Love the Perfect Master

Season 2 ~ Is Not a Family Part

With tears welling up in his eyes the handsome man returned home. He drove his car with mixed feelings. Between sadness, disappointment, and anger.

His words were ringing in his ears. Is there really a big secret? Or is it all just his op-ed? Adam's mind became very confused because of the words of Inspiration.

It didn't take long, twenty minutes Adam had reached his house again. Time is not too late, time is still showing at nine o'clock. Adam rushed in and wanted to question everything. Demanding honesty mom and dad.

Adam entered in a hurry, the house was quite quiet. Adam's vegetables heard the sound of the television in the living room. Adam was sure it was his mom and dad. Half-running Adam went up to the room where his mom and dad were.

"Ma ... Pa ...," call Adam with breath and sweat drenching his body.

"Why Adam? Did something happen?" ray asked confusedly.

"Adam wants to ask something to Mama and Papa, Adam hopes Mama and Papa are honest answers" said Adam.

"Just ask Dam, if Papa knows the answer, Papa will answer." Ray took his coffee cup and sipped it.

"Is Adam really not Papa Ray's son?"

Pyaarrr

The cup that Ray had been holding slipped off and fell to the floor shattered into pieces.

Ray was silent, maybe that day has come. The day he had to be honest and reveal the truth to his son. Secrets cannot be hidden forever.

"Jawab Pa!" adam looked at the plea.

"Ma, tell Adam the truth." Medina's tongue was too faint to say anything. He was just speechless. Only tears represented his current feelings. It turns out that secrets that want to be hidden for life must be uncovered today.

"Your silence is enough to answer all of Adam's questions. So everything Opa Ilham said is true? Adam's not Papa's real son?"

"So Om Ilham said that?" ask Ray.

"Yes Pa. Say Pa! Is Adam really not Papa's son?"

"Listen to that, son. Let Papa explain."

"Papa is not your biological father. But forever you're Papa Ray's son, son. Not someone else's son." Ray hugged Adam tightly and cried.

"You lied. You don't love Adam. So this is why you guys betrothed Adam to that village girl?" adam said with eyes filled with tears.

"No, Papa and Mama did it because we love you son. Mom and Dad wanted the best for Adam. Haura is the best for you" replied Ray.

"Not always the best in your eyes is the best for Adam."

"That's it, from the beginning I wasn't part of this family. And Adam had no right to live in this house." Adam wiped his tears and moved from his seat.

"Adam goes Ma, Pa ...."

"Son, don't go! Mama and Papa love you," Ray tried to prevent Adam's departure.

"Here you go, if our affection is invisible in Adam's eyes why do we hold it? For Adam we are always wrong. Just let her go," said Medina coldly.

"Me! What are you saying?" ray said he was still holding Adam's arm.

"Go Dam! If that's what you want," Medina said with a blank look.

Adam breaks away from Ray and leaves the house.

"Are you aware of what you're saying? Didn't I say we should be patient?"

"Enough Mas. Let him look at everything. He's an adult. He should have realized our sacrifice all along. Sorry Mas, the child you are proud of and always prioritize even beyond Mas' affection for Micah to be like that."

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The man's mind was so fucked. His appearance was also as dazzling as his heart. Ordinary hair neatly arranged is now disheveled. His eyes were reddening with anger. I don't know who to be angry at.

Adam downed another glass of wine, whether it had been a glass to how much goes into his throat. The heat that runs through his esophagus and chest every red liquid that enters his body is not heeded. He really needed it to calm his extremely chaotic mind at this moment.

Two hours in a place filled with music that teased the ears did not make Adam careless. He was comfortable, sitting alone and enjoying his drink. Until finally, Adam felt he was on his threshold. No longer able to sip that intoxicating drink.

Adam took out a few pieces of fiber money to pay for his drink. Adam smiled smirkily. Even the money he now enjoys is Ray's money. He realizes that he has nothing if not for Ray.

With Adam's staggering steps towards his car. Ignoring his chaotic thoughts about the drink, Adam forced himself to drive his car home.

He wants to go home to Isabella. Adam doesn't want to go back to Ray's house anymore. He felt he was not part of the family. That woman is all he has. Whether the woman will accept it again or not if she falls into poverty.

Half an hour later, the man forced himself to drive. Eventually, he arrived at Isabella's house. It's midnight. I can tell if the girl is asleep.

Adam leaned against the wall and knocked on the door in a semi-conscious state, his eyes closed. He waited a long time, but Isabella did not open the door for him.

Adam grabbed his phone and called Isabella. Once he was not lifted twice, Adam became upset. Only the third time, Isabella raised her call with a distinctive hoarse voice of waking up.

"Hello."

"Issy, I'm ahead. Open the door, baby."

"What are you doing here? Didn't Mas just leave me in the hospital alone?" isabella was angry.

"Here you go, baby, open the door first" Adam asked.

"Isshhhh ...."

Tut tut tut tut

The call was decided by Isabella.

Soon footsteps came down the stairs and the living room lights were turned on.

The door opened and Isabella greeted Adam with a sour face.

"What else?" ask Isabella ketus.

"Don't you tell me to come in?" adam asked not to care about Isabella's anger. Unanswered, Isabella left Adam and sat on the living room couch.

Adam followed behind and sat down beside Isabella. Without hesitation Adam immediately embraced his lover.

"Lepasin .. did you drink?" isabella asked, smelling the smell of alcohol into her nose. Adam nodded his head.

"He-em, just a little bit," Adam replied with a bitter laugh.

"You're all right, Mas? Don't usually drink?" isabella asked feeling weird.

"Isabella. I leave the house, will you leave me if I fall poor like this?"

"What-what?"

"Of course not. I'll stay with you" replied Isabella hesitatingly.

"really? Thank you dear." Adam hugged Isabella and leaned on her heavy head on her lover's shoulder.

"What's going on? Are you really poor? Shit, even though I haven't gotten anything from you yet." Isabella's mind was upset.