Attracted By The Moon
Episode 50: Departure

Since his father's death, Moon has lived with his mother. Although some people still sleep in the cafe.

As a second owner, of course he can not leave the cafe just like that, although now his work in the field of film is good.

As with tonight, Moon asked permission for the mother to stay at the cafe. But instead of sleeping well, he even difficult to close his eyes because it was thought of marriage. A sense of happiness that sparked his heart, so he was difficult to fall asleep.

"Arkan... My husband-to-be...? aawww....!" He wandered around under the blanket.

With an ordinary life line, she thought she would become a spinster. Or at best dating his soul mate Fathers Lawyers, his mother's colleagues.

But who would have thought, at the end of the age of 26 he got a handsome husband candidate, and his charisma is desired by many people.

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The next day, they all gathered to deliver Arkana to the airport. Saras gave him a bag of snacks typical of Indonesia. So did Ayana, she brought dry side dishes that could be eaten during the long Arkana trip.

"Here, wear it if your waist hurts." Bima provides a warming bearing, considering that air travel will be taken for approximately 17 hours.

"I don't need this, you think I'm an old man?" Arkana chirps, while taking the object from Bima's hand.

"Hey, you're the bride-to-be. Your waist should be fine before the first night." Whisper Bima, he even tickled slowly the waist of Arkana.

"But what's he here for?" Arkana pointed at Mr. Tara, with the corner of his eye.

He thought their relationship was not that close, until they had to bother to take him to the airport.

"Come, I think he's just a mode, to approach the widow of the hahaha flower.."

"saiss..! How dare you call my future in-laws a flower widow."

After a few seconds of drama, Arkana headed to the Moon to say goodbye. It does not feel willing to part with the sweet girl, understand her love is blooming. But want how, his mother would not dare to fly here herself, let alone travel very far.

"I'm leaving yeah..." He did not hesitate to kiss the Moon in front of everyone.

How's Bima's expression? Don't ask, of course it's a little hot. But he brushed off that feeling while throwing his eyes away.

Moon hugged her future husband tightly, "be careful, you have to keep me informed, don't disappear again like before" he said spoiled.

Arkana rubbed gently on the head of the woman, who was drowning the face in the chest of her field. "I'll keep calling you, my future wife. Oh yes, I put the cat, occasionally look at them. The door code is our date."

"1505..?" The moon frowned in wonder, unexpectedly as deep as that Arkana reminisced about their time. It's been almost 10 years. He did not choose Arkana wrong to be a companion.

After being content to pocket the missed provisions, Arkana and Moon let go of their embrace. Then Arkana moved while dragging her suitcase and backpack.

"Hey, aren't you saying goodbye to me?" Mr. Tara's chirps didn't take it, when Arkana just left.

"I'm leaving.." Arkana lowered her head, with a sour face.

"lady..! That kid really never thought of me." Rutuk Pak Tara, after all, Arkana and Bima he already considers like his own family. So it was rather sad that his heart let go of Arkana, albeit temporarily.

Everyone waved at Arkana. In reply to a sweet smile, which of course is only intended for the future wife. Slowly Arkana's back got further and further away, passing from their sight all.

When Arkana was no longer visible, the Moon shed tears. He bowed while twisting the ring worn on the ring finger.

"He really never forgot me..." Sluggishly.

"Okay. Let's have lunch. I have to give my daughter a delicious meal in the last seconds of her bachelorhood." Saras also rubbed his tears, he could feel how haru this moment was, remembering the love of Arkana and her daughter that was so eternal.

"I'm hungry too... I haven't eaten since this morning.." Lirih Ayana with puffy eyes.

"Mother was too busy preparing provisions for Arkana, to forget her own stomach." Bima's words embrace the mother's shoulder.

"You too, why are you ironing all his clothes? You're the busiest since yesterday." Suit Ayana not accept. Indeed, Bima became the busiest person, who prepared all the needs of Arkana while on the trip later.

"ch. you are," Ayana chuckled, as if she had just let go of her eldest son. Arkana was already very attached to him.

"hey.., you're not taking me?" Said Mr. Tara, interrupting the moment. He felt isolated, because the two pairs of mother and child joined together to leave him.

"Who are you? Until we have to take you?" Ketus Saras stared intently.

"Mom, stop. Why can't you keep your attitude? You want me fired?" The Whisper of the Moon, still heard by Mr. Tara.

"If she dares to fire you without help, I cut her throat!" Saras grumbled very clearly, making Mr. Tara gulp rough his saliva.

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Three Days later.....

Moon has just spent 40 minutes on a call with Arkana via Video call. He also exchanged greetings with his future father-in-law in California.

Arkana's mother seemed very happy, having previously had a chance to worry because her only son was not married. Hearing the news Arkana will marry an Indonesian girl, make her happiness multiply.

Now they are preparing to fly back to Indonesia. Increasing happy Moon, because it gets a good welcome from the prospective in-laws.

"The moon..! Are you ready?" Saras from the bottom floor. They plan monthly shopping, as well as going to the fabric store, preparation for making a wedding dress.

"Im coming Ms. Saras..." Happy moon. Really, these last few days his days have been perfect. Unmatched loyalty, as if replacing all the suffering he had gone through.

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The Moon and Saras in one of the Textile stores. He was immediately greeted by workers there, they were directed to the brocade cloth, then given time to look around.

"When you get married, everything is done suddenly. So the mother does not have a prewedding photo, did not have time to choose her own dress. All the gear you wear, rent from the little WO." Saras stroked one by one, shiny brocade cloth decorated with sequins, beads, some were studded with svaroski.

"Is that why you never put a wedding photo on display?" Tanya Bulan, she was touched by what Saras said just now. And all her life, she never saw the wedding photos of her mother.

"No, even though mom's wedding dress was pretty good in her day. Wedding photos are never on display, because mother when married mother already pregnant you. You were 4 months old then. I didn't have a wedding photo on display, because mom's belly was already prominent at the time."

It is not easy to say this, for many years Saras intended to tell this as soon as possible, but he could not. Now he ventured, revealing everything to the Moon.

The moon took her mother to a chair. It was fortunate that the workers in the shop were busy, so no one would notice their chatter.

"It's so hard for me, I hope you're not angry. Because I lied to you all along." Saras held back his tears, he deliberately sought time outside the house, so that the atmosphere was not too awkward.

"Why should I be angry, Mom? That doesn't mean anything, but mom won't change my status, right? I am still the son of mother and father," Moon rubbed gently on the back of her finely wrinkled hands. The hand that keeps it.

"That's nothing, but there's one thing that must make you very angry." Say Saras again, still with both eyes glazed.

"What ...?" Moon guesses, will his mother tell him who his real father is?

"Your father, not your father."

The moon pretended not to believe, because she had known a long time ago. "Sir..?" Now he wants to know who his father is.

"Who is my father?"

"The man whose moustache is a little gray..." Saras paused for a moment, while the Moon rolled her eyeballs, recalling who the person in question was.

"Your boss, Mr. Tara, he's your mother's ex-lover, and your real father..."

"WHATA...???" The two eyes of the Moon turned wide, unthinkable to him. So all this time he worked with his father?

The moon was so shocked this time, he looked blankly at the ceiling while imagining Mr. Tara's face.

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