Fake Love's
Fruits Fall Not Far From Trees
In the middle of the trip, when the car that Mr. Wijaya was riding stopped because of a red light. Both of his eyes caught a familiar figure. The girl wearing jeans and a t-shirt and hat covering her thick black hair was sitting among three street children.
Aline's cheer is with them. A smile was engraved on Mr. Wijaya's face. He did not expect Aline who incidentally an artist who is known by many people without shame and awkward to be in the crowd, hot and mingling with street children.
"Do we stop first, sir?" tomy asked as the red light turned green. He knew his master was watching the girl sitting at the end of the park with the street children.
"No, just continue the journey!" her word.
The car drives to the store where Zaki's father is thought to be. Both places of business that have been checked by his men do not see the existence of Zaki's father. So Mr. Wijaya decided to go to the last store hoping that the person he wanted to meet was there.
Now, in front of the permanent building full of visitors, Mr. Wijaya is located. He seemed silent for a moment to notice from a distance the atmosphere of Warung Soto Kang Zaki who the owner. He saw the figure he was looking for. Zaki his old friend who he had slandered and he made miserable until he could not find a job because of the access he closed in all companies.
Regret again enveloped his heart. When he remembered the words of his late wife, Indira Pratiwi when the last second of his life was still trying to explain that Zaki was innocent.
A single tear escaped just past his cheek.
"Do you still deserve my apology from you, Zak? after the atrocities I committed first, in addition to the insults spewed out of this mouth for your daughter!" tuan Wijaya was sad.
The passionate want to straighten out the problem shrunk just like that, seeing Zaki from a distance being friendly to serve visitors at his soto stall.
Although he owns the soto stall, but he wants to help the workers in serving visitors.
"Fruit fell not far from the tree. Aline has a generous and friendly attitude like her father!" said Mr. Wijaya Lirih.
Tomy who heard it only nodded in response. Mr. Wijaya is still in his car. Tomy who found it just waiting for orders from his boss, whether to go down to complete the goal that was originally planned. Or come back without solving the problem.
"Sorry, Sir! we're gonna go down to see Mr Zaki or just go back home?" Tomy bragged to ask as they stayed in the car for almost an hour.
Two pairs of eyes pay attention to the car that dariitadi no movement of passengers and drivers. He had noticed the arrival of a parked car not far from his soto stall as he helped serve visitors. He returned to his room on the second floor. And keep paying attention to what his best friend came to his place of business, but never to see him.
Zaki's father recognized the car from the license plate of his car. Although changing the latest car type. But the plate used for the car he uses is only a sath number that he uses. WI 74 YA is the number plate that has been the patent thing of Mr. Wijaya since long ago.
"It turns out you came to see me too, Wijaya! is your courage gone until you dare not come down to face me!" muttered Zaki's father while watching Mr. Wijaya's car from his room located above his soto shop.
Zaki's father went back down to the ground floor where the maids were serving the buyers. His soto shop is very famous in the city of J, so it never once deserted visitors.
"Don, come!" call Zaki's father to Doni one of his employees.
"Please tell the person in the car," Zaki's father pointed with his chin. "Have a man named Wijaya meet me on the back porch, tell him I'm waiting for him there! " let's tell Doni.
Zaki's father stepped towards the relaxed terrace behind his soto shop. The place was used by Aline, Miss Winda, and she often spent time while Aline was off from filming and shooting. A very rare time to meet when Aline is still very active in the world of modeling and filming.
This time is different, since Aline slowly vacum from work. They spend more time together at home.
Tuk tuk
The sound of glass knocking from outside the car disperse the daydream of Mr. Wijaya.
Tomh opened the window.
"Excuse me, sir, are there any of you named Wijaya," asked Doni politely.
"What do you need to ask my boss?" Tomy asked back.
"Sorry, I just want to say that Mr. Zaki is waiting for a man named Wijaya on the back porch of this shop!" doni Sahut.
"You're not polite! are you who Lord Wijaya is, how dare you call him without the title of Master in front of him?" snapped Tomy.
Mr. Wijaya patted Tomy's shoulder so as not to fuss over it.
"But Mr-"
"Let it go" he told Tomy. "I am called Wijaya! thank you for telling me, tell Mr. Zaki, I'll see him." Lord Wijaya is finally ready to meet Zaki's father.
"Sir, are you sure?"
"I have to make amends, Tom. I'll accept whatever the consequences of his origin Zaki can forgive me. May he allow his son to see Galen. The most important thing right now is the life of my children, Tom. Galen and Kartika." - Sir Wijaya. He then gets out of the car to find Zaki's father and orders Tomy not to follow him.
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