Son wanted to understand and was asked to sleep by his mother.

After turning off Cytra's laptop, she lays down next to Putra. Straightening his legs and hands that feel sore because of fatigue.

The next morning after Cytra took a bath and dressed up as well as Son and Sanjaya, it was unexpected to come to his hotel room Pak Ob and his nephew Bu Winar and his son Boy.

"Boy wants to know the Son. It just so happened that his school had a day off today" Winar told Cytra.

Cytra welcomed him happily. Because it can forget the son did not ask to go home again.

The two little children after getting acquainted were familiar playing together. While Winar and Cytra chat on the veranda of the hotel room is quite wide. While Mr. Ob returned to the hotel lobby waiting for his boss' orders.

"It's a good thing I invited Boy here. Otherwise, the son would have asked to return to Jakarta. Because from last night he's been whining all the time" Cytra said.

"Why can't I go home first. Is there anything to talk to me about?"

"Yes, there's Mom. But Miss Cytra don't take it personally. The friend of the Father whose name is Muhammad Ridwan wants to be acquainted with Miss Cytra."

"Today I was acquainted with you."

"Yes anyway. But it says he wants to have a one-on-one conversation with Miss Cytra."

"What are you talking about, ma'am?" Cytra pretended not to understand. Though he was able to estimate what the handsome man wanted.

"Yes, I don't know, Mom," replied the innocent Winar.

"Where does he go now?"

"At the hotel loby was with Om Obi. Miss Cytra just go there let me accompany the kids here. It's okay, right?"

"Yes it's okay. Sorry the room's still a mess I haven't cleaned up yet."

After speaking so Cytra stepped into the hotel lobby. There Mr. Ob and the man were sitting talking. Seemed a man who looks very similar to Ridwan his son Aunt Mira behaved more hamble. Doesn't look as arrogant as yesterday. "It's usually men if they want to" murmured Cytra.

"Hi! Cytra huh?" greet the man.

"Had known I was Cytra from yesterday still asking again," cuek and just loose Cytra replied to the man's greeting.

Ridwan seemed nervous for a while and then took Cytra to sit down. While Mr. Ob partan left.

"How is there business for me?" Cytra opened the conversation with pleasantries.

"What field is she engaged in?" ask the man.

"My business in construction and engineering. But before we talk about it. Just call me Cytra. I'm still young, maybe I'm the same age as you." Cytra does not want to be poured because it is not much different age with Ridwan.

"Yes ma-maaf. You still look young and beautiful" the man relaxed in front of Cytra. Even though he still looks nervous.

The word is young and beautiful enough to make Cytra sure that the man in front of her is indeed a crush on her.

"If you work in what field?"

"I'm a business in retail. Papa has a mall, I'm just given the job to run."

Bizarrely. The guy who looked arrogant yesterday is now so innocent so he spoke. Thought Cytra.

"Oh, so you have the Mall. Where's it?"

"In the center of trade "G". Maybe you've been there."

Cytra still remembers taking Putra to attend her friend's birthday at the Mall. And at that time he met Ridwan his son Aunt Mira. Ridwan sengengean and demeaned look like an artist.

"Do you have a brother, nephew or sister whose name is also Ridwan?" ask Cytra curiously.

"Yes, I have a sister whose name is Maulana Ridwan. Child urakan. Do you know him?"

Surprised also Cytra heard the confession.

"Not know much. Just met twice at Aunt Mira's house. And the second one in the Mall."

"We're different sisters mom. He's Aunt Mira's son, Papa's second wife but divorced."

Cytra was shocked again.

Uncovered now the figure of two different Ridwan's. Only his face was almost the same. Neither his nose, his lips nor his eyes.

But Cytra hasn't wanted to think beyond just introductions. The problem with Radita is what to think about first. It was also true that the son took her home.

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