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RATI PROMISE

You can imagine, how the look of Aisyah's face today. That hidden face, instantly turned pias with what he had just heard. But Aisyah still showed a smile, so as not to mark the question mark for the female employee.

"Thank you, Mba!" he answered, with that clumsy smile.

Various question marks hit Aisyah's head, with the fact that she just knew, that Aditya was in his hometown of Surabaya.

"What is Mr. Aditya, and Secretary Simon doing there? Is their trip to Surabaya, in business? a Or-is it because it's looking for me?" Aisyah muttered with her curiosity.

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After putting down the cleaning tools she used to clean the workspace Aditya-the black-haired woman immediately swung her footsteps, towards the back garden that was behind the company

The hot light of Matahar hit right on his oah - the moment the two feet stepped into the middle of the garden - with a foot swing that felt heavy to him. Knowing that Aditya is currently in Surabaya, enough to make Aisyah unable to calm down.

The two legs immediately stood on their feet, after finding a long chair in the middle of the park. Shed her body there, staring far ahead with her blank look.

"Dear...." Suddenly, someone called out to him from behind.

The body instantly froze, hearing someone call out his real name. Until making that face - immediately turned away, staring at the origin of the voice. Shocked immediately enveloped Aisyah's face, finding Rati who was approaching her with two hands holding a drink bottle.

"Rati..." Aisyah muttered softly, with her unreliable face .

Rati flashed a smile - with a face that remained calm found Aisyah glaring at her two eyes.

One hand extended, to give the bottle of drink that was in the clutches of his right hand.

"Take the drink, Shah! Why are you quiet?" Rati looks relaxed, when giving drinks to Aisyah.

With a face still filled with question marks, the hand slowly reached the bottle of drink given by his best friend.

Rati gave a small smile, then anchored her body beside Aisyah, looking far ahead.

Shrouded in curiosity, Aisyah immediately asked Rati a question, without waiting for long.

"Tell me. How do you know my real name?" Aisyah looked at Rati, who was still showing her calm demeanor.

Rati carved out her thin smile. The fingers opened the bottle cap, closing their lips to the lip of the bottle - gulping it to the brim with thirst.

And not answering what Aisyah asked! Rati asked, for what reason? Which makes his best friend, to do disguise.

"Tell me. What reason? Which makes you do all this. You are beautiful, and your skin is also white. But why do you have to blacken your skin? And also have to wear fake lotus-and also glasses."

"Did you follow me yesterday?" aisha asked, to guess.

"Yes. I was following you yesterday. All this time there was just an awkwardness that I met, when I was with you, so I decided to stalk you yesterday. And I'm sorry, that was presumptuous. I'm just curious. What reason? Which makes you, do all this."

Aisyah let out a long sigh, trying to dampen her annoyance at Rati-who was already presumptuous to follow her. Stare at Rati, turned to look far ahead - when the memory recalled the journey of his life that had to change his identity, only to be able to stay with his two daughters.

"I did all this, just to be with my two children."

Rati's two eyebrows were linked, with curiosity increasingly stirring the listener's answer from Aisyah.

Aisyah smiled bitterly. There is a strange feeling in the young woman, with the word HUSBAND spoken by her best friend, Rati.

"Home! I'm not even married at all."

The pair of eyes was now more fully rounded at Aisyah, hearing what she had just said.

"If you've never been married! Are your two children, the result of your affair, with a man?" tanya Rati, who is trying to guess.

"Dark relationship! Even I've never done that."

"Certainly? How can you get pregnant? If you never did that! And who's the father of your two beautiful daughters?" A series of questions were immediately thrown Rati, who was impatient to know the secret of her best friend's life.

"Our president, Mr. Aditya."

The mouth that was swallowing a drink, spewed out instantly because of his shock - with the answer Aisyah gave.

"Our president?! Mr Aditya?" And he laughed, because he considered Aisya's answer, just a joke. "Ha...Ha...Ha... Joking can be, but it doesn't matter, more so, Shah! I know Mr. Aditya! Very handsome, even all women would very much want her to be her husband. But that doesn't mean you have to carry his name, as the father of your two daughters!"

Aisyah summed up her little smile, hearing a words that went out from Rati's mouth.

"This is impossible. How can a woman from the ordinary like me, be able to have the child of a rich man like Mr. Aditya. But that's the truth. I have a son, from Aditya Wirawan. We are not involved in any relationship, or even in a husband and wife relationship. Because I, was the victim of wrongful insemination, when Mr. Aditya wanted to have offspring that way."

"Are you serious, Shah?" tanya made sure what her best friend said.

"I'm very serious, because there's no point in me lying to you, Rati!"

"So you're doing all this, in order to hide from Mr Aditya?"

"Yes. For years I hid from her - until my two daughters, now five. But that-that's! Life is full of mystery, because we will never know what will happen. Destiny brought me to this company. When I applied for a job here, I didn't know at all that this was the company of my second son's father. When I found out that this is Mr. Aditya's company! I wanted to cancel it, but I couldn't because I signed the contract."

"I'm sorry, which was so bad for you." Rati's face paled, when guilt arose in the girl - knowing the struggle of her best friend, in order to continue with her two daughters.

Aisyah smiled faintly, hearing what her good friend said."It's okay." Silent...Letting a few minutes pass, when no one spoke of the two. All of a sudden, he blurted out his best friend's name. ''Rati..."

"What's up, Shah?"

"Can I ask you something?"

Staring intensely at Aisyah's black bead, which was giving her a sharp look.

"What do you want from me, huh?"

"I beg. Even so begging you, please don't tell anyone about, who I really am. And I'm asking, don't call me Aisyah, at least if we're in this company."

Rati smile. The girl with such shoulder-length hair, was very understanding of the worries, which her good friend was feeling.

His two hands imprisoned Aisha's ten fingers, trying to shake off the fear within the young mother.

"You don't have to worry, I will definitely keep this a secret from anyone."