Layu Set

The goose is more sensitive

All the guesses that might be real continue to tear apart his mind. Oscillated by whispers from his right and left ear, who race to be the winner. Mastering his way of thinking.

One side whispered telling him to seek answers for the conjecture that made him restless. On the other hand the soft whisper continues to seduce, to forget everything. Throw out the guess that the truth is only zero point zero five percent. Refuting a true conscience is always telling the truth and wisdom.

I don't know which side ended up prancing satisfied to be the winner. Not yet seen from the stripes of Roman who chose to close his eyes even though the night was not late.

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Elsewhere Angga picks up Hana to accompany her shopping for kitchen necessities. Something Angga has never done before.

"The wedding hunt, so if there is a shopping gini nemenin," Hana ngedumel, when forced to accompany Angga shopping needs kitchen. Gegara in the house of the maid back home.

"How to want a spit-of-marriage, people who are proposed to continue," chirped Angga flat remain focused on choosing the items he needs.

Hearing that remark Hana glanced at Angga, "who had been stuck, struggling spoiled a lot. Just point atu, take it to KUA, ngadep penghulu there is a guardian, a witness...SYAH..beres right? Easy to use ribet," cerocos Hana without pause. Then Ngeloyor went looking for other items, without noticing Angga who was looking at him sharply. As if he wanted to pounce on her alive right now.

But quickly Angga caught up with him, grabbed and then pulled Hana's hand to the corner, locking her on a shelf full of various brands of detergent. Making Hana panic, her guts shrunk when Angga's gaze was not as usual.

"Mas Angga what the hell? Don't get rich in gini, cepet freelin!" Hana tries to push Angga's body but in vain.

"Why? You scared?" her tan sharpened, but ended with a smile, chuckling at the look on Hana's face which she thought was more adorable.

"Iiihhh.what the heck," muttered Hana pursed her lips, while giving a strong body to Angga.

"How many times have I told you, I just want you," exclaimed Angga because Hana had moved far ahead.

"Ogah.." said Hana origin.

"Emang why?" Angga caught up with him.

"Love cannot be forced" replied Hana who was from her heart.

The sentence made a disappointed letter striped on Angga's face, very unpleasant to hear according to him.

"You mean?"

"Udah ahhh..buruan.nih there are still many who have not been bought" said Hana reluctant to discuss the problem again.

Angga just followed after her, letting Hana pick all the items herself. Quiet with a brain crammed by one big question, is there anyone else in Hana's heart, her inner self.

"I'm hungry.eat first!" whinek Hana held onto his empty stomach, which felt drained by the huge amount of groceries.

There was no reply from Angga, he just followed the steps of the girl.

"Mas Angga why is it, why is it so?" Hannah felt strange.

"Do you love others?" finally the sentence fell, coming out straight from Angga's mouth.

"I don't like it the most when it comes to this. Do I have to answer YES let Mas be satisfied? there is or is no one else who lives in my heart, I love Mas Angga. But it was nothing more than the affection of a sister to her brother. I don't want our relationship to be broken, just because of that feeling" Hana hopes Angga can understand that.

"But don't make me stop trying to make you see me as a MAN" there is an emphasis on that last word.

"Whatever it is, obviously I'm hungry.want to eat first." great-grandson Hana.

Not long after, a little boy ran towards them followed by a young and beautiful woman behind him.

"German...!" call Hana when the boy's face is clearly visible.

"Aunty...!" Evan immediately scattered into Hana's embrace, looking very happy.

While Angga looked so surprised, staring at Kinara and the little boy alternately.making his brain twist back, a line of questions directly striped down, moving thickly, became the main thing he needed to find his answer.

"You know each other?" the opening question sentence.

"Yes Mas.ini Evan, who I love Mas Angga's story. And this Kinara was her mother," Kinara chose silence, only a faint smile in response.

Deg. Angga's heart seemed to stop for a moment, how great his sin, causing such a good girl to have a child without a father.

"You know each other too?" ask Hana.

"Evan maem y'all! Who would you choose?" he showed me pictures of some of Evan's favorite foods.

"This is a Aunt," he pointed to a picture of chicken katsu that made the little boy interested, curious.

"Okay.wait a minute."

"What do you want Kinara to order?" switch to Kinara.

"I'm just this," chose a rice bowl to prop her stomach up.

After the pesenan arrived at the dining table, Hana immediately fed Evan painstakingly for a bite until it ran out. Giving Kinara a chance to enjoy her meal, as she looked so tired.

Evan may be your niece Hana. Guilt gnawed at his comfortable space.

"Malem-malem gini Evan nyari what the hell?" ask Hana.

"I bought this, just as rich as I have my friends," Evan replied innocently.

"Yes, he doesn't even have that toy. He said to play together tomorrow" Kinara said.

"Means to go home from work Mba Kinar directly here huh?"

"Yes.."

"Yes already..Evan was already stuffed with his toys, already full as well. Let's go home, your mother's kasian must be very cepe," persuaded Hana who certainly succeeded.

"Mas.anterin Evan with Mba Kinara back first yes," pinta Hana.

Angga just nodded, then went out to the parked car.

During the trip, only the three people were joking with fun. Angga just mute with his daydream. I want to immediately stop her curiosity.

"Well.until you do," said Hana. Kinara led Evan slowly down from the car.

"Say to say thank you to On and Auntie" asked Kinara.

"Macute Om, Auntie" said Evan in a funny voice.

"Dear together, tomorrow we play again, yes" while hugging and kissing the worried boy.

"Thank you again for the trouble" said Kinara.

"Sama-sama, no trouble really, yes Mas," towards Angga who was still dumbfounded.

"Yes..." Hannah called him again.

"Ooh.yeah," he stuttered.

The car began to drive, leaving the two men who then galloped into their tiny house.

"Is Evan Kinara's real son?" tanya Angga remained focused with his wheel.

"Yes.." answered Hana briefly.

"He has a husband?"

Hana shakes.

"Do you know who his father is?"

Hana shook her head again "no."

That was all Hana could answer, remembering the message of Bu Ira who asked her to keep the truth that she had told.

We must make calculations...You have to take Roman's responsibility. Feeling convinced that the child was Roman flesh blood even without any real evidence and data.