Playboys
#2# Take 45
Hi, what are you talking about today? A little late, because this time part is a little difficult to make this time. May you still read faithfully and endure the same conflict that is quite emotionally draining, thanks also to you who are always excited, it means a lot to me. Okay, happy reading aja yes, in waiting for your emotional comments^^^
“You like it?” ask Caroline.
Elle had decided to stay in her apartment for a while, at least Brian would not dare to touch her when she was in her mother's place. He stayed one night at Enzo's apartment, because yes, he couldn't turn down the man. Still vividly remembered the dark eyes and the heavy sound that was very close. Nothing happened, they just slept, and the next morning the man drove Elle to her mother's apartment.
“No. I don't have time to do such a thing.” Elle poured the milk into a bowl that already contained the cereal, then immediately ate it. He didn't want his mother to ask him more questions about Enzo.
“Our relationship is not close, but the bond between mother and child that I have is very strong. You like it.”
Just a small snort in response to Caroline's sentence. As much as possible, Elle wants to hide the truth. Not everyone should know about his feelings and also his heart, right? Even if it is
true to his feelings like that, then he would keep it to himself.
“People always have their own opinions, if that's what you think, then I won't
impede.”
“What else do you want to cover? All of that is clearly visible on your face.”
Elle continued to eat her breakfast quietly, perhaps rethinking her plans to stay with her mother. He could do this without living together, but if he returned to his apartment, Brian would have been waiting for him there. Even now, Brian must have known what Elle was doing, remember if he had a lot of spies scattered throughout the city.
“Whatever I can have that feeling?” ask Elle. Still with a focus on the brown cereal before him.
The death of the husband is a severe blow to his family, then the debts and some demands that enter the family, further add to the chaos of this family. Then both mother and son decided to separate from each other and try to make money to pay off all that money. Not only the loss of one family member, but also all the things they have as if they were forcibly taken by people who should not.
“I don't want you to follow in my footsteps, just stay here, my job is able to make more money for both of us,” Caroline said.
“Really? Are your rates very high? Usually younger ones who will get more money.”
“Experience is also very important in this field, beauty can not afford to raise your body price.”
A small laugh escaped Elle's lips. He couldn't believe talking about dirty things like this, this early, with his mother. It was a little awkward, but somehow he felt this was ridiculous.
“I can't believe I can talk about this with you.”
Caroline also laughed at the words coming out of her daughter's mouth. But isn't this a good start to their relationship? At least they can encourage each other and protect each other as well as strengthen each other. They should have been like this a long time ago, selfishness really does not look at age.
“You don't miss Dad?” ask Elle.
Indeed there is no call ‘ibu’ that came out of the mouth of his daughter, but it was never a problem. As long as their relationship is going well, nothing else will be a problem.
“You will believe if I answer ‘ya’?”
Elle fell silent. As she grew older, and she began to understand the problems of her adult life, she began to realize that Caroline had never loved her father. It's just a belief that he has, not entirely true. From then on she began to hate Caroline little by little, and tragedy struck their family, and her mother chose to be a paid woman in a brothel. The belief was more embedded in his mind if his parents had never loved each other.
“I have always loved your father, even at all times I have missed him, but I also have to survive,” Caroline continued.
“This is what makes me hate growing up, all the things I have to think about, I can't even be free to express my opinion. I have to hold it for my life which should at least get better.
“I'm sorry.”
“Do you feel guilty now?” ask Elle. He smiled a little at his mother who had removed all the haughty masks on her face.
In front of him now there was only a woman whose face already had wrinkles around her eyes, the tired curls were very clearly drawn. Not only did he go through a difficult time, but all this time he did was multiply complaints.
“Then protect me from now on from Brian, don't let him approach me again.”.
“You have a handsome boyfriend of a billionaire, just ask him to do that.”
Elle did not respond to the sentence, she just walked towards the sink with her cereal bowl gone. Right now, he just wants to be around his mother to mend their relationship. He just wanted someone else beside him, who would always stand by him and strengthen him, and his mother was probably the right person. Blood ties are always thicker than anything.
**
Nabila is not always familiar with his coworkers, either working directly with him or from other departments. Everything is only limited to professionalism for him, Juna may be part of the exception, he said,
others are not included. Whether this was just her feelings or it was true as she had imagined, Arlina was now acting a little different with him.
Their lifespan was only six years, and Arlina was fresh graduated through the help of one of her acquaintances. So far there is no problem between Nabila and Arlina because they are very rarely interact directly. But, if you look at that cynical look she was looking at, it feels
it's very unfair. Is this just because of Juna's problem?
The chat as he had with the toilet yesterday was only once he heard, but, what if he was talked about elsewhere and he didn't know about it at all? It doesn't matter to Nabila either, because he's used to not caring about such trivial things. He just doesn't want to make trouble with his co-workers just because of a man, he's not that kind of boyish.
“Mbak, this—“
“You have lunch time? I want to talk,” cut Nabila when Juna approached her with a file in hand.
Juna smiled faintly. “What about dinner, Ma'am? Steak and co?”
“Oke.”
