Not the Son of the Prostitute

I'm sorry, Mutia ...

[Don't mess around, Mas, our wedding will be held tomorrow morning, how could you just cancel it!] mutia said with a loud voice. The girl with long, wavy hair was inexhaustible, why Yusuf–palon her husband suddenly informed her if their wedding plans could not be continued again. And even more surprisingly, Joseph did not say the reason, the man just said an apology that made Mutia more curious.

[I'm sorry Mutia, once again sorry.] That moment also the phone connection was cut off. Joseph's voice was no longer heard from across the country.

Mutia panicked instead of playing, the girl jumped out of her bed and snatched the brown bag lying on the table.

Mutia ran out of the house to find a taxi that would take her to Joseph's house. Even though it has been since a week ago his parents forbid him to go anywhere, in the pingit said the mother. But the ban must be broken the day before his own wedding.

Taxis speeding through the streets of the city that look crowded. Mutia could not wait to get to Joseph's house until he had to shout at the driver several times to increase his speed.

"Faster, sir!"

"Yes, Miss."

When the taxi he was riding arrived in front of the big gate, Mutia then descended in haste. The girl just barged in regardless of the cries of the security guard trying to block her.

"Mas, Joseph!" mutia shouted as she swung her steps closer towards the door. The girl no longer cared about her appearance wearing only her nightgown and her hair was still disheveled.

The door of the house opened and out came a male figure who a few minutes ago was able to tear his heart apart.

Yusuf Atmaja, a 25-year-old man who currently serves as the leader of the company owned by his extended family. Five months ago they knew each other. At that time Mutia accidentally spilled a drink that should be delivered to cafe customers in a suit owned by the man. Joseph was instantly fascinated by Mutia's beauty even though the girl looked simple. Until finally their relationship became more serious when Joseph came to Mutia's house and proposed to her officially.

However, for some reason the relationship ended up running aground for no apparent reason. Mutia did not know what reason Joseph suddenly canceled his wedding ceremony unilaterally.

"Why did you come here?" mama asked Seli with a very cold face. Mutia took a few steps back to realize the attitude of her future father-in-law who had suddenly changed. Though usually the middle-aged woman always spoke softly every time she came to the house.

"Ma ..."

"Stop! Don't call me mama again!" prevent the middle-aged woman in together with a cold attitude also from her future father-in-law.

"Mas there is this? Why are you talking like that?" Now Mutia's view turned to Joseph. The man who had been since his arrival looked down. It was as if there was something he was hiding.

"Please talk, Mum? Why are you quiet?" mutia's tears were about to break when she didn't get any answers from Joseph. The man looked down and locked his mouth tightly.

"Speaking whatnot? Joseph said that your marriage cannot be continued!" Mama Seli's voice was heard increasingly crushing Mutia's heart. The girl shook her head quickly, she could not believe what had just come out of the mouth of her future father-in-law.

"Mama's right, Mutia. Our marriage cannot be continued. Sorry, once again I'm sorry."

Just like the man said on the phone. It turned out that Joseph had completely annulled his marriage which was only a matter of hours.

"But why, Mom?" Mutia's voice weakened. The girl could no longer hold back the free-falling clear crystal from both corners of her eyes.

"I wouldn't have a daughter-in-law of an actor's son!"

The deg!

Mutia's heart crumbled for a moment. He spelled out what Mama Seli had just said. What, the son of an actor? Meanin?

"Your mother is a actor, Mutia. He's an actor!" point Mama Seli right in front of the girl's face. Mutia looked up with reddened eyes. Really, what he just heard was very painful. Mutia's body almost collapsed, unfortunately again Yusuf–the man she once loved so much was even indifferent and did not care about it at all.

"No way. Mama must have just misunderstood, right? Mama–ku is not a actor. My mother!" Turn to Yusuf. Mutia wished men would hear her. But again he had to be disappointed that Joseph had closed his mouth shut.

"Go you! I'm disgusted to see you here for so long!" the middle-aged woman shouted again which sounded increasingly hurt Mutia's heart. The security guard who was standing guard in front also dragged her, forcing the girl to quickly get out of the luxurious house of her own future husband.

"Take me off, sir! Off!" contact the girl. When the security guard's hand was released Mutia quickly ran towards Joseph. The girl tried to ask for protection on the figure of the man who had always been beside her.

"Mas, help me ...." But Joseph brushed it off violently. The man's attitude also changed by one hundred and eighty degrees to make Mutia no longer recognize him.

"Go you, Mutia! Just go! I also wouldn't have the wife of an actor's son!" Joseph pushed Mutia until the girl's body fell on the ground.

"No, you can't talk rich! Tomorrow morning we're getting married. You promised me you would be happy with me?" The girl nodded quickly. He also tried to approach again and held the two legs of Joseph standing in front of him.

"What the fuck! Get out of here, Mutia! If I knew you were the daughter of that woman in the first place, I would never have gotten this far! Really, I'm sorry, Mutia! I'm Sorry!"

Brakk!

The door closed very quickly leaving Mutia who was still struggling with an increasingly bitter cry.