
The night was very late, Ryan felt disappointed because upon arrival at the house Diandra Varo had fallen asleep.
"I'm sorry Ryan, Varo's been sleeping." Said Mrs Mirah.
"Nothing ma'am, this whole thing is late at night. Ryan will be back tomorrow." said Ryan then glanced at Diandra.
"Ryan... don't you feel hungry ? I'm hungry...!?"
"I'm sorry I forgot to take you out to eat. Is there anything here you can eat ?"
"Of course there's instant noodles."
"Is that healthy ?"
"Just calm down, we're not gonna die just for a serving of instant noodles."
The two headed for the kitchen, Diandra cooked two servings of instant noodles and Ryan waited for her while sitting on the dining chair. How happy he was to see the scene before him. Seeing Diandra busy cooking even though it was just instant noodles but it was very refreshing to Ryan's eyes.
After eating Ryan finally told Diandra.
"Can I go back to visit Varo tomorrow ?" Ryan asked the gloomy looking Diandra.
"Of course I can... Varo would be happy to see you too. Apalgi.." Diandra's sentence hangs.
"Already..have not discussed the problem again. We live it all. Varo is still very small to understand everything. I'm sure, Varo is a smart boy, and one day he will know and understand the situation. Believe..!" Ryan held onto both of Diandra's shoulders, and looked into both of her eyes. Diandra also returned Rysn's gaze with eyes that began to glaze over. He nodded slowly at Ryan's words.
"Rest me, I'll be back tomorrow." Ryan kissed Diandra's forehead with affection. Diandra just enjoyed Ryan's touch. For a moment he realized, his feelings for Ryan were exactly the same as what he felt for Mario at that time.
"I'm sorry Mario..." Inner diandra.
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That morning, Diandra looked lethargic. It's not usually lounging on holidays. Mother Mirah who had noticed the strange behavior of Diandra ventured to ask the employer who had considered her like her own child.
"Nak Dian... Why are you ? Is there a problem ? Tell me about Mom..."
Diandra turned his head towards Bu Mirah, her tears dripping gently soaking her pale-looking cheeks. It turned out that all night Diandra could not sleep lela think of what had affected his family. The shadow of Mario and Ryan danced in his mind in turn.
"Mother....!" Diandra started sobbing and splashed into the arms of Mother Mirah. The body of Mirah's mother is tight.
"What's up. cry son. Crying will make your heart calm. After you're satisfied crying tell Mom." Persuade Bu Mirah while replying to the deck Diandra rubbed his back to provide calm.
"If you can give advice, Nak Dian should continue the relationship between Nak Dian and Mr. Ryan. I don't think there's anything wrong with your relationship."
"But, ma'am... What do people say later ?
"When have you ever cared about what other people say ?" Timpal Mommy Mirah.
" Dian is not good mom same Ryan family.they are a distinguished family, Dian does not want their family to get scorn from people because of Dian."
"Will not kid.. Instead they will be happy, this is a very good decision for you. Varo will get the love of a father from the one who does have a blood bond with him. Mrs Rika and Mr. Raka themselves do not need to worry anymore about their grandchildren. Don't separate them again, son.. Lady Rika has lost her son, don't keep her with her grandchildren."
"Although Dian is not married to Ryan, Mama Rika can still visit her granddaughter, Mom..."
"Just keep on doing it. It will feel different. Think carefully about what mom said. This is the way, son... Live everything. Don't let Mario feel sad. He'll be happy up there to see you happy with his family. You deserve to be happy."
"Alright Ma... Diandra will think about it once more. Thank ye... Because I'm always there for Diandra. I'm like Dian's real mother."
Keseuanga hugged each other, suddenly Varo appeared with eyes that were still sleepy.
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