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Farel hurried after his parents. Looking at the two backs that were getting away he immediately let out a sound, even though it felt choked in the throat. He was sure to talk about this big problem to his parents. Sooner or later, they should know.
“Ma, Pa,” call him make his second move stop. They turned to face the son. “There's something Farel needs to talk about. Can you come back in?”
Sadam and Arisa fulfill their son's request. Sit back on the couch, waiting for the son to talk. After waiting for a while to calm down, Farel began to string words for him to say to his parents. He was downcast, unable to look at the faces of the two people he respected and loved.
He realized everything he had done with Cia would make his parents disappointed. However, no matter what happens he still has to immediately discuss his wedding plans with Cia with his parents. Moreover, the pregnancy Cia more and more days will be enlarged.
All the worst possibilities he had foreseen. After all, he had thrown dirt on his parents' faces. The worst possibility is that he was removed from the family card, then he will receive. That was the consequence he had to accept with his chest. He was already thinking about his future with Cia. With his savings, he would have built his own business empire had he thought it happened.
“Sorry if things don't go as Mama and Papa expected. But Farel really loves Cia. And now, Cia is pregnant with Farel's child. Farel will be responsible for Cia's pregnancy. Farel will marry Cia after she officially divorced her husband.”
A loud slap landed smoothly on Farel's left cheek. His lips felt torn and spit out blood. He received anger from his father because he realized, this was all a mistake, but not with his love. Love just exists without being able to prevent it.
My mother covered her mouth with both hands. Followed by his head that continues to shake, trying to reject what the baby has said. Sadam's chest rose and fell with the anger that could no longer be contained.
“No! Tell me it's not true, son. You didn't go that far, did you?” moans the mama. It sounded like pain with the reality he had just heard.
It is unbelievable if his beloved son has committed an enormous sin. For Arisa, Farel was a good boy. He believes that the child will not fall into promiscuity until he sleeps with the wife of the person.
“Sorry,” says Farel.
“Stupid you, Farel!” Sadam clenched both hands. He wanted to beat his son. Wreaking all the anger that was rumbling in the chest, but he realized, beating Farel to battered will also not solve the problem.
Tears fell soaked cheeks that began to look thin wrinkles there. “How can you do that? Mama doesn't believe it. You lied, right, honey?” Arisa still hopes that all this is just a lie.
“Sorry, Mom. But Farel really did,” said Farel. There was regret there, making Arisa even more embarrassed.
“Are you sure, if the child is your child? It could be her husband's son,” upset Sadam.
“Cia hasn't done that in a long time with her husband. Last time he did that was with Farel.”
Farel's explanation made Sadam and Arisa's chest tightened. They were disappointed with what Farel had done. Sadam thought, Farel and Cia just limited to often go together.
“Farel please, Mama and Papa will forgive Farel. Receive Cia and our future children with chest roominess. After all, he is your grandson,” pinta Farel.
Sadam exhaled violently. Arisa is only able to cry while holding her chest that is getting crowded. Sadam had to think of a way out for this weird problem.
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Moving from one city to another Delfin has done with his team. He was tired too. So did Ziya. He looked thinner, his face getting thinner.
“You eat a lot, Zi. Lookie! Your weight is getting reduced since this tour was done,” said Delfin when they were on their way to the hotel after completing a show at a mall in Surabaya.
“Masa, anyway? My pants pantes are a little looser.” Ziya could only grin at the attention from Delfin. “You have contacted Bu Cia?” ask the artist.
Ziya always reminded Delfin to always give news to his wife. However, because of busy vocal training also gig, sometimes all the words of Ziya are ignored. Moreover, physical fatigue that whack makes Delfin tired. Like now, they were just chatting, now Delfin was fast asleep. Dance training also drains his energy.
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Without notice, one month Delfin and his team traveled around the city. Delfin album sales are selling hard. Tiredness paid off already with the success that is in sight.
The name Delfin is much hailed by his fans. In addition to Delfin, Ziya also became a new idol because she occasionally performed with Delfin performing their duet songs. The couple Delfin and Ziya are a couple who always awaited his presence, until there is a gossip account that states they are a matching couple who are able to break the world of Indonesian music.
Ringing the phone during the break made Ziya hustle to lift it. “Hai, Sister,” said after sliding the green icon on her phone screen.
“How are you?”
“Ziya is fine. Brother Arsen how are you?”
“Sister here is also good. Take care of your health there. Don't be so tired. Don't get sick.”
“Iya. Ziya will take care of his health. Sister today to the parlor?” Because he had to participate in the Delfin album promo, Ziya entrusted Bu Erna and the sisters of the orphanage to Arsen. Luckily, Arsen didn't mind.
“Iya. You just calm down. They're all safe with brother.”
“One more time thanks, yes, sister. Sorry Ziya is always a hassle.”
“Not at all, Zi.”
Their chatter continued until unwittingly thirty minutes had passed, making the person beside Ziya feel neglected. Delfin cleared his throat, hoping that Ziya was sensitive and immediately disconnected his phone.
There was a sense of unwillingness perched in Delfin's heart seeing Ziya so close to another man. Moreover Ziya could chat casually and joke around without any burden. His heart felt hot and tight. Ziya laughed, but not because of it. There was another figure that was able to make Ziya laugh freely. While he was only able to burden Ziya with all his problems.
Ziya turned a glance towards Delfin before ending his conversation. “You need something?” ask him after keeping the phone in his pants pocket.
“I'm thirsty and my throat hurts a little,”. There was a sense of wanting to be noticed by Ziya after he heard Ziya's chatter earlier, which was so attentive to Arsen.
“I'll get you a drink first as well as the medicine. Do not forget to send a message to Bu Cia, or call if necessary.”
Delfin grunts dislikes. Ziya just passed by. He longed to send a message to his wife, but he felt lazy because the answer from Cia was not as expected, even sometimes ignored. It was also what made Delfin finally lazy to contact his wife. In the end, they rarely communicate.
“Have you called Bu Cia?” ziya asked after returning to Delfin while thrusting a glass of water and a grain of medicine.
“Malas.”
Ziya shook his head looking at Delfin's sometimes childish behavior. “Communication is important, Fin, for a relationship. Moreover, you are in the middle of LDR with Bu Cia. Don't make things worse.” Ziya again advised Delfin.
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