SUPPOSE THAT...

HEARTBREAK

Dave has been sitting in the waiting room of the best and oldest Ballet Academy in Indonesia which has been established since 1956 years ago by an Indonesian Dance Artist who is very famous at his time.

With the interior filled with motivational sentences and Ballet Dance paintings, the Academy often embodies the name of Indonesia in the world of International Ballet because of its outstanding achievements.

His face is directed to a large glass door that shows his students who are practicing by wearing leotard is a ballet shirt made of flexible and must be attached to the body so that the Instructor or Ballet Teacher can see muscle movements and body posture The student is correct or not.

Dave's face and gaze were indeed in that direction, but his mind still floated on his debate with Kirana just a moment ago.

"What do you want to say about my mother ?!"

In his memory the pigtailed girl said in a high tone.

He still did not want to answer, his gaze remained forward with both hands gripping tightly the steering of his car to withstand the turmoil of his emotions are increasingly overflowing.

"You want to say that my mother took Daddy from your mother..??"

Back Kirana's voice filled with emotion was heard, making him immediately slam the steering wheel to the side of the road and stop the speed of his car.

He did not care about the other cars behind honking loudly, because he turned suddenly.

"Are you crazy ?!" At her hearing Kirana's voice which was shocked snapped at her.

He knew the girl was afraid of an accident, but he couldn't hold back his depressed feelings any longer.

"Try you to ask your own mother the truth ." Finally he said after his Lamborghini car he parked on the side of the road that is rather quiet.

"Why should I ask...?" You're the one who talks weird to such a negative perception."

Without looking at her, she knew that right now Kirana was staring at her with her bright brown eyes that always made her chest rustle. But the memory of her beloved Mother who currently lives in Paris alone makes her ignore all that.

"Perception...??" He turned his head and chuckled at the girl sitting next to him.

He saw Kirana's reddened face and her trembling lips.

"My mother was so kind to you, how could you laugh and accuse her of that." Kirana said with her bright brown eyes that were starting to turn red.

"Group...? Accusing...??" He laughed blandly remembering his childhood which was only filled by looking at his mother's face which was always filled with tears.

"Why are you laughing like that !" kirana snapped making her turn back towards her.

" You said heart...?" said it. " Then what about my Mommy who has been in residence by Dad because of your mother...??" he asks.

"Mother isn't that kind of person !" her snapping is fierce.

He knew from the look of Kirana's red face and her wrinkled forehead, Kirana would not accept it he said. A hint of unbearability to the girl flashed through his mind.

" All this time we lived happily with Daddy who was so dear to Mom, with us. So it's impossible..."

"For that long Mom lived to suffer !" cut her fast as soon as hearing Kirana's words that made her inner envious.

You can see the look of a surprised face from the girl because she was the one who snapped at him with a loud voice.

"That's not an assumption, it's a reality I've been looking for and I've been gathering info for years." He said sure.

"I still can't believe there must be a mistake." The girl still defended her mother.

"Then why did you get born faster than me ?" her question made Kirana's lips instantly clenched with a red face.

He knew, Kirana must not be sure of her own words. Just like him when he first found out about the truth.

"You want me to tell you, why am I younger than you when I am the son of Dad's former first wife...??" He said back while looking cynically at the Girl sitting beside him.

Actually his conscience forbids when the girl's bright brown eyes make her heart tremble again. But the memory of her mother who was drowning in grief with her gray hair so quickly, made her even be cruel to anyone, including to the girl who was currently still staring at her fiercely.

"I won't believe your words !" Kirana said ketus. " I shouldn't be in between by you, I can walk alone !" At her sight the pigtailed girl looked away from her and was about to open the car door.

"Dad raped your mother." Say it. "your mother's pregnant and Dad's..."

PLAAAAKK...!!

"Dave.." a gentle touch on his shoulder made him wake up from his daydream.

Dave looked up at her face, in her view, a beautiful looking Angela wearing a white leotard with skirts or a skirt that expands stiffly shows her legs lined with tights or stockings to make Ballerina's legs always warm so that her muscles remain flexible and pointe shoes, special ballet shoes with construction in order to dance on the toes.

"Sorry to keep you waiting for a long time.." Angela said a sorry face.

Dave smile. "I just came, no problem" he said.

The smile on Angela's face immediately expanded. "Yes, look at my performance shirt." he said gleefully while holding his shirt skirts while circling in front of Dave. "Beauty huh..??" his smile grew wider, more beautiful face.

"Yes." Yeah." Dave said with a smile. "You're definitely going to be the prettiest Odette in that shirt" he continued, which immediately made Angela chuckle with a flushed face.

"I'm training hard so that when you see it, it'll make you fall more in love with me." Angela sat beside Dave holding his arm, and leaned his head on the shoulder of the man she had held for years.

Dave's eyes are back on the line. "Fell in love...??" he said in his heart.

Unconsciously he held his cheek which if looked closely looked flushed former slap.

Dave gulped, he never fell in love. During this time he only carried out what was his responsibility and obligation as a Young Master in the honorable Sanjaya Family.

The sun has sunk in place of the moon which tonight only forms a line of smiles in a dark sky without stars.

"When did you cry...??" Shopie sat on the edge of the bed with Kirana sleeping on her stomach against Shopie. "You're not hungry...? My mom cooked a lot, knowing you were here" she said.

Kirana who was in Shopie's bedroom was silent with the occasional still heard sobbing sound with her face buried on the pillow.

"Wine...".Shopie who was currently wearing a sleeveless shirt and shorts above the knee looked at Kirana who was still in her position. "With food he was not interested." he said in his heart while twitching his forehead.

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