Not the Son of the Prostitute

How's Your Relationship?

"Muildos ... Oh my God ... What happened, son?!" Naila screeched in surprise to see her daughter's appearance was very messy with injuries on her face as well as her body. The middle-aged woman immediately ran up to Mutia who was walking towards her with a shunt.

"I'm fine, Ma."

Then Naila's gaze turned to the male figure behind Mutia.

"What happened to my daughter, sir? Why did it get like this?" That anxious feeling was clearly reflected on the middle-aged woman's face. Haidar felt guilty because indirectly he was the main cause of the quarrel.

"Sorry, Auntie Actually Mutia just had a fight."

"Arrangled?" repeat Naila with face not understanding. "De–with whom, Sir? Did Mutia do anything wrong? Or ...." Questions came to Naila's mind. He just does not want to until the princess just why-napa.

"It's just a misunderstanding, Ma. I'm okay." Mutia did not want until her mother knew what the real problem was. Fear, if it will only be a burden on the mind.

Taking Haidar back to the car, Mutia asks the man to keep the true incident a secret.

"You don't have to worry, I'm not going to tell your mom."

Mutia smiled with relief at the man's words. Haidar was already sitting behind the wheel after first saying goodbye to Mutia's parents.

"Master ...?"

"Yes ...?"

"Looks like I can't accept your proposal."

The man immediately abandoned his intention to drive his car. Haidar opted out of the car again shortly after hearing Mutia's statement.

"Is this rejection for me?"

"I just don't want anyone to get hurt. After all, I don't have any feelings for you" the girl said.

Haidar tries to find the truth from the look in the girl's eyes. But Mutia instead looked down avoiding Haidar's gaze which continued to point at his face.

Haidar himself did not know if the answer really came from the depths of Mutia's heart, or just wanted to avoid all the bad accusations Kia gave.

"Is this about Kia?" asked Haidar with a probing look.

"Bu–not at all, Sir. I'm just not ready to get married, yes I'm not ready yet" Mutia said.

"I'll be waiting for you."

The two girls eyes were perfectly patterned hearing Haidar's reply which sounded very confident.

"Why? If that's why you're not ready, I'll try to wait!" say that man again.

"Ti–no need, Sir." Mutia was suddenly at a loss for words. Intentions want to reject Haidar subtly, instead he lost heavily with an answer from him.

"Don't worry, I'll wait until you're ready." Without saying anything else Haidar went back in the car and drove the vehicle away from Mutia's house.

Next day.

Today Haidar gave Mutia permission so that the girl could rest in peace. Haidar also said about the work that Nina will take over for a while. Mutia was relieved to hear that, apart from wanting to heal her wounds yesterday, Mutia also felt awkward after the rejection she gave to Haidar.

"I'm sure this is the best." Observing the phone on the table, Mutia was startled by the sound of knocking on the door from the outside which turned out to be from Mama Naila.

"What's up, Ma?"

"There's a guest in front. You meet first, huh?"

"Huhh, who?" Mutia wondered to herself. I don't think he had any promises with anyone today.

"Just meet up first."

"Maustin ..."

"Mrs ..."

Currently the two women of different ages were already sitting opposite each other. Naila deliberately looked back so that the two could speak freely without hesitation.

Mutia was still lowered, squeezing her fingers that had been cold ever since she entered the living room. The girl timidly looked at the woman who was currently before her.

"Maustin ..." The rengganis opened the sound first. He realized the girl in front of him was holding back nervously from earlier. "Something I want to ask."

Mutia immediately looked up at the owner of the voice, "A–what does the Madam want to ask? Is this about Mr. Haidar?" ask the girl to guess.

"No. It's about you."

"Sa–my?"

"Are you really not ready to get married?"

Well, right, it must have something to do with that guy.

"I am not ready if in the near future, Madam," Mutia replied frankly.

"Why? Isn't ... sorry..."Rengganis deliberately paused his sentence. The woman took a deep breath before finally exhaling her again slowly. "Aren't you getting married?"

Mutia's countenance instantly changed the moment Rengganis said it. Her memory goes back to the events of a few months ago, when she was almost married to Joseph, but the plan failed the day before her wedding.

"Mutia .. You're okay, right?" The voice of the Rengganis broke the girl's daydream. Mutia hurriedly wiped the corner of her eye that was about to drain the clear liquid. "I'm sorry if I just hurt you."

Mutia shook her head slowly. Not at all. Mutia only remembered the toughest moments of her life. When he had to take Joseph off the man he loved so much.

"I'm fine, Madam." Mutia looked down again.

"Is this yours?" Pointing something in front of Mutia. The girl's eyes turned perfectly.

"Mrs, it's mine." Mutia immediately took over the necklace-shaped object, then examined it again.

"Is that yours?" ask the Rengganis again.

"Yes, Madam. It's mine, how can it be ..."

"Actually the one who found your necklace was Haidar."

"Mr Haidar?" Because as he remembered it was lost when Mutia saved the man.

"Actually after the incident at the lake at that time Haidar tried to find your whereabouts, Mutia. So do we. It's just we don't know where to look." Rengganis was a little revealing about the events after Haidar regained consciousness from the coma.

Rengganis also told how Haidar almost every day came to the lake, hoping to find a bright spot about who the girl who had helped him. But for almost a month Haidar could not find anything.

Until the urge to get married immediately makes Haidar forced to accept the arranged marriage planned by his parents.

"I just don't want my friendship with Kia to be ruined, Madam. Kia deserves your son anyway."

"So, this is about Kia?" Now Rengganis was absolutely convinced that Kia was the reason Mutia rejected Haidar. "Did he hurt you again?"

"No, Madam."

"Mutia .. listen, son. We can't force anyone to like us. Same with someone's feelings. You know what I mean?"

"Haidar really likes you, Mutia. Even from the first time you met at the lake."

"But, what about the fate of Kia, Madam? What family relationship will you have no problems with the Aditama family?"