Hot Couple: Love Story Inara Season 2
Inner Debate

But she never was, Inara....

Silence, Satan! This time you won't be able to influence me.

Loser! Just because this time he wants to protect you-you'll forget twenty-two years of his guilt?

Nope. But I don't care. I don't care if I forgive him or not. I don't care about tomorrow and the next. All I know -- right now - I want this hug. My father's hug.

At the same time, I saw Reza and my mother smiling happily from behind the door.

Mother never fails. The disharmony between Father and his children - it was absolute because of Father's fault. It is not the Mother who wrongly educates, nor is it because we are ungodly. My and Ihsan's attitude all along - it was a reflection of how Dad's attitude towards us, who never cared about us since childhood. Maybe I can't forgive completely. But from now on, I'm willing to accept your presence, Dad. You're my father.

"If only I could keep hugging you like this. But you need rest" he said. Then he chuckled - happy laughter.

I'm nodding. "Dad can come visit me -- whenever you want."

I know, my father was stunned to hear that phrase -- for the first time I called him Dad. As if in disbelief, he let go of the hug, then held me both shoulders with his old hands. He looked at me with his eyes wide. "Dad love you." Then he hugged me tightly again. "Dad's home, yeah."

"Emm, yeah."

As she let go of the embrace, she wiped my tears. "Don't cry and don't be afraid. I'll protect you with my life. I won't let you taste the iron bars, even for a second. Never will."

I nodded in the tears of the broken haru. Who would have thought my life would be like this? The death of Salsya that I had hoped for all this time - it trapped me into legal problems, as well as returning the figure of my father who had been missing, also slipped a speck of love into my heart for him that I had always hated.

"Dad's home, yeah." Then he put both his hands on the side of my head, he kissed my forehead feeling. A moment later, he stroked my stomach. "Health is always Grandpa's whiz. Grandfather is looking forward to you guys" he said. Last time he rubbed my head. "Get's health. Let me know if there's anything."

And, they're coming home. My father wiped his tears away for a moment before opening the door. Rizki too, she also shed tears because of haru.

"I'm happy for you. For the one that just happened."

I smile. "Here," I said. "Sit near me."

Ihsan. My mom and Reza were sitting on the couch.

"So, what about you? Is it possible that you guys will also make up?"

Ihsan. "Don't know someday. But now it's not. I'm a boy, I don't need it."

"Is there not the slightest intention, Ihsan?"

Again. She shook her head. "He's been cheating on you ever since I was in the womb. When I was born and even I was still in the hospital, she was busy going out with her affair. Then, I was only four months old, he stopped. So...?" Ihsan pressed his shoulders. "That's it. After all, I don't know at all, have never called him father once, have I? Let alone to be in a father-son relationship, be able to accept it as a friend, it feels impossible."

My mother was silent, and so was I. Yes, it is very free. The bent iron can be straightened back. But my father and Ihsan's relationship is like wood. It is impossible to straighten a broken wood. Or the...

Could this miracle exist?

Maybe, as long as there is hope.

But Ihsan obviously did not expect that at all.

He became an orphan.