The False Lover the Culun

Chapters 14. FuntasThree of El - Fatih

Always remember that if you fall, I will pick you up. After I finish laughing. #Cousins

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# Gibran POV #

I've been back to London for a month. Despite trying to forget Sherina, but the image of the geeky girl still often danced in my mind.

Although it was very difficult for me to get a permit back to Indonesia, it did not take long for me to decide to return to London.

And it seems like this is my best decision. My father and mother were happy because I allowed them to organize everything about my education in London.

Grandpa is also happier, because when one of his grandchildren will return to Indonesia, the other grandson came, of course, the other grandson was me.

My grandfather was Omar El-Fatih, founder, owner, and leader of the London-headquartered El-Fatih Group.

For a long time, Grandpa Omar was a man of understanding. He always gave freedom to his 3 sons Nadim El-Fatih, Naufal El-Fatih, and Nashir El-Fatih, to make their own decisions about their lives. Like about the soul mate or business they want to run.

My father, Nadim El Fatih, was the eldest. Choosing to develop a business in the field of education.

My father's second brother was Uncle Naufal, a pediatrician and also the owner of one of the major hospitals in Indonesia.

The last son was Uncle Nashir who was a hotelier. Different from his two brothers who seem cold and serious, Uncle Nashir is my favorite uncle. He was like Grandpa, handing over all decisions to his son.

Unfortunately my father did not follow in the footsteps of grandfather who gave his sons the freedom to choose what they wanted.

No matter how hard I tried to convince my father of my dreams, there was still no chance for me to choose the future as I wanted.

My future is already determined, becoming the successor of Father, leading El-Fatih Insan Unggul.

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Today my two older cousins Rafie and Pasha have promised to meet at a luxury nightclub in London.

Among us Rafie who is the son of Uncle Nashir is the oldest.

Pasha is 2 years older than me. Pasha followed in the footsteps of her parents who were also doctors.

As for me, it was clear that I would be what my father and mother had planned.

Before getting off my fancy car, I glanced at the clock on my wrist already showing at 11 p.m.

I chuckled considering that this had become my habit, which was to arrive late when we promised to meet.

Tonight is again proven with me who arrived 1 hour longer than the time we had set.

Being a VIP customer of this club allows me to freely enter without having to go through the inspection process like most other visitors.

The club's ear-splitting music has been heard even since I was just a step into the club.

From afar I saw my two cousins sitting on a circle-shaped table in the corner of the room.

“Sorry, sorry, I'm late,”.

Both are just grieving, “Udah is ordinary, which is strange if you come on time,” Pasha replied.

After sitting down, I immediately poured the drink into an empty glass and finished it with one sip.

Tonight we deliberately gathered because 2 more days Rafie will return to Indonesia.

After 4 years of living in London, Rafie finally finished his studies.

Now Rafie has to return and must be ready to lead one of his family's hotels.

In London, Grandpa Omar's company is quite famous and belongs to the ranks of the largest companies in the country.

The three of us as the heirs of the El-Fatih kingdom are also quite famous. There are even some women who call us Funtasthree.

No doubt, if you are going to the club of course many of the women who try to approach the three of us.

Clubs, parties, alcoholic beverages are not foreign to us.

To my knowledge, the three of us do not allow ****free. Even though we are not good men, we still expect good women who will accompany our lives until the end of life.

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Rafie El Fatih, since I was an adult and understood the relationship between men and women, then from that moment I realized that Rafie never once close to women.

As I recall, about 2 or 3 years ago Rafie introduced a friend named Harsya who works as a model.

Besides, as I remember, there's no more.

Rafie is quite quiet and closed. Very rarely did he tell about his personal life. So it's not weird if Pasha and I don't know about her boyfriend.

Against women Rafie is also quite cold, but because of his attitude that makes many women who pursue him.

Unlike me and Pasha, we have a love story that is almost similar. Both keep the same feelings in women from our past.

Rafie often taunts us, saying we are men who failed to move on.

Although the three of us live in the same mansion, but our different activities make us rarely have time to just chat like this.

And when there is an opportunity like this, the discussion of women will certainly be inevitable.

“So you can't find him? In vain dong your business back to Jakarta,” said Pasha after I told her about Sherina who left without saying goodbye.

“If I find him, there is no way I want to come back here again,” reply me.

“But what is the problem that made you fight?” Ask Rafie.

Never once did I cover something from these two cousins. So tonight I tell you everything about the beginning of my forced Sherina into a relationship with me, until finally the woman left me without permission.

“Sorry well Ran, but I think you should immediately check with the doctor. Before your emotions get out of control,” said Rafie.

I'm mumbling. I don't know why it's so hard for me to agree if what Rafie said was right.

Discussing this, it destroyed my mood. Makes me remember bad memories a few years ago that I tried to forget.

Rafie seemed to realize that her words just now back teased me.

“Pasha, how come you've been quiet since? Any more problems?" Rafie said, switching the conversation.

I also looked at Pasha, indeed since I had noticed Pasha was more silent.

He is more of a listener without commenting anything, unlike Pasha who is usually always noisy.

Pasha sighed, “It seems like a few months ago, I met my first love,” he said.

“Halah...love you it love monkey,” chirped me.

“Yeah, maybe. At first I thought it was monkey love. But after a few months ago I had met someone whose eyeball color was the same as my little girl, then when it hit my heart again,” said Pasha.

“Good dong if you finally find him, then what's the problem?” my many.

“The problem is I did not have the name, address, or phone number. The current situation is not possible. Looks like he just lost his parents,” replied Pasha.

“Indeed you found it where?” ask again.

“In hospital. It looks like his family has just been hit by an accident,” he explained.

“Already, don't think too much. Focus on finishing college and returning to Indonesia, after that you are free to find women who have made you fail to move on,” said Rafie.

Pasha nodded then sipped back the remaining drink in her glass.

While I was just mumbling, and forcing my smile.

“Even if I meet Sherina again, I'm sure she will feel how dizzy I am when she goes everywhere, he will feel the pain of being left behind when I have started to want to change for him, my inner”.

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