The Duda's Beloved Girl
24. Recognition
Actually I am liking someone, it's just that I still do not have the courage to express it,” replied Aris honestly.
“Why not dare?” ask Fitri again.
Aris smiled“ thin then changed his position by sitting sideways so that it really faces Fitri. “Because I am aware, he will reject me if I express a taste.”
Fitri gave a small nod, her hand suddenly touching Aris's hand. He patted it for a moment.
“In my opinion, you just say it straight away. Mr. Aris wouldn't know the answer if he just behaved like that. I am sure he does not dare to reject a handsome man like father.” said Fitri with a sweet smile.
“So you didn't reject me?”
“Hah?”
Fitri was surprised when Aris clasped his hand so tightly. Moreover, the look in his eyes was also staring straight at him. Again Fitri felt a tight thump in his chest when getting such a look. Fitri and Aris looked at each other until Fitri felt a kiss in his hand.
His eyes were perfectly rounded, he really did not expect if the person who kissed his hand at this time was an Aris, Devan's confidant in the office.
“Pak, what does this mean? Why did you arrive to kiss my hand?” asked Fitri with a nervous feeling. This was the first time he had been treated like this by a man.
Aris finished her kiss and looked back at Fitri's face without letting go of her hand.
“You said I should express my taste to the person I like. And this I am doing.” replied Aris with a smile full of meaning.
Fitri looked to his right and left, he felt that there was no one there but him and Aris. Then to whom Aris expressed that taste. Fitri was silent for a moment, Aris' gaze that kept pointing at her made her realize something.
“Don't tell me you like me?” guess it and make Aris' smile widen.
“You're right, I do like you. Long before you liked Mr. Devan and were fascinated with him. All this time I've been silent to like you from afar and didn't dare to act.” Aris answered frankly.
What Aris said was true, he had never liked a woman before but that did not mean he was abnormal. The average of all who approach him is inversely proportional to his taste as a man. If the one who approached her was a woman who was the same age as her with a makeup that was so menoran it was not her type at all. Aris prefers women who are like Fitri, his age is also much younger than him. And most importantly Fitri is very different from other women.
Fitri did not know what to give a response like what he could do was silence. It's too arrived for him.
Aris who understood Fitri's feelings immediately took off her hand. “I know you are surprised by my words. I was just trying to be confident after you said that, and it seems like my guess is true. You will reject me,” said Aris and turn his gaze in the other direction.
Likewise with Fitri, he just stared at the beautiful beach and the waves. He was too busy thinking about what Aris said earlier. Fitri slightly glanced at him, he saw Aris's face from the side. The guy he used to love before he liked Devan.
If Fitri can tell the truth, he used to like Aris at first sight. At that time Fitri had just been accepted into Devan's company with a very strict selection. He sat in the waiting room waiting for his name to be called for an interview. At that moment it just so happened that Aris passed by and sat down beside him.
Fitri who was nervous turned to the side and saw Aris's face from the side. He was fascinated when he saw that handsome face plastered beside him. At that very moment it also happened that Aris turned her head and smiled towards him. Starting from there Fitri began to like Aris, until in the end Fitri accidentally saw Aris cuddling with other women. Since then Fitri decided not to like Aris anymore.
“Why new now?” tanya Fitri arrived.
Aris turned her head, “What?” tanyakanya.
“I think you were with the woman you hugged two years ago,” Fitri replied again.
Fitri sighed gently, then took her phone to look for something she had kept for a long time. After that Fitri gave her phone to Aris.
Aris who did not understand anything immediately took Fitri's phone and looked at its contents. His eyes were shocked when he saw his picture two years ago. Aris looked at Fitri's face with an incredulous look.
“Where did you get this photo?” asked Aris curiously.
Fitri shook her head and took her phone back,
“It doesn't matter, what matters now is how you say you like me while you had a lover two years ago and hugged him, he said,” Fitri keeps looking straight at the beach and doesn't dare to look at Aris's face at all.
Aris chuckled softly and then took Fitri's hand again so that the owner turned his head. Fitri raised next to his eyebrows in confusion because Aris who arrived laughed.
“Why?”
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That night Devan could not sleep, he decided to get out of his hotel room. Devan walked towards the rooftoop. With the coffee in his hand, he stepped there. Devan sits on one of the benches that are already available on the rooftoop.The view leads to the building's tall, glowing building.the view looks very beautiful when viewed from the rooftoop.
Devan sipped his coffee and put it back on the table.he stood up and walked towards the edge of the rooftoop.by putting his hand into his pants pocket and standing with his stand.
“You promised never to fall in love again, after promising it turns out you denied it yourself. You like teenage girls whose age is even far away from you. You know, mama's just a crazy woman who shouldn't deserve this advice. My mother knows your nature. Trust your mother, something that can make you break that promise is the best for you. Take care of him and don't hurt him. Next time bring him here, Mama wants to know him,”
The sentence was twisted back in his mind, before going to Korea, Devan took the time to come to the mental hospital and visit his mother who was treated there. Devan told her mother many things, including Lala.
“Mama love you, Devan. Mama's not crazy. Please release mommy soon!”
That's what Devan heard last time before he came home.
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