
Aran asked when they were busy with dishes at a cafe.
"Mother is missing you. You'll often have lunch." Dewanti. He is upset with Rustam because the matchmaking of his son makes Aran so sad.
"Mother just say if you want to eat with me." Aran has not talked to his mother for a long time. Aran is more open and familiar with Dewanti than his father.
"When you go, you come along." Dewanti wants to go with her son. His heart wanted to comfort Aran.
"Mother is weird now. Can it be the same dad?" The request of Dewanti makes Aran feel confused.
"Mother is bored. Your father's busy at work." Dewanti's excuse to his son.
"If you are bored, you can go with your friend. Aran doesn't mind coming along." Aran had never heard of his mother traveling out of town or abroad with her friend.
"Many people take the mother for a walk, but the mother is not used to going without family." Dewanti has never been for not getting permission from Rustam. Aran's father never let his wife off his guard.
"Then Aran will tell mom if she wants to go again." Aran. He loves his mother. Finish lunch Aran back to the office. Dewanti returns home. He knows his son's problems. In the afternoon Rustam came home with an angry face. He saw his wife Dewanti sitting in the middle room.
"Good yes, you have dared to cheat on me" said Rustam fiercely. Dewanti was surprised to see her husband.
"cheating?" ask the confused Dewanti. When did he do it?
"So my friend told me, seeing my wife having lunch at the cafe with a man." Rustam remembered that his friend had been heating him this afternoon. Saying "Your wife is cheating on you with a handsome guy" then sending a picture of Dewanti and Aran having lunch together. Rustam smile. He pretended to be angry with his wife. He is jealous, Dewanti eats only with Aran. Himself is forgotten.
"Oh of course I want to eat with the man, he's more handsome than you are" replied Dewanti in the style you sold me. She was upset at her husband about Mhina. But it's not time for him to talk.
"So yes. If there's anything better than mas you want to eat together." Rustam sits near Dewanti.
"That's proof, right." Dewanti.
"You're tired of it." Rustam shifted closer to Dewanti again.
"Ich just don't sit around." Dewanti wants to shift but she's on the edge.
"Why indeed?" Rustam held Dewanti back.
"Sayings are not appropriate actions. It was angry but the seat was so sticky." protested Dewanti.
"Jealous you only remember your son. Husband is forgotten." Rustam embraced his wife with affection. Dewanti was silent, her heart still upset.
"Dear we go to the room yuk." whispered Rustam friendly in the ears of Dewanti.
"Why what?" ask Dewanti lazily.
"Mandi dong, you ready the water I'll take a shower." Rustam pinched Dewanti's cheek and then got up laughing. Do not think Rustam invites to the room for sister-asik. Dewanti is increasingly upset with Rustam's behavior.
Diona has been quiet since she returned from Paris. Paul doesn't know why. But Paul also has to go to Amalfi. After Diona promises she'll be okay, Paul is leaving. This morning Diona took a taxi to school. Lucca saw.
"You're not in Paul's company?" ask Lucca for wonder.
"Then let me take you home later that afternoon" Lucca said, not wanting to be refused. Diona agrees. He really does not like Paul, but at this time his heart is broken. Paul always asks why he is silent, if he is sick. Diona lazily answered him. As he was currently a lot silent, Lucca and Elis were looking at him strangely.
"Are you unwell?" asked Elis curiously.
"I'm not healthy." replied Diona lazily.
"You're sad that Paul's staying?" ask Lucca suspiciously.
"It's not. I met someone I shouldn't have met in Paris" Diona said frankly.
"Did he say something that hurt your heart?" Elis.
"No. He just called my name. I left him because Paul had already called a taxi." Diona recalled when Aran looked at her and called her name in disbelief.
"Then what's the problem? It's true that you left her." this time it was Lucca who was astonished. The matter? the problem is that Aran looks handsome with his navy coat. His body was more stout and full. But Diona couldn't have said that.
"You're right. I'm just surprised" said Diona. He didn't want his two best friends to know what he was thinking. They also turned their attention to the lessons of the day.
"Eat at my place yuk. I'll cook for you." take Diona. He's lazy himself in the apartment.
"I want to. But how's Lucca?" answer Elis.
"I can stop by for a minute" Lucca said casually. Diona's face was radiant. He's starting to get excited. They're headed for Diona's. Sean was always waiting. Paul tells Diona to ask Tom to drive her to the apartment. But because Diona was with Lucca and Elis, Diona didn't ask Tom for her.
"Hi Diona's. You're with your friend? Where's boyfriend?" ask Sean to know. His brash style makes Lucca and Elis not like.
"This is my friend. Paul is at work." replied Diona briefly. He has no intention of introducing Lucca and Elis to Sean. They entered Paul's apartment. Lucca made sure the door was locked.
"Is that your neighbor?" Elis looked at Diona with a worried face.
"Every afternoon he would be there, seemingly waiting for us. Paul told me to come up here among the security staff below." explained Diona, she was preparing the ingredients for cooking.
"I'm worried, yeah. Are you really okay alone?" Lucca doesn't calm down leaving Diona alone. Diona's phone rang. Paul called her, asking about her situation. Diona tells me she's coming home with Lucca and Elis. Diona's conversation made Lucca even more unsettled.
"Elis can you stay with Di?" ask Elis Lucca. Diona stopped talking to Paul.
"I think I can. But I don't have any clothes on." said Elis.
"You can wear my shirt." Diona offers.
"Well I agree. Wait I'll tell aunt first." Elis opened his bag and took his phone. Lucca felt calmer. Diona finished her task of making lunch dishes. Since the hungry dishes were soon finished.
"I'm full. In you're good at cooking." commented Elis, he's sitting on the couch. Lucca looked at her watch.
"I have to go to the office. You lock the door again. I feel suspicious of that man."