Don't (Blame) Love
THE SEASON 3 PART 20

Novita sits opposite her now-defunct son Axel

start growing up. But he was still confused where to start.

However, with his own feelings he could not understand. So, why take Axel to sit and talk? In her heart she laughed at herself

by oneself.

“Well if mom can't start. Is mama

secretly liked it?”

“Eh, what, Xel?’’

“What mom secretly likes the same om Candra? Probably not

the problem. Adriel likes. And moreover, he was similar to the late papa.”

“No, Xel. It's not. Your father, yes still your father. No

will never be replaced by anyone including Candra

has the exact same level as him.”

“Good. At that time I was already big. Simply understand the problem. I also know, the chronology of how papa was killed by om Al. Mama should hate papa. But, because my mom is already

love's. There is no revenge in my heart. What about Candra?”

Novita. He tried his best to get his tears

not until it is broken. Especially in front of his own son. He is weak. But, did not want his weakness to be known by his own son.

“Does mom still want to be alone like this? Tak

to start living with someone. Axel tasa om Candra has love and sincerity for you, Ma.”

“Sayang. Maybe now my mom's heart is bland

your papa. But, it could be that feeling grows if you look at your papa. But, it's not good, son, if you have a relationship like this.

If you were in Candra's position. And you finally know that she looks like your old mama's husband, aren't you hurt? Don't you feel like you're just being used as an impingement?"

This time it was the turn of the teenage boy who was silent. He doesn't know what it's like because he was never in that position. If you fall in love, you might as well. But, whether to whom and is it really love or just a sense of admiration in his heart?

“True says mom. I am still a child and maybe

not old enough to understand the affairs of adults like you.”  Axel laughed obliquely then he moved into the kitchen. Maybe he's no longer able to pretend not to be hungry.

Novita smiled alone to find out how she was behaving

his son. Funny too.

“What do you want to eat?” ask the woman when she finds her son

boil the water in a pot and take a pack of instant noodles.

“Mama doesn't cook, right?”

“Certainly cook. Why think so?”

“Then, why did Candra come here and bring food?”

“Don't know, maybe he'd like to eat together.”

“Ma, I heard what you guys screwed outside earlier,” said

Axel, while pouring the cooked instant noodles into a bowl that he has given spices.

He thought they would be outside for a long time.

So, Axel who was already feeling very hungry was out to make instant noodles with eggs and additional vegetables and eat them in the room. But, accidentally his ears caught the conversation that could be said seriously.

“About what?”

“About Candra to be moved, and back to Jogja.

If you really feel lonely without her, just say that you want to live with her, and don't let her go.”

“Why are you on his side now? Not during

this you hate him?”

“Did Axel ever say that?” Axel blew on that noodle

it's still hot, which is still blowing smoke thin

, then devour it.

“Yes, never the hell. But, my mother thought demikan. You

never close every time you see it. The same goes for Adriel.”

“Keep, what did you get out of this?”

“Yes assuming you don't like it. What else?”

Axel laughing. Then continue the food.

Novita is still confused by what her son is maxing out.

“Didn't mom feel that Candra om it

mean it? If only he was not serious about his feelings...why did he still come with capital to thicken his face and pawn his shame?

Because my mom and I didn't take him well. Never.”

Novita was silent, he confirmed what Axel had just

katakana. It is all right and not wrong in the least.

“If only I was kind and friendly to her, her struggle was too

effortlessly. I think you know, something that gets easily, someone doesn't

would appreciate it so much. Same with those two walls. Even though it's been a long time why not just throw it away or put the warehouse? Because it's expensive, and mom

get it from abroad.”

“Axel... Then, what do you think of Candra?”

“I liked it from the beginning. If my mom is too, why

you guys aren't getting married? Go with Adriel out of Java to be Candra's mistress. Here I have om and aunt.”

Novita smiled and hugged her son. He really

moved. Didn't think that Axel could think and act that far.

“But, Xel. What if he knew he was very

similar to your late papa? He will be disappointed and the worst possible

will hate us.”

“Makanya, explain. Meet me, and you two

speak!”  Axel moving, putting

the bowl goes to the dishwasher without washing it. And Novi, immediately

go to the room and call Zahara, asking, if Adriel wants to be sent home when?

If it's not tomorrow, he'll set a time to meet with Candra.

***

In a cafe, a man was sitting in the wrong place

a gazebo lined up. Sometimes he saw a watch that was curled up in the

his wrist. Not infrequently, the man looked towards the entrance of the cafe.

Sometimes he sipped the drink he had ordered

quenching his thirst in the scorching afternoon. But, because it's been a long time

waiting, and the awaited did not come, he began to doubt that

who makes a forgotten promise. Where it is like this again.

“Nov, you remember not, the hell with today?” muttered one

the man opened his touch screen and checked the contact, looking for a number

the woman's cell phone to call.

“Candra! I'm sorry I'm late. It was stuck, and a taxi online

the one I was riding the tires deflated.”

The man looked at the source of the voice. He saw women

stand while releasing his joints and want to enter the gazebo place.

“No problem,” replied the man, calm down.

“Gosh! I'm sorry, I was almost an hour late.

Okay, as my apology, how come this time I'm the one who's buying?”

Novita remembered how she had been when she was about to get ready

to go see Candra. There are obstacles and obstacles that he goes through.

Starting from soap and shampoo runs out. Toothpaste is not in place. When the body is full of foam suddenly the water faucet dies long enough. Not to mention the clothes he had

prepare missing. He knew it was Axel's job. And when interrogated, he answered,

a real man should be willing to wait for his woman. Though long. In fact, for six

this year Candra has suffered enough. The suffering also includes

in the waiting category, right?

Novita sat down with Candra in front of the table

small-time. While picking up the tissue and drying the sweat on his forehead.

