White Eagle Sang Praja Bekti, Aksa Gavin Praja Bekti

Marcel Dinata's

In a room in the dormitory, now sit Inora and Dion. The couple were sitting side by side, waiting for someone who might be two or three years old.

A handsome figure with a sports shirt and training pants, came in and closed the door. He is a replica of Alex, with hair, gesture and a face that closely resembles Alex. One look, it can be ascertained that he is a descendant of Alex.

Marcel Dinata's......

The baby that Inora gave birth to was without a husband, and also without a family. How beautiful Inora was. Fortunately, Dion accepted Inora.

"Marcel?"

"Mother....." The man hugged his mother with great affection. The distance between his mother and himself, makes Marcel lonely. Inora's arrival was an encouragement for him. In addition, Marcel was also very eager to get out and out of this dorm. Twenty years old, he can't wait to go to the outside world and get free.

"Darling, have you eaten? My God, my son is growing up." Inora divorced her embrace. In the old eyes of Marcel. The accent of his face was so similar to Alex, it still did not change.

"Already, mom. Dad, how are you?"

"Good, baby. You're getting bigger now, even tall we're really the same." Now, replace Dion who hugged the athletic body of Marcel.

"Sit down, mom, dad. I'm gonna be out of here in a month. Are mom and dad going to pick me up, later?"

Now, the three are sitting in the meeting room of children and parents. The atmosphere is also quite comfortable.

"Surely I'll pick you up. Oh yeah, I'm just here to tell you, you have an eighteen-year-old sister, I hope you won't be surprised."

The man with pure white skin blinked his eyes several times.

"Sister?"

"Yes, sister. She's so beautiful and I hope you get along and never get into a fight."

Inora just silently watched. The woman prefers to gently rub the face of her son who is increasingly handsome and mature.

"She...what's her name?"

Although unable to accept fully, but Marcel who always obedient to the parents, now can only nod. In Marcel's heart he suggested to himself that Yasmin was a good woman who was waiting for him.

"Why do new mom and dad tell you when you're both grown up?" ask Marcel again.

"Later, mom and dad will tell you if you're out. One more month, and it won't be long, will it?" Dion tried to calm down.

"Yes yes, all right. Now, what did you bring Marcel?"

Marcel saw the fresh fruits that became his favorite.

"Eat this. You know, I purposely hid your sister and separated the two of you, just to give you a surprise."

"Joking mom's not funny. I never introduced my sister either."

"Later, you'll know him."

In her deepest heart, Inora now asks God to keep Marcel from being reunited with Alex. Remembering the name and face, making Inora swallow the pain of the past again.

"Marcel, if you go back to the capital with mom and dad, would you ask me something?" Inora said softly, after they had spoken since then.

"Tell me, Mom."

"Your sister is married, and now, I want you not to be too close to the family of Praja Bekti, your sister's husband's family."

"What's up, Mom? Why could that be?" Marcel doesn't understand. To be honest, Marcel is a great guy with a high IQ. He could at least be silent, and there was something he needed to know.

"Later, I'll explain. Now, just eat first."

Now Dion stared intently at Inora as if to say. 'Let's let each other miss, but never reveal the past. Not a good time considering Marcel hasn't come home with us.'

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