Pursuing My Love of Hands

Still a Secret

Until now, Byan does not know for sure what causes Abinya so disliked if he approached Mara. Whereas, before five years ago Abinya supported his relationship with Mara.

However, after that incident Malik always curbed and even influenced Byan to no longer approach Mara. And until now, even though Byan had expressed his honesty to Malik, still no change had occurred. Malik is still Malik, someone who is hard-hearted and strong in his stance.

"I have to find out, I can't keep quiet like this," Inner Byan still didn't want to budge.

Byan immediately came out of his study, he went to a place where he wanted to meet someone. He drove his car at high speed, until he arrived at his house.

As soon as he got inside, he heard a debate between Umi and Abinya. Byan decided to stop his steps and listen first to their debate.

"Sir, it's all the past, forget it!" Andryani is arguing with her husband in the family room.

"That incident can't be forgotten, Umi." Although Malik's voice had no emphasis, it was cold.

"Abi, don't curb Byan anymore. This time let him choose his own way of life" Andryani pleaded with great entreaty.

"Look, what happened to that poor girl?? Byan had already destroyed his future, and now he would again destroy his future again???"

"This time, Umi believes Byan is unlikely to hurt Mara back, Abi," Andryani still tries to defend Byan and persuade her husband.

"Look, how much Umi pampered him! It's worth it to be so defiant!" Malik's feelings this time were so upset. Because he was angered by Byan, this time his own wife was the same.

"Umi didn't mean to spoil Byan, Abi. He's our son, we should have been more supportive of him, "Andryani dodged, he really did not understand Malik's attitude this time.

"If we don't stop Byan from now on, we're both evil parents, Umi!" Say Malik again. He still does not want if Byan continues with Asmara.

When Byan hears all the debates of his parents, he becomes more and more convinced that there is something unknown to him. I don't know what it is, Byan tries to figure out what they're really hiding.

"Byan won't stop, Abi, Umi!"

Andryani and Malik are surprised by Byan's sudden arrival. Especially now that Byan has put on an angry face with a reddish color.

"Byan??" Andryani felt at a loss for words. She stared at her husband and Byan in turn. Nanar which indicates that no one will give up.

"Just do it, if that's your will. Then you're flying the war flag with Abi!" Malik again challenged Byan who he considered very stubborn.

"Well, we'll see who wins!" Byan is the same as Malik. He never wants to lose.

"Byan, Abi!! What are you guys doing? Are you going to war, huh???" Andryani was getting desperate. It was not finished to think the two men he loved so much were now igniting each other's embers of Fire as if they were going to fight each other.

"Umi, let it go. It was his desire to prefer others to his own parents" Malik said.

"Tell me why, if I deserve to leave Mara," Byan did not want to be silent, he was still waiting for the reason that his parents would say.

"Byan, calm your heart, son, this is all we do for your good" Andryani again tried to persuade Byan.

"Leave it! Don't forbid it anymore, just let him do as he pleases!" Malik no longer wanted to argue, he then went to his room. Today, he was so tired. The long journey he took was the reason his body was so tired. However, the main reason was the work of Byan who was so draining of his patience.

"Abi, wait!!" Andryani is confused. The quarrel between father and son made his head want to explode.

"No, Umi! Byan will continue what this heart says. Byan didn't want to lose Mara a second time again," Byan was still the same as Byan was yesterday. It does not change the decisions that it has made. To him, Mara meant a lot. Star loves his ex-wife.

"Byan, please listen to Umi," Andryani painstakingly persuaded Byan. Even her tears have started to drip. Moreover, he had to do so that Byan would comply with his request.

"Umi, tell me what really happened? Maybe that'll be a consideration for Byan,"

"It's just the past, you don't need to know it, Byan," Andryani still hides big things in her family's past related to Asmara.

"Alright, then don't block Byan!"

Stubborn or stone-headed, that's what you call Byan. In addition, he also has the nature of not wanting to budge even against his own father.

Andryani increasingly dizzy made, whether her husband or her child is the same as making her head continues to throb.

"I can go crazy if it's constantly like this" Andryani complained, he held his head that was getting sicker.

Such was the impact of the stubbornness of Byan and Malik. The two of them are equally unwilling to budge, if they meet, they will always fight. Before they knew the past, they were not like this.

"I had to find a way to keep my son and my husband from always fighting. If this is the case, I could die suddenly!" Andryani got up from her seat and immediately headed into her room.

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Byan beat the steering wheel of his car, he still does not accept the decision of his father. He stopped his car in front of a store, a store that had people who he had longed for in it.

Byan was about to get out of the car, but his eyes found a beautiful sight. The scenery that can make his heart a little calm because it had fought with Malik.

"She's so beautiful" murmured Byan still enjoying the view from inside her car.

Mara wore a plain white short-sleeved shirt, with her black jeans. As simple as it looks, but can make Byan more captivated.

Byan did not want to lose another chance, he immediately got out of his car approaching Mara out there.

"Mara," called Byan softly.

"Mas, Byan?" Mara turned her head, delaying the move to her car.

"Mara, am I interrupting?" Ask Byan like a person who is out of words.

"Very!" Mara answered firmly.

Byan smiled, despite being indifferent and jutek Mara instead looked even more adorable to him.

"Sorry Mas, I have to go" Mara tried to open her car door. But Byan's hand swiftly prevented him by holding Mara's hand.

"Go with me, Mara,"