The Love of Kalila

Secret of Kalila

Lila went home. While it was late afternoon and it was confirmed that Nana had also returned from her diving community activities. At least his heart had been prepared for Nana's continued suspicion. Because the boy must have heard from papa and his mother about the arrival of Marcel to pick Lila up at home.

"Lil," called Nana as Lila was just sitting on her bedroom sofa. "I heard Marcel was here to see you. What's he gonna do?"

Not intending to answer Nana's question, Lila just gawked into the bathroom to wash away the remnants of tears that had fallen from earlier.

"Well answer!"

"You heard him come. You must have heard the reason why he's here, right?" lila replied lazily.

Nana followed where Lila was. To the bathroom, the sofa, the closet. Until he found the answer he wanted.

"You don't lie to Lila! I just met Dem at the diving club."

"Judah if that is it."

"Came on!!!" sentak Nana who was annoyed with Lila's indifferent attitude.

"I don't like you being close to him. She's married to Lila!"

Lila was running out of patience. He shouted back to Nana. "Yes. I know he's married, has a wife, has an affair, I know, Na!! I know!!" Unknowingly her tears fell down.

Nana looked suspiciously. But he did not continue his interrogation because he saw Lila who was limp due to the congenital shortness of breath he suffered.

"Please don't talk about this anymore, Na."

"All right." Nana answered and she helped her cousin and took the medicine that Lila used to take.

The next day, as expected, Nana could not let go of what happened between Marcel and Lila. Accompanied by her father, Nana visits Marcel's hotel and walks into Marcel's private office.

At first he was about to expel Nana who was impolite to enter his room by force. But when he saw the figure of om Jo who was left behind he expressed that intention and instead welcomed the arrival of om Jo with open arms without caring for Nana.

Marcel simply looked at Nana cynically without answering the woman's question.

"Lila's not the kind you think she is. So don't let me take it lo nargetin he made it into lo toys!" jakak Nana continued.

There was no response from Marcel. While Om Jo was saddened to see his son cursing Marcel.

"Remember your wife! If it wasn't for your madness, there'd be no way he'd be leaving right now! You disgusting jerk!"

It didn't take long, Nana left Marcel's office. And Marcel was also not surprised by this behavior. To his astonishment, Jo was still sitting on the sofa staring at him with a clear face. Suddenly the haughty attitude he had just shown Nana softened a little in front of the old man.

"Sorry son, he's so worried about Lila. So is om. Lila was a good boy, really good. That's why we're all afraid Lila's having a hard time later." Jo opened the conversation.

"If Kalila makes trouble with nak Marcel, om represent also to apologize. Because as a substitute for his parents while here, om is responsible for him. Healing, traumatizing, we were all trying to get Lila to escape her heavy past. Then..."

Not yet had time for Jo to continue the sentence, Marcel hurriedly cut after he heard the word, "Trauma?"

"Yes, before vacationing here, Lila's condition was very severe. She was married to her boyfriend of 5 or 6 years. When the wedding preparations were about to mature, the man left Lila with the other woman. Depressed Lila almost ended her life in vain because of that son of a bitch."

The eyeballs om Jo spinning. He seemed to remember something and he was jolted with his own words. Suddenly his face showed fear back in front of Marcel who was still silent and examined the words om Jo.

"Therefore, ask for help, if there is a mistake Lila, please forgive. If you have to kneel, then you'll kneel in front of nak Marcel."

Om Jo got up from his seat and was about to kneel at Marcel's feet. Fortunately prevented by Marcel who also rose from his seat and memapah old body.

"Nana doesn't know anything either. I'm sorry for not saying it!" sorry about Jo.

After calming the old man down, Marcel invited Jo to leave the room and followed his daughter who had left the meeting. Probably in a polite way.

"Hahhh." hello Marcel on his breath that had just been drawn long to eliminate the strange taste in him.