Prison of Love

"Are You Ready to Go Home?"

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I finally decided to attend the grand opening of the White Cat Resto. Inevitably, I must admit it turns out that the feeling in the heart is stronger than the sense of prestige. Haha... lousy am I?

But I'm not alone, I purposely took Mom with me. At least to disguise the purpose of my arrival who really wanted to see the face of Hengky up close after four years.

When I asked her, of course, at first she refused. His extraordinary ego made me have to bring out the best words in order to make him melt. The awward incident this morning was profitable for me. Our heart link was fused, making me who had descended from the car continue to wrestle spoiled in Mom's arms.

Is this what it feels like to be close to your own mother?

When entering the resto area, it turns out the show is in the backyard of Resto. Looks very charming with a touch of garden party style. Shades of flowers of various types are white seen as the main decor. All wooden chairs and very long wooden tables are covered in white cloth. The position of the chairs facing each other makes the grand opening atmosphere more intimate.

I saw two long tables and wooden chairs that looked more exclusive in the section close to the small stage where musical instruments and microphone stands were located.

“Sorry, on whose behalf, Mom?” A waiter asked me at the reception desk.

“Naya. Naya Khairunnisa,” I replied briefly.

He looked long on the guest list. Up to three times he repeated but did not find my name, “Sorry, Mom. Can you see the invitation?”

I turned to Mom, “we bring the invitation no, Mom?”

Mother's face paled, “What?”

Oh, naw.

“Mas, can you please see again not the guest list? Invitation I missed at home,” I tried calm. Trying as much as possible is not intimidated by the increasingly elongated queue behind me.

“There can I help you with, Mom?” a well-styled man approached us, smiling kindly as he lowered his head slightly.

“Ah, my invitation left at home. While the word Mamas just said my name is not on the guest list,” explained me with a smile, disguising the anxiety and shame that are simultaneously present.

“Sorry, on whose behalf, Mother?”

“Naya Khairunnisa.”

The man seemed surprised, he pulled the guest list and turned over the paper on the next page, his index finger pointing at my name which was clearly in the first place to the reception man on the VIP guest list.

When I found my name in the first place, the man's face looked pale. He immediately came out from behind the table and walked forward, facing me and Mom,

“Sorry, forgive me. It's purely my fault,” he lowered his body repeatedly.

“Hey, it’s okay.” I smiled understandably. Relieved and flattered, Hengky made me a VIP guest.

“Once again forgive us, Bu Naya,” Tough guy who wears a black headset on his ear bows his head, “Let me drive Mom to the VIP table.”

I followed the steps of the man in the black suit. His posture was exactly two bodyguards Hengky first.

The VIP table turned out to be the one I mentioned near the stage earlier. This table is in a white tent on it. Only this white tent distinguished that this was a VIP table. Ah, maybe I was wrong, the chair and desk also look more luxurious.

“Please wait here for a while before the event starts, Mom. We will tell the owner that Mother has come.”

“Eh, owner?” instantly my heartbeat became unbearable.

“Pak Hengky and Andy said that if Mother Naya had arrived, immediately tell them,” the man's face explained calmly, in contrast to my cold sweaty legs and hands.

“Later there will be some waiters who will deliver morning coffee. Excuse me first yes, Bu.” The man smiled briefly as he lowered his head then left us.

“Stay calm, Naya,” whispered Mother while embracing my shoulder.

I tried to laugh. Hoping that the laughter coming out of my lips would be able to disguise an increasingly irregular heartbeat.

I haven't had time to calm down, the corner of my eyes that caught the presence of Hengky and Andy made me feel like fainting.

I should how?

My makeup isn't overdone, is it?

Ah, nooo! Why is Hengky getting so handsome???!

And my heart felt like it would come off when Hengky approached us with a smile, “Assalamualaikum, Mother, Naya..”.

Coupled with Andy looking at me with his eyes squinted, his finger pointed at me, “No longer wrong. You were the one in front of the restaurant last night?”

“E-eh? What?” my mouth was dumb.

Andy laughed out loud. He shook his head, the look on his face looked different, calmer and shady to the eye.

“Waalaikum greetings... How are you, Nak Hengky? Andy?” Mothers who responded with the frozen me immediately answered their greetings with a smile.

“Alhamdulillah well, Mother. Sorry, there was a bad thing, Mom. Front receptionists are less familiar with the directives.”

Mom laughs softly, “Ah, it's okay. That's normal..”

While Mom and Hengky were talking each other pleasantries, I was still busy controlling the thoughts that became uncontrollable.

Why should Hengky be this handsome?

Why did he grow so handsome as we were apart??

Hengky wears a white shirt with a beige blazer and cropped pants in matching color with a blazer. He wears dark brown slip on shoes. I don't know what changed from his face other than with the addition of a thin beard on his chin. In my eyes, he looks very handsome.

While Andy looks more relaxed by wearing a long-sleeved shirt in cream and black chinos. He wears a colored sneaker in tune with the color of his shirt. And it turned out that after I realized, there was a thin beard on his chin.

What's the matter? Why do they keep a beard?

Andy's coughing voice surprised me. He laughed as he patted Hengky's shoulder, “How are you, Naya?” he turned to Hengky, “It should be what you ask, right?”

Hengky smiled, hiding the red hue on his face by lowering his head.

Mother who had understood that Hengky and I were both confused to say what to laugh with Andy who patted Hengky's shoulder repeatedly.

“Know not, Nay? Because Hengky takes care of your feelings, he deliberately never wants to appear in public. He always warned photographers not to take pictures. You can see, on the official white cat resto account, there is not a single photo. People even thought this white paint had me doang. Yes... although I am also a founder of siih..” Andy's laughter sounded again.

But Andy's laughter stopped. He turned to Mom and smiled, “My sister is very loving daughter Mother far more than she knows.”

“Kakak started to exaggerate,” Hengky turned his gaze towards Mom, “Sorry yes, Mom. My sister does like to be straightforward like this. Sometimes it's like not knowing sikon.”

Mom laughed, she took my hand and held it gently, “It's okay. It is precisely the words of Andy that make the hands of this mother's daughter become not as cold as before. You know, kid. For the sake of meeting you, I don't know how many dresses she tried this morning.”

Mother's words successfully made me more downcast. I did not dare to raise my face until I heard Hengky say,

“Whatever Naya wears, will not be able to hide her beauty. Ah, is it possible that Naya will start thinking about wearing a veil?”

“Eh? veil?” I immediately raised my face.

“Ya... to cover this unnatural beauty of Naya.”

My face warmed up, our sight met immediately. Hengky's smile made my gaze fixated, reluctant to switch even a second.

Hengky slightly tilted his head, with a smile he looked me gently in the eyes, “How are you, Naya? Ready to go home?”

*Hi dear reader, sorry for two days absent. Because there are some events so it is impossible to up. 

instead, the author directs up three chapters today.

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