LOVE DIARY

Chapter 21 The Play

When she got home, her mother was waiting for her arrival. Love held the child's hand tightly, the feeling of worry that he felt so made his heart never feel calm.

Razi, who was aware of the situation, smiled sweetly trying to calm his mother. "Mom don't worry! I'm not gonna let you get in trouble!" whispered.

His heart felt a little calm, with his support. Recalling his life before becoming an artist, which was so messy. Have a mother who never cared about it, slamming bones in order to find a penny, and not to mention the problems that often caused his mother when he owed gambling, gambling, all that he experienced before becoming famous as it is today.

All the trials and obstacles he went through over the past 4 years, falling awake to reach the peak of his career and only Tina who is always loyal to be beside him sincerely. 

His mother got up from the sofa and started playing the charade, approaching Cinta and Razi who had just set foot into the house. "Oh it turns out this is my mother's granddaughter, she's so handsome!" while pinching Razi's cheek gently.

"He's not my mother's grandson! He's Rangga's son!" Cetus Love.

"You're fiancee, she's your son and of course your mother's granddaughter!"

"We're still not officially married, even if we get married and he becomes my son, he's still not my mother's grandson!"

"Mother just got to arguing with you, just because of a trivial matter."

Love was upset by all her mother's words, her voice began to rise as she spoke. "Sepele! All things that have nothing to do with money, you say trivial!" 

His anger overflows so much that he forgets that there is a small child beside him, an adult debate that should not be heard by a small child, does not make Razi tremble at all. 

Not long after Rangga and Tina went inside, from outside they had heard the debate between Cinta and her Mother. When they come, Love immediately tells Tina to bring Razi into her room.

While Rangga tried to be calm, trying to break the silence between them. "Include my fiancee Love, my name is Rangga Prasetya." Poking his hand to shake.

His mother returned to the show, swiftly changing her upset face, then quickly grabbed Rangga's hand. "I'm her mother Love, Hana!" sauteed.

His mother did not know that their engagement was just a setting, if she knew, I don't know what she would do to reap her own benefits. Although they actually liked each other, they never talked about it further.

"Surely Mother came here just to see the look of the future mother-in-law.but..Love never wanted, if mother meddled in her affairs." 

At a glance from behind his handkerchief he grinned, with a sharp eye as if he was hiding his bad intentions. Although the expression can not be seen, Love knows the ins and outs of people like his mother.

Love is upset with all her behavior, "Based on a two-faced woman! I'll follow all of Mom's plays." Her thought.

Love approached her mother, then clasped her hands together with a fake smile. "That's not so Mom, I just don't want Mom to worry about me. At the age of the mother who is not young anymore, Love is afraid that Mom will be stressed with my problems." 

Hana returned a smile of love. "Mother's beloved daughter is always concerned about her mother. Rangga is lucky to be engaged to you, who is airy to accept the reality."

"The truth is there? Meaning Razi?" their inner.

While Rangga ignored all his words, in his mind he just wanted to get the blessing of Hana and immediately get Love intact.

Last night, Rangga who was lying on his bed pensively thought of all the differences between Love and his wife. Feeling heavy to admit all the facts, he kept to his own stand, that Love was his wife.

His enormous ego overcame every obvious proof. Her ego is an involuntarily active body defense system, to protect herself from excessive depression. People who have Bipolar, tend to appear suicidal desire, when they feel sad to depression.

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