Until they finished all their work, and walked towards the restaurant located just across from their office building, Juna still felt that arousing feeling. I don't know what will be in
conveyed by Nabila later, his feelings only felt happy. He did not want to think about other possibilities that might be worse, because it would also affect his mood.
The two again sat on the second floor with a beautiful view of the bright Jakarta sky, along with a flickering star above it. This atmosphere was the same when they first visited this restaurant, and Juna's confidence in the happy news grew even greater.
“It's about our relationship,” said Nabila started. “Ah, I mean the employment relationship between us.” Nabila smiled thinly, realizing his stupidity over the sentence ‘relationship kami’ that he said earlier. Indeed relationship
like what do they have?
This time Juna just kept quiet without refuting any sentences. Okay, this time he won't be prejudiced, maybe it won't end the way he thinks.
“I can't. Our relationship should only be limited to coworkers.”
Silence now filled the two, until a female servant came to bring their order. This is really far from what he had imagined since, even though he had been trying to think positively since then to avoid events like this.
“Why? Because I'm younger?” ask Juna.
It was only one of the many reasons that existed to reject Juna, but, Nabila could not say it out loud. If you think again, this Juna is more mature than his age and wise enough for a man his age.
“We are indeed better that way, because we work directly. It would be awkward if there was another relationship between us,” replied Nabila.
“Yes, it's because I'm younger.”
That reason will not be accepted by Juna, Nabila knows that, and it is also not universal to string other sentences as an excuse. “Juna—“
“But my heart will not change, I will keep waiting until you open your heart to me,”.
“You don't know, Juna. It's never been as easy as you think, and it'll only make us both uncomfortable with each other.”
“Which part don't I understand? I just want to keep liking Ma'am, the human heart can't change that's all, Ma'am.”
Maybe Nabila was not grateful for what he received, it was clear there was a man who insisted on chasing after him, even like him to this extent. But it was all hard for him, too. Choosing to ignore Juna alone was already very difficult.
“I am a widow, have children, and I am divorced, I failed to maintain my household. All that was enough to make you back off and stop liking me, so stop. Whatever relationship you expect in the future, will never happen.”
Juna looked at Nabila, he was still a little confused by what was on this woman's mind. Why would all those reasons make him retreat? That reason only added to his determination to further convince his heart and also his feelings.
“Nabila.”
What's wrong if this time Nabila feels small in front of Juna? This was the first time this man had called out to her with just a name without any frills before her, and that sounded very true. He wanted Juna to call him by his name, it turns out that young men today have more courage than he thought.
“Someone likes you in the office, I don't want our work relationship to be awkward because of this, nor do I want to misunderstand between us. So, please dispose of all your feelings for me, because I won't accept it.”
**
Jum’at day is always the day that Reno will be waiting for, because he can meet his son. Actually, he also wanted to invite Alya along with him, but Nabila forbade him on the grounds that his daughter was still too small. And for the umpteenth time too, Nabila still did not want to talk to him long.
Reno smiled broadly when she heard her son humming cheerfully in the chair next to her. Aidan's smile was able to make all the problems in his head disappear for a moment, including his problem with Reni. How can he get divorced when their marriage is not long? It was the best option he had, but there was still something he wanted to finish with Reni before ending.
“Pa, when do we go out together again with Mama and Alya? Aidan misses we go together.”
The sentence managed to wake Reno from his momentary daydream. Walking together. Even to talk to Nabila alone, there are not many sentences that he can convey. His tongue was very faint when he faced his ex-wife. Too many mistakes he made, so it seems he was very inappropriate just to just talk.
“Where is Aidan going?” ask Reno.
“Ke Bandung!” alan shouted enthusiastically. “Keep we metik strawberries are very much.”
Now Reno has fully laughed with the behavior and also the speech of Aidan who is very carefree and also adorable. “Let's go if Aidan's off, we take a walk. Same mom with Alya.”
“Papa lie.” Aidan crossed his hands on his chest and put on a pouting face, his face he turned to the side to avoid the gaze of the father.
“Kok Aidan said that?”
Aidan was still at home with his position without answering his father's questions. Maybe his parents thought he was a kid and wouldn't know anything about it. But, one thing he knew, his parents were no longer the same, they did not live in the same house, did not greet each other, and he had to move around like this every weekend.
“What if next week we go to Bandung four?” persuade Reno.
“Mama never answered Aidan's question, but Aidan knows that mom is as good as you're not kayaking anymore. Wh why? Is it because Aidan is naughty? Now that grandma picks up Aidan more often, and mama's just at home every night.”
Reno was stunned to hear a plain sentence that slid from the mouth of her son who was just about to turn six this year. He was grateful that Aidan grew up to be a smart kid, but sometimes that made him
the confusion to answer all these questions and the curiosity of his son. Especially when the situation and also Nabila is not good, both do not want to burden his son with the crisis they face.
“Sayang ..”
“Aidan miss mommy same papa who is familiar like first, who always nemenin Aidan play. Aidan hates having to move every day jum’at, Aidan just want to be the same you guys, Aidan promises to be a good boy from our kayak first again.”
A bated cry suddenly filled the car, with Reno speechless. He did not know how to respond to the sentence of the son, he also wanted to return to having a harmonious family like before. But, what can he still do? When all he can do now is hope?
**
