Not a Choice
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...“No one knows the future. Even the best plan made by man, all of it will not be useful if God does not want.”...
...~Arunika Pramesti~...
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The sound of knocking on the door made Alea sleep disturbed. Slowly, his eyes blink to adjust the light that penetrates the retina.
“Al, wake up, darling. Let's have dinner first.” The voice of the father was heard greeting his sense of hearing.
“Bentara, Dad. Al wash your face first.”
After washing her face and brushing her teeth, Alea rushed over to the father who was waiting at the dinner table.
“Eat a lot, Honey. I noticed you're getting thinner. Any problems?”
Alea smiled awkwardly. He wouldn't tell his father about his problems with Ata before everything was clear.
“Al deliberately dieting, Well.”
“Your body is very thin, why should the diet all? Oh, yeah, it's been a while since Ata played home. Is he busy?” ask the father while filling his plate with rice and some side dishes.
“Ata is still in Wonosobo. There are projects there.”
“If there is a problem, solve it immediately so you do not have to think like this. After eating, compress your eyes with cold water so that the swelling disappears.
Instantly Alea stopped feeding food into her mouth. As much as he could hide his problem with Ata, it turned out that he was not smart enough to lie to his father.
“Daddy just relax. I am fine. All is fine.”
I don't know who Alea's trying to convince. His father or himself.
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David was fixated on the figure singing on stage. This is the first time he has visited a cafe owned by Hasbi.
“I'm like no stranger to that singer, Bi?” david asked to break Hasbi's admiration for the person singing on stage. The melodious voice also made Hasbi able to forget the figure of Widya who had stolen her heart.
“He went viral for singing with Delfin.” Hasbi replied without turning her attention to Ziya.
Yep. That woman was Ziya. Not a few who recognize Ziya because it was once a stage with a famous artist of the capital.
“It turns out the original is very beautiful, yes, Bi.” David looked at Ziya full of admiration, “you should feel at home in Surabaya and do not intend to return to Jakarta.”
“That's. At least I don't constantly think of his wife people. Widya is happy with Harsa. I don't want to disturb their homes. Being a player is not my goal, Vid.”
David laughed crisply in response to Hasbi's rant. “So, you want to make Ziya an escape?” ask David.
“Enak. I'm not like that. If indeed Ziya is able to replace Widya's name in my heart, I will just go forward. I don't want to start a new relationship if my heart isn't done with the past. Let it all flow like water. Wherever it comes down to, I believe God will give me the best,” Hasbi said wisely.
“Salut same you. Don't be like Ata, make people confused aja.”
“Why Ata?”
“He goes back to chasing his past and ignores Alea,”.
“Then you are the same Alea, rather than singles constantly,” ledek Hasbi.
“Bacot!”
“It turns out the original is much prettier, yes,” flatter David.
“Mas David could have.” Ziya. Although he has often heard praise for his beauty, in fact he still blushed embarrassed when the opposite sex gave the same praise.
“Don't call Mas, feel old me. Call me name only,” pinta David.
Small talk just flowed between the three people. Absolutely not expecting if they will connect in talking about something. Ziya's sweet smile tickled David.
“Oh, Lord, I am truly enchanted by this creature of Yours,” murmured David inwardly.
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A week had passed since that day, where Ata was expelled from Runa's house. However, the man did not break the charcoal to get Runa back. Every day Ata visited the residence of Runa make Runa bored. Like today. In the morning Ata was already in the courtyard of Runa's house.
“Hai, His hero father,” greet Ata when Runa and Khan out of the house.
Khan rushed to hide behind Runa's body. His eyes are not liking.
“Why are you so stupid, Ta? I beg you not to be like this,” pinta Runa.
“I won't stop before getting you also Khan.”
“Egois!”
“Yes. I was selfish. But believe me, this selfishness of mine will make you and Khan happy,” Ata said with confidence.
“You precede destiny, Ta. No one knows the future. Even the best of man's plans, they will be of no use if God wills not. So, stop your bullshit, Ta! Because I was once disappointed with the expectations you made, then don't expect me to believe you again,” said Runa with her flat face.
“I'll propose to your parents.”
A sentence that was able to hit Runa's heart that second as well.
“I'm sure your parents will side with me because there is a Khan among us.” Ata continued. A triumphant smile was clearly imprinted on the corner of his lips.
“You can't do that, Ata!” said Runa holding back the rumble inside the chest.
“Why? Everyone has the right to make a choice, right? And I chose you to be my wife. You have no right to ban me.”
The debate between Runa and Ata again made Khan more furious. Although he was only a child, but he could see if the mother was hurt. Little by little hatred grew in Khan's heart at the man who claimed to be his real father. Every one of his people cried, the flames of hatred were being ignited.
“You're outrageous, Ata! You only think about yourself. After all the pain I've been through since you dumped me, don't expect you to be able to pick me back up. I'm not something you can throw away when you're bored and you take back when you need to. You don't know my life after your departure. You don't know how broken I was then. So, stop dreaming, Ata!”
Runa hurried away leaving Ata. Highlights of hatred captured Ata in the netra of her son. Of course it hurt him. Ata does not want this, all she wants is to live happily with her loved ones, namely Runa and Khan.
“I know I have hurt you, so therefore, allow me to make you and Khan happy in the future. It's my resolve, Run. I will continue to meet your parents with my family,” muttered Ata saw the back of Runa who was getting away from him.
Ata rushes away from Runa's house, as Runa and Khan disappear from sight. The sound of the phone ringing was disturbing as he had just landed his body on the steering chair. Alea's name was on her phone screen, making Ata throw a rough breath. Many times his phone rang but did not tempt Ata to pick it up, until a message from Alea was able to whip up her emotions.
“Until when will you avoid me? Does your bitch mean more than me?”
Those two sentences made Ata immediately contact Alea.
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...to be continued...
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