Love the Perfect Master

The End Season 1

"Me, I want to hear the story" Gibran said, smiling.

"What else is the story about? Just tell me about the future, huh?" Gibran nodded in agreement.

"Tomorrow ..the doctor will come and say that Mas is cured. Then after Mas Gibran recovers we'll be together back in America. We'll keep our son together. Raised them both." Medina told me in tears.

From behind the door a handsome man heard everything. From beginning to end he heard the newlywed couple talk. It hurt everything he heard. The happiness of others, but bitterness for himself.

Ray realized, it was time he had to give up. It is not appropriate for her to enter into their happy household. There's no place for him. Ray gave up, admitted defeat. Gibran deserves to be on Medina's side. Gibran was her husband, the father of the children of Medina. She was no one to Medina. It was just a past he himself could not remember. Now all Ray has to do is get out of their lives.

Yes, going away was the best option for him. Go to forget the people he loves. Someone who is happy with her husband. Go to organize his new life. Although Ray himself does not know if he can forget Medina, the woman who is able to make his world crumble.

A month later.

The man walked reluctantly down the airport. His eyes were blank and his mind drifted away. His heart was so sick and fragile it had to leave his homeland. With a sling he pulled his suitcase. One large suitcase, because he plans not to return to his homeland in the near future.

He left his homeland for the same country five years ago. But now it feels different, he did not feel this pain when five years ago left Indonesia.

His heart was so disappointed and sick. The woman he loves belongs to someone else. Maybe the woman is now having fun with her husband waiting for the birth of their baby. Maybe there is no soul mate between him and the woman who had filled his days with happiness.

Now he will go fly all his dreams and love. Hoping he would remove the shadow of the woman ayu who is always stored in the recesses of his kalbunya. Hoping that a new life will restore his broken heart.

After going through a series of checking procedures at the airport, he got into a plane that would take him far away.

He immediately sat down with teary eyes. Can't stand the feeling of holding back so that his tears don't run down the river. But as much as he could endure it, he really did not want to be a crybaby out of love.

Immediately the seat belt was wrapped around his stomach. Just as he was putting it up, there was a hijab-wearing woman sitting beside him looking at him who was glazed over with a smile.

"Hey, sad to leave Indonesia? I am also sad to leave my homeland" the woman's cerocos while putting up her seat belt.

"I want to go to America with my future husband. Uh, that's the guy I love. Because either he's willing to accept me or not." The woman spoke incessantly despite not getting any answers from Ray. Ray just stared at the woman intensely.

The sound of a cell phone made the woman turn her face towards her phone which was in the pocket of her coat.

"Ah, a minute?"

"Hello Mother, yes this is already on the plane."

"......"

"He's lucky he's not full, so please sit next to that guy."

"......"

"Okay, it's Bun. I'm boarding a flight."

"........"

The woman closed the call and kept her cell phone back.

"Ahhh ... Noisy huh? Sorry if I'm disturbed."

"Maybe I'd better move to another seat." The woman opened her seat belt and moved from her seat. But he had not yet stepped, his left hand was blocked by a large hand that asked him to stay seated.

"Stay here!" pinta Ray's.

Ray's eyes are getting teary. Ray was so confused by what happened. The woman sat back down and put her seat belt on again.

"All right, I'm not leaving. But don't be sad anymore, huh? You can tell me all your burdens, sir. Who knew I could help you, maybe?"

"Why are you quiet? Oh... lazy to talk huh? If I'm lazy, I won't talk."

"Yes Allah ...." Ray covered his almost crying face with both palms. Ray ruined his face rough.

"Mas ... Mas ... It looks like Me is going to throw up" said Medina with a strange face.

"What?"

"Me wants to vomit" he said, covering his mouth with his right hand.

Ray panics and is soon busy looking around for a thinkstock or bag used for drunk passengers.

"Hehehe, kidding ...." Medina grinned the horse holding Ray's arm who wanted to find a thinkstock.

"Yes Forgiveness Me ...." Ray smiled clumsily.

"Me wants to apologize to Mas for all Me's mistakes against Mas," said Medina began seriously.

"No, ah, I'm sulking" said Ray.

"Sorry Mas, I did have to do all that for Gibran. I have to marry Gibran. Now Gibran can rest in peace" said Medina sadly.

" You mean?" ray asked confusedly.

"Gibran left me and Adam. I'm not sure if Mas Ray will take me back or not. But Me is here for Mas Ray. Is Mas Ray still willing to open his heart to Me again?" ask Medina in tears.

"Sure Me, sure ... I love you so much" said Ray clasping Medina's fingers in tears. Medina rested her head on the man's shoulder. Ray turned his face towards Medina and pecked at the top of her head gently.

"I love you Me."

"I love you too."

Thank you Mr. Perfect, Inner Medina.