
Riska sat in her own living room in the darkness. He swung his chair and began to think.
Last afternoon she accidentally saw Cristian pull Love's hand and take her away in front of everyone. And they just fell silent and became spectators just seeing all that.
What game are they playing? Do they want to play with their daughter? And Cristian's relationship with Love looks weird. He can feel it clearly.
Various negative thoughts entered into the recesses of his heart. Riska pinched her dizzy head.
Back flash.
"Mom, where's Love?" bella asked while trying on her wedding dress. Ivan just lowered his face pretending not to know.
''Maybe he had some sudden and important business outside so he just left" Riska replied pretending not to know about the incident. He still saw the box containing the wedding dress of Love still lying on the table.
"Mom, what do you think, Mom? It's not beautiful!" exclaim Bella. Riska nodded her head and smiled as she touched the model worn by Bella.
"You're going to be the prettiest bride of the year, son," Riska added. Ivan smiled wryly. He did not dare to say anything or make the slightest sound.
"Darling Cristian didn't see this dress I was going to wear. Though I really hope he is here at the moment," Bella said in a sad tone. Riska was surprised, it turns out that Cristian did not meet Bella earlier. Then he came here only to meet Love. Her thought.
"Later on your wedding day, she will be amazed to see you look so beautiful in this dress" Riska said. Bella nodded her head in pleasure.
Riska stared intently at Ivan who seemed to be hiding something. He felt there was a conspiracy here.
Riska then walks away leaving Bella alone and goes to wait for her husband's arrival. This situation made his heart cramped. Her feelings as a mother are hurt. Without feeling her tears slightly dripped and hurriedly rubbed her so that no one would see her.
He walked to his room and paused in front of a picture of his family.
"Don't I tell you, if he's gonna be the snake that's gonna destroy Bella's happiness!" said it. Riska took a deep breath and walked back to her room.
Flash back off
Riska was shocked when the room lights started.
"Why haven't you slept?" ask Setiawan to his wife.
"I'm just waiting for the return of Love" Riska replied. He stood up and approached the window.
Setiawan approached Riska and hugged her tightly from behind.
"Thank you for being such a good mother and thank you for taking care of them with all your heart" Setiawan said.
"It has been my duty to always support my husband's steps" Riska replied twisting her body.
"I know you can always be relied upon" Setiawan hugged Riska.
"How would you react if you knew that Love had an affair with Cristian, my husband?" ask Riska in your heart.
"Ardi bought a beautiful kebaya for her wedding with Love" Riska's fishing rod.
"Oh yeah? Good then. I told the boy to marry Cinta as soon as possible" Setiawan said.
"You're allowing Love to marry the son of a maid?" said Riska.
"What would be her fate if she married such a man?" ask Riska.
"Ardi is a polite and responsible child, she can certainly make Love happy."
"What about his job?"
"He's already a manager at Cristian's company and he's also working on a big project out of town. He can be relied on. One more thing, they have also lived and grown up together all this time there is no right man for Love other than Ardi," Setiawan said. He then fell silent and looked at Riska.
"I know you care so much about love. For that I say a lot of thanks because you have worried about Love, dear," said Setiawan.
"He's my son too, I'm worried about his future." Riska hugged her husband. Setiawan reciprocated Riska's embrace, deep in his heart he was very proud of the figure of Riska who remained faithful to accompany him to this day.
"It's night we should go to the room to sleep," invited Setiawan who was not aware that Love was not in his house. Work sometimes requires him to go home late into the night.
"I want to see the state of the children first, '' said Riska lying. Setiawan then kissed Riska's forehead and left her.
Riska saw the clock was already showing the number eleven, but Cinta has not come home yet. What is Cristian and Love doing out there? Worry rules his mind.
Riska walked out of the room to her children's room. He steps into Bella's room first. The boy was asleep, still holding the phone in his hand. Riska took the phone and gently stroked Bella's hair.
"You've always been a submissive child, I'm proud of you. May happiness be with you" whispered Riska in Bella's ear.
He started opening Bella's cell phone. Cristian's handsome photo is plastered on Bella's wallpaper. There is nothing important from the contents on the phone, in it there is only a chat about work and chat from Cristian.
The bell was so innocent and innocent, always seeing everyone was good. Though the world is cruel everyone can stab from behind. Indiscriminate, status and relationships. Riska began to blanket him and kissed Bella's forehead gently.
"Mom, I love you" Bella awoke when she saw her mother in her room.
"Let's sleep again" Riska whispered.
Bella closed her eyes again.
Riska moves out of Bella's room and enters Love's room. He started to turn on the room lights. Heading to the shelf and looking for something that could prove his suspicions. But there is no.
Riska sat on the edge of the bed and pressed the base of her nose. Maybe he who is too afraid of Love will hurt the weak heart of Bella so he accuses Love that is not-no.
Love is a bad boy from a small. He is unruly and prefers a free outside life. Bella is a hard-working kid. He rarely went out and always spent his time at home. Little Love behavior always drains the emotions of Riska until adulthood the child remains unruly. He wanted to live freely like a bird that could fly into the wild.
When I remember it, it makes her shed tears. He was afraid that it would happen again.
He wiped his tears and was about to leave the room. But accidentally he dropped the beloved doll of Love.
Riska put it again on the pillow of Love. But he saw a man's suit neatly folded under the pillow of Love.
Riska took.
"It's an expensive and branded suit, not all rich men can have it. Nor did Ardi even a father classmate also never have it. This is Cristian's. The man always wears branded and expensive items" Riska thought as she smelled the scent of the suit.
"And this fragrant expensive perfume, still attached to this suit," Riska held the suit and squeezed it.
"Love what are you doing?I didn't think you'd be that hard on your own brother!" furious Riska.