Damar (Not) For Wulan
Fiancee Ring

"Stop!" The guy named Robi was half running—pursuing me. Yeah, I remember it now. She's Selena's boyfriend, or maybe she's an ex-boyfriend.

Without heeding his call, this foot entered the boarding building.

"Hey, you ... stop! I want something." Robi is still following.

"I don't know anything" I cried loudly.

This foot steps into the guard post, I should go there to avoid Robi doing anything that is not.

"What's up, Sister Wulan?" The guard asked, wailing in surprise at me.

"The man's jerked, sir. I don't know him."

"Let you face it."

"Hey, here you are! We need to talk about it." Robi was already standing in the doorway.

"You better not bother the other guests. If you want to visit please, but, that's polite. This woman doesn't know you, how can she talk?" I'm breathing a sigh of relief because of the words of the guard sir.

"But we know each other, sir. I just wanted to ask you something." Robi is still trying.

"Lied, Sir! I don't know him." Kutepis.

"You better get on with your business at this hostel! Ten minutes from now!" firmly the Father.

"Ck, look out for you!" Robi turned around after looking at me sharply.

The man went into the boarding house. I need to get out of here as soon as possible, so we don't cross paths again.

"Thank you very much, sir. Now I can relax. I'd better just go home." I paid a damn attention to him.

"Yes, don't come here, Ma'am."

"Yes, Sir. Thanks again." I'll be out of the guard post soon. This foot steps quickly into the coffee shop. I have to go there because there are a lot of people, so, I can blend in with other customers.

Sometimes I turn around, see who's behind me. Fear still follows. Arriving at the coffee shop parking lot, I was startled by someone's shocking voice.

"Lan, I think Elu's home."

"Not yet, had stopped by the bentar boarding house, his intention was to say goodbye to the residents next door. But Robi's there." Sometimes these eyes glanced back there.

"Robbies? That bajigur guy?" I agree with Damar's words.

"He's doing Elu? You don't have any injuries, do you?" The man grabbed both my shoulders, moving them left-right.

"sickness," ringisku.

"Sorry, I didn't accidentally. You're not exactly like Robi, are you?" I breathed a sigh of relief as the grip slipped off. This head shook his head quickly while glancing towards the road.

"Gue Anterin You go home now! Let's get in the car!"

"But I haven't finished talking to them." My chin is pointing at some of the employees who are in there.

"Do you want to catch up with Robi or go home with me?" I was wondering Damar's question.

"Yes, I'm home." I had to force it.

We both got into the car, I saw at first glance some employees who saw us both and whispered to each other. Damar was like a person holding back anger. I've seen this kind of reaction in the basement of a shopping mall building. When he meets Zayn.

"It's better to go straight up! Don't go anywhere! And another one I asked for, stay away from Dimas, got it!"

"Yes, yeah. You don't want to stop by? Maybe I'm cooking for lunch."

"Son, I still have a lot of work. Now I'm going to a new coffee shop. The day after tomorrow, you have to be ready to work."

"Just calm! I like to work."

"Eum, by the way, yesterday's terms can't be extended?" His gaze was so fixed.

"What conditions?"

"This condition." He pointed at his right cheek.

"Maybe, but I'll kiss you with my hands." I held out a clenched palm.

"Alright, Wulan. I'm just kidding, you haven't changed. I still have the same bar. We are engaged. Wait, where's Elu's ring?" He grabbed my hand, watching the ring that was already out of place.

"Gue is simple in the bag, it's here." I reached into the ring I kept inside the tiny compartment without a zipper.

"Now, the ring." I held up the ring.

"Pake now! If you have made this, surely Dimas will not deketin Elu. You have to be honest with her if you already have a fiance let her stay away." Strange as this is, his words even want to spread our engagement.

"Wouldn't. Remember our charade, the two of us, were both forced to agree to the engagement. Why should I spread our engagement. Not very." I refute Damar's words.

"Wait a minute, where's your ring?" Turning on his left hand, there was no ring around his ring finger.

"Whispering, of course I'm off. It's on the dashboard." Show it using the chin. His hand brushed my hand.

"Means we are the same, do not want this engagement known to many people. Except my own family. So, don't be smart I have to wear it or not!" I opened the car door, this body immediately moved from the seat. Closing the car door hard and leaving Damar alone.

That's how he is, imposing his will on others. God-level selfish, just like Aunt Iren. This leg runs in the lobby, into the open elevator. There were some people I didn't know, we were in an elevator. They must be residents of the other unit. Want to mince words but my mood was gone first because of Damar's behavior.

Already on the fourteenth floor, I rushed down from the elevator. Walk in the corridor, knock on the door of the apartment. Mom opened the door.

"Wulan, why is your face so bent? What the hell is it? Tell me about it to Mom!" He's dating. I was led into the living room, sitting on the sofa next to each other.

Sorry, Ms. .. not unwilling to tell a story. If Wulan speaks honestly, I'll get angry again. I'd better ask Mom about our past.

"Mom, Wulan want to see childhood photos. Perhaps, if Wulan saw the photo, I could recall the events of the past." I whine at him.

"So, because of this problem your face is bent so?" I nodded, obeying his words.

"Tell me, Mom! Wulan was also curious about grandparents. Wulan never knew the existence of his own grandparents, their name Wulan did not know. They've lived or died too, Wulan never knew. In a moment, Wulan was twenty-six years old, Mother and Father could stand with Wulan for keeping all of that a secret." I brought out an uneg-uneg about thoughts raging for the past month. I used to be too busy working until I forgot about it. Right now, it's time for me to find out information about my grandparents.

Mother is still silent, silent a thousand languages. Father approached us. He was sitting next to the other, I was flanked by the two of them.

"Mom, we better be honest! Our son is an adult, he can certainly understand our condition." Mom and Dad looked at each other.

"Mom can't tell, sir. It's a disgrace to both of our families, how could you tell Wulan? She doesn't have to know who her grandparents are." My mom wiped the corner of her eye.

"Mom crying?" I grabbed Mom's cheek.

Why do they keep their own parents secret? What did their parents do until Mom and Dad never revealed who their parents were?