
Days pass, months change, with years that have changed in numbers. Without feeling, a year has been the life of the Rose who now moved to Surabaya chose to settle there.
Nothing has changed, everything is the same. Only the Rose became a widow. Even so, Roses never thought to find a replacement for Raka. For him, both with Kia, it was more than enough for him to be strong enough to live his day.
After the sack of her divorce with Raka, Rose was relieved. His life felt free by moving to another city and opening a small business there. In fact, the income of the stall is also much greater when compared to the monthly salary of Mia, her best friend who is accepted once a month.
Azkia also grows up to be a smart and healthy child. The child's cheeks bulged, with a step that started smoothly. Not infrequently, Roses got tired and complained whenever the boy asked him to take a walk around the park near the Vienna house.
A black car that Rose knew, was speeding towards him. It was the car Raka used to visit Azkia. The rose is that.
Roses have also begun to be ordinary, with the arrival of Raka who is always with her mother. Even until now, Raka never gave news about his relationship with Amel. Not only that, Raka often asked for a reference to the Rose
"Assalamualaikum, papa's son." Raka immediately greeted Azkia, when the man had just got out of the car. Not to forget, Raka's mother also came out and approached her grandson. Understandably, He and Azkia could meet, only once a month.
The rose in front of the stall, just a small smile. The woman had already regarded Raka as her friend, no longer her ex-husband. For him, marriage can be divorced, but the relationship between friends, Rose does not want to break up the relationship just like that.
Moreover, Raka always routinely gives Kia a monthly allotment of money for the needs of the child. Rose realized one thing, that Raka was more concerned with Kia above everything else.
"Greetings waalaikum, mas. The shop is closing, how are you? Mommy's coming too?" Ask the Rose.
"good. How are you doing too?" Ask Raka again.
"I'm good too, Mom. Straight to Vienna's aunt's house, yuk." Take the Roses, after shaking the hands of Raka and her mother. The woman smiled gently motherly.
"Can. Are you going to the car?" Ask Raka. The rose that has changed a lot. Indeed, Raka's regret still exists until now.
Since widowed, by having income from stalls, Roses turned more beautiful than before. From his clothes, the rose looks very charismatic.
"Let the mother who brought Kia, Runi. I also want to walk while carrying Kia. It's okay, the house is close too, right?" Raka's mother tried to offer herself. She really wants to be close to her only grandchild. But what is power, long distance that becomes a barrier for them.
"Can." Rose immediately handed over Kia, and helped three of her workers close the stall. In this afternoon, all the menus that Rose sells, ludes are sold. Understandably, Roses are indeed friendly people in serving buyers, also the cuisine is quite good.
Upon arrival at the Vienna house, the house still seemed deserted, a sign that Vienna had not yet come from its flower shop. Roses immediately let Raka sit with her mother. Not only that, Roses also make tea for both.
"Runi, you .. Would it not be better if we just refer to it? For the sake of Kia, I will change and correct all the mistakes I made in the past. I beg you, Runi. I beg of you, that you are willing to accept me back." For the next time, Raka persuades Roses to return to her.
"Sorry, ma'am." The rose shook slowly. "I have forgiven you. You are like a brother to me too. Maybe we have no soul mate. You can get another woman better than me. I couldn't if we were, we'd go back. If we are already big, sometimes Kia can coke nginep in your home. I can't possibly limit or pressure Kia to be with you." The rose still gave the same Answer, each time Raka asked for it.
"I'm more comfortable myself."
"Bastian Gunawan, what about?" Ask Raka. The reason, Raka just found out, that Bastian is a daughter who has heartache towards the family of Herman Abdullah.
"She .. she's fine. Just stay that way. If you think I'm suing for your divorce because of Tian, you're wrong. In fact, I just don't want to be in duakan, as well as open the way you and Amel united. By the way, why haven't you married Amel yet?" Ask Roses.
"I don't love him, Runi. My race is like her, just an obsession." Raka answered slowly. There was a wounded spot that Rose had caught from Raka's eyes.
"Yes, that's your business, ma'am. I can't interfere with that anymore. I'm just giving you advice." Rose Reveals. "You couldn't put your body together if you didn't love it. I conclude according to what I see."
The Rose sentence, of course, became a hard slap for Raka all the time. "What if now, I'm wrong. I love you, and don't want anyone to replace you in my heart?" Raka tried again. That man doesn't seem to be easily discouraged.
"I trust God, with whoever I'll drop a heart later, I'll definitely accept. But now, I'm more focused on taking care of and looking after Kia." The rose said firmly. So, there is no other way for Raka to be able to accompany the Seruni Rose.
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