“I, treated a woman? Nay! It would be very difficult for me if

must be treated by women,” replied the man while thrusting a menu list

on Novita.

“Yes, it's not always. Think of it as a request

my sorry. It doesn't matter.” Novita opens the menu list of food and drinks, then notes on the notes that have been provided.

“No. If you're really sorry. Noth

“Alright, then. What do you want to order?”

“Whatever you order, add one serving for me.”

“But, this I put stir-fry.. “ Not yet Novita.

continuing his sentence, Candra instead cut it off.

“Anything. Sauteed gall I'm also glad you like that. I

don't wanna know. What you ordered, I ordered it too. Watch out if anyone

you reduce,” said the man seriously.

“Oh, okay!” novita replied, hesitatingly too, she wrote

number two on some of the menus that it

messaging.

The two talked about light things. Not yet

the essence of what Novita wants to talk to Candra.

Their conversation came to a halt when the ordered menu came.

Two glasses of orange ice, two bolols of mineral water, two plates of white rice, limes

heart of forgiveness that spicily level 9. And also stir-fried bitter melon, and for dishes

in closing, Novi ordered two servings of fruit curd with twelve chilies.

“You pesen bitter?” Candra swelled to see two servings of paren

with ripped throat and many slices

cayenne.

“He’emb... said you want to order whatever I order? Pare, not as bitter as bile, loh."

“Why should you join us?” protest the man, as it were

he is the only human who is zolomized on this earth.

“Indeed you gave me time to explain it?” Novita

back to asking Candra, who sounded even mocking.

“Alright, I'll eat it.”

The man immediately scooped a little stir-fry bitter melon, putting on

its name. Then what happened? He until crumbs the sticky after tasting like

what it's like. It quickly grabbed an iced orange. His face was reddened due to the spicy taste above his ability, and bitter as well.

“SSHH Hah.

this bike anyway, Nov?”

“Yes do not know, I am a spicy lover, and really like the same

whose name is pare,” replied the woman casually. In fact, when he enjoyed

kresngse gan heart ampela and bitter melon was also his expression seemed ordinary. Unseen

at least if he feels the pain.

 While Candra, it

he finished all his drinks. Including mineral water. Uncommonly, without hesitation,

grabbed by the novita orange ice, he slashed it and left only half

just.

Seeing Candra being tormented with her spiciness,

the woman waved her hand and called out to one of the servants. He ordered a glass of warm water that was a little hot for the Candra that was in the heat. Circa

five minutes, the same waiter came and carried a tray in his hand

contains hot white water.

“Quickly you drink that,” he said.

Without waiting for the second command, Candra immediately sipped the water

that, and the hot taste on his lips that was the middle of the spiciness more and more mak nyos.

“Hah, did you poison me? I've been very sad, haven't I

sucks me ice water, even hot water,” protests candra again. Her face is red

and full of sweat.

“Have a drink if you want to recover from your spicy taste

that's. Try it once to recite me,” said Novi, start jutek.

Candra had to drink it. But, he just

able to get to half. The rest he gave up.

“How? It's better, isn't it? Not that bike, right?”

“Eh, yes too, yes? When you drink ice it feels like it is spicy

just.”

 Novita just smiled.

Since they had already finished eating, Novita started to seriously carry her chat.

“You know, why did you invite you here?”

“Why? Can I guess?” ask Candra back.

"Of course, guess what. If true, I will go straight to

the point.”

“You want to give me an answer, don't you?”

“Yes. You're right.”

“What's the answer? As promised. You have to go straight to the

point,lo.”

“Good, you received your application.”

“What? You're serious, Nov?”

"But wait a minute. I'm not even sure you want to continue

this relationship, once you understand everything.

“What? Is there a problem, or is it laden that I should do?”

Without answering , the novita takes a paper from the

inside and show the man in front of her.

It turned out that the paper was a photograph measuring five Rs.

Candra received the photo and looked a little surprised

when looking at a picture of a man who is like him, wearing a white coat typical of a doctor. Complete with a stethoscope wrapped around his neck.

“Hah, what is this?” Candra looked at Novita. And still

take that photo.

“He is Aditya's doctor. The best ENT specialists in town

here, first. He's been dead since seven years ago.”

“Then, what does this have to do with me?” ask Candra confused.

“Should not exist. But, because you like me, and

intend to propose. Then you should know that. Don't you think he's like you? And my son Adriel is also similar to you?”

Candra scratched her non-itchy head, then muttered

but I can still hear Novita.

“Iya, also yes. You ready him?”

“He is my late husband. Papa of my two children. That's the reason

I've been trying to stay away from you.”

“Why? Has he ever betrayed you? You're heartbroken

because of it, and if seeing me just reminds you of an old wound? I'm sorry, Nov. I don't know why I should have the exact same face as the late father of your two children. Neither do I.. “.

“Enough! You wrong. I actually love him very much. Likewise

hers. He loves me so much. But, after we officially divorced, and she left for all eternity I realized. I don't have to mourn the fate of loss

himself. He was calm in his own nature. While I have to focus on

my life, and my two sons. But, when I was pregnant, God even brought me together

I'm you.”

Novita started sobbing. He cannot remember memories

it was beautiful to be with her late husband, even though that love was gone

by Aditya. The slightest betrayal, he did not remember it. Because he was conscious,

what makes Aditya so is himself. If only he hadn't prevented Aditya

continue his relationship with Queen. Or he who did not leave Aditya

for the sake of the pilot who is a fake boy, this is unlikely to happen.

“I'm afraid you're hurting, and I assume you're making an impingement

only, Ndra,” Novita said again. Temporal

Candra, he could only silently watch for the first time the woman he was

love weeps because of the dilemma between the past, and its future.