Layu Set

My sister Kinara

The coolness of the air conditioner slightly dampened the heat of the air temperature out there, Roman was sitting waiting for someone with a unanimous determination, with confidence that was difficult to shake. Until the sound of a tap of footsteps leads to where it is now.

Anin gracefully stepped towards him, with a confident radiance that was always attached to the look of his face.

"Sorry to make a long wait," he said as he placed his branded tote bag.

"What's wrong? I think Mas's amnesiac," he quipped.

"What do you want to pesen?" Roman is still making small talk.

"Mas wants to tell you what it really is. No need to talk, I don't know Mas one or two days," said Anin who began to feel something strange on Roman.

"Our relationship, I can't stop anymore, sorry" Roman said without a doubt.

"From the beginning I fought unilaterally, just to make you see me. It was exhausting, but I could stand it. But today after all I did ended up just like this, too painful," Anin's eyes started to glaze over.

"Is it because of another woman? Kinara?" he tried to guess.

"There's a part of my past that you don't know. I have a child that I never knew about, and I didn't even admit it. He needs a father's love that I haven't given him in years" Roman replied.

"I mean, do you intend to have a new relationship with the mother of the child?" tanya Anin sharpens.

"Yes, I will fight for my son's happiness."

"Your own child or happiness. Do you love that woman?" the question sentences continued to search for Roman.

"Did that woman also make Mas so hard to open my heart to me?"

"I live with the full affection of my parents, but I have spent time giving him affection for my own son. I'm not gonna waste this opportunity again. I hope you can understand" said Roman softly, hoping Anin could accept his decision.

"Whatever, I can't beat the heart of who Mas has to make, but Mas also can't regulate this feeling to just stop. Thank you.." said Anin who then grabbed her tote bag, waltzing away leaving Roman who was still fixated on staring at his disappearance.

It's better than stalling just to get hurt.forgive me.

At the residence of Mr. Ilham the sound of Evan's carefree laughter echoed, filling the space that had been quiet without expression.

"His father is very fond of deh.try if Mas Angga is married, continue to love grandchildren. Surely you will be very happy" said Mbok Narti, a domestic assistant who has worked in the family for decades.

"Still in his rich approach deh Mbok," replied Kinara smiling.

"Mba Kinara knows the same person. Don't even Mba himself," guessed it whiny.

"Not Mbok, I happen to work in Mas Angga's hotel," Kinara responded casually.

"Same Mba Kinara also not papa, surely you agree very much. Moreover, already immediately dapet bonus grandson," Mbok Narti closed his mouth feeling the talk of kebablasan, "sorry Mba, Mbok do not mean..."

"No papa kok Mbok," Kinara just smiled not offended at all.

"Yes already...Mbok wants to go back and ready the same syrup for the same Mr. Den Evan," said Mbok Narti.

"Let me help Mbok," Kinara tailed behind Mbok Narti who was heading towards the kitchen.

While Evan was playing in the pool with Mr. Ilham. Playing with the water with happiness. Opa couple and grandchildren are very fitting.

Long they both play, because after being satisfied in the water, Mr. IIlham took Evan to the back garden. A pair of adorable white rabbits were there. Surely make Evan more comfortable lingering in that place.

"Yuk feed the rabbit, let it get fatter" said Mr. Ilham who brought a bundle of kale and a carrot crackle favorite of his pet.

"Dare dong," replied Evan sure, directly thrust two stalks of kale on the rabbit.

"If I had a father, Opa's rich grandfather must have been very fond of," he said suddenly, as if lamenting fate.

"Kok Evan said that, Opa is also Grandpa Evan. Opa even wants Evan to stay here, " Mr. Ilham tried to comfort him.

"Really Opa? But I'm telling you that Evan lives here" he said, withholding disappointment.

"Opa.pa.pa Opa can help Evan find Dad," he asked innocently.

Mr. Ilham rubbed the head of Evan gently, "one time you must have met your father, Opa help prayer," he said.

"Thank you Opa."

"It's getting dark tuh.yuk enter later we eat mallem together," he asked.

While in the parking lot of the hotel, Jay was standing as if waiting for someone.

"What's this thing, rich in statues?" sapa Angga who suddenly appeared.

"Kinara in my house, you wait for the ampe tomorrow morning will also not be nongol," he said just an original guess.

But hearing Kinara's name, Jay's facial expression immediately changed. There's a big question mark there.

"No need to panic that's when I don't fight. Kinara is already rich I don't need you to have a prejudice that is not. Mending you come with my car, you are anterin Kinara the same Evan back," Angga said directly.

Jay just smiled, there was relief in his heart. He doesn't have to compete with his boss. Which made him a few days ago the prettiest jealous.

"Don't ever playin his feelings, he has suffered a lot during this time," said Angga who is still focused on the wheel.Jay turned to him.

"No need to answer, I'm sure how much love you have for him. Your sacrifice is amazing, I probably won't be able to do it even for my loved ones" Angga's cerocos at length.

"Dear Evan like you love Kinara. The little boy needs a father figure" Angga said.

"Gue will fight to win Kinara's heart back" Jay said confidently. He won't just throw away the opportunity. Don't want to lose Kinara for the umpteenth time.

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Mr. Ilham coolly accompanied Evan to play a new puzzle at his purchase this afternoon. While Kinara helped Mbok Narti prepare dinner. Tucked into curiosity since noon that made him want to know immediately the answer.

"Mbok..picture in front of that photo who?" ask Kinara.

"Where is Ma'am?"

"The child is the same baby."

"Oo.the one. It was Mas Angga when he was seven years old, the other one was Mba Kinara," Kinara said, making Kinara stunned.

"Nadzara?" questioningly.

"Yes Ma'am, Mas Angga's brother who now does not know where. Mbok also does not know exactly what the story is," said Mbok Narti.

Somehow Mbok Narti's story made Kinara riled. There are feelings that he himself does not understand

What was clear was that he did not feel that the Kinara in question was him. It's impossible, he thought.