
Someone was already in Raditya Addhitama's room. The owner of the room has not yet arrived. He's been waiting for Radit for two hours. Contacted was not answered. He contacted her dozens of times.
Radit deliberately ignored the call that entered his phone. There is anger that is lodged in Radit's heart because of the actions of that person. Moreover, he had just heard that his third daughter had just fought with his wife. A lot has changed from Aleeya. He doesn't even recognize his own daughter.
"Did Baba mislead you, huh?" muttered Radit. He breathed a rough breath. He continued to drive his car from outside the city to Jakarta. There was a place he wanted to visit after his father's death.
He turned the car into a public funeral. His face looked grim when he got out of the car. It was seen how much he was hiding his sorrow to the humans on earth. His steps barely reached the earth.
Radit smiles when the mother's eternal home is seen . The forced smile was engraved when he was already beside the mother's navel. A smile that held many meanings and showed how heavy the problem he was facing was. This is not an easy thing. He had two older brothers who were definitely not one thought to him.
"Mih, Radit's coming." Such a weak and weak word. Radit began to squat beside the mother's navel, looking at the mother's name engraved there. There is a great longing. There is a sense of tiredness that is not directed and there is a sense of wanting to cry hard for a moment.
"Sorry, if Mamih is tired of seeing Radit's presence. I'm sorry, if Radit is complaining here. I'm sorry Radit, Mih."
Radit began to lower his head and his lips were still able to smile lightly. However, it did not feel like a clear feather drenched his cheek and his body trembled slightly. Radit can't say much. Her tears are talking.
Back when he had a fight with his father, he could tell everything beside his mother's belly button. But now it feels difficult. He's shy, he's old he should be able to grow up. This time, he can't be like that. The burden on his shoulders was already heavy. He wants to take a break.
Just a thin smile full of pain that Radit gave. His mouth was already speechless, his mouth felt like it was locked and he could only cry with the small smile that his lips gave with eyes staring at the name that was on the navel.
Radit was silent next to his mother's belly button. His hand continued to gently rub Nisan named Vivi. Her tears seemed to reveal her true heart.
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"Where is the child?" Furious himself he. However, that person was still waiting for Radit because there was something he wanted to convey.
The door opened before lunch. An annoyed face one can see Radit when he enters his room.
"Where are you from?" That guy yelled at Radit. "Why not a professional?" continue again
Radit just smiled faintly. He approached the man and said casually, "have you made an appointment with Radit?" That guy is upset.
"I'm your Om, your surrogate parent. Why make an appointment." Radit just shook his head. Since his father died his uncle's attitude changed drastically.
"Somebody wants to talk about it.". Yes, he's Satria the younger brother of the late Addhitama.
"What problem?" radit asked with a lazy face.
"Aleish." Radit gave a rough breath. He knew where the conversation was going.
"Why don't you choose a daughter-in-law candidate"
"Is there anything wrong with Radit accepting Restu's proposal?" cut off Radit before Satria finished her speech. "He's a good, responsible boy."
Satria smiled wryly at hearing that. He looked down at Radit. "Find the son-in-law see from the seedlings, bebet, the weights. Don't be so damn." Satria explained.
"Not a brand like that" he continued. Now, Radit stared at Satria so sharply. He felt that he could not accept that his son-in-law would be put on like that.
"Don't keep bringing others down, Om. Reflect! What Om is better than the man Om denigrates." Radit's fed up with everything. Satria was silent.
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Nesha began to panic because her husband called her if Restu did not come to the office. He kept contacting Restu, but still there was no answer.
"Where are you, son?" Contacting Aleesa was the same. His heart was not calm this morning even though Restu had sent a message that he was going to the office. A mother's feelings are never wrong.
Rio's been assigned to look for Restu. However, he also did not know where Restu was. About the apartment owned by Restu no one knows. It was indeed reserved for Aleesa and only Aleesa knew of it. S
"If this is how it looks like there are going to be the same child," Rio said as he drove his car. "Well, I wonder if there's any grudge against the same kid as Kalfa?" Rio muttered.
At lunchtime, Rio accidentally met with Rangga and Aleena at a roadside eatery. This is also her favorite place to eat.
"You guys here?" Aleena and Rangga looked over. They both smiled towards Rio.
"Gercep really you," Rio said to Rangga. Rio swooped both eyebrows and Aleesa simply shook her head.
"So I had to be with Aleena again." Rio did not believe it just like that. He smiled faintly and deliberately sat in the middle, separating Aleena and Rangga. In Rangga's heart he clucked in annoyance.
"Sir Iyo from where?" ask Aleena.
"Nyari Restu." Rangga and Aleena looked at each other. Do the two of them have to speak honestly to Rio?
"Said Papih he didn't come to the office. This is my first day at work."
Aleena wanted to tell, but Rangga shook his head. Aleena finally nodded. Now, Aleena was still hearing Rangga's words about the man wearing the stick.
"Is that person not the same as the person who approached me? But, why beat up Sister Restu? What's the connection?"
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Restu still shut his mouth. Aleesa asked a lot.
"Bie's." Aleesa was already staring intently at Restu. "I am your future wife. Do you want to keep hiding something from me?" Restu who was chewing immediately swallowed the food in his mouth. He looked inwards at Aleesa.
"I deserve to know what happened, Bie. Even if I can't help, at least I'll always be by your side." Restu smiled hearing that.
"Tomorrow you'll know." Restu pulled Aleesa's hand and went into her arms.
...***To Be Continue***...
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