Love At the End of Promise
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"Sorry, whose mom is it? " Task Mr. Brata.

"I'm Siti Sir, Yogi's Mother. " Answer Mother Siti.

"Oh, how's ma'am, anything to talk about?"

"Sir, I'm sorry. I have made my parents feel very guilty, I realize that my son and my father, equally, love each other. But because of my blessing, it did not approve of their relationship, so Hanin and Yogi had to separate. "

"I already know a lot of his stories, should we as parents, do not interfere too much, to make their relationship so shaky. I used to be, too, because what? I am afraid my son will be hurt again. But I realized, happiness according to us as parents, our best choice but not necessarily, make them the best."

"I'm sorry sir, if I'm wrong with Hanin. I made her cry, made her feel tormented. "

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry too. If possible, do not approve of their relationship. "

"If I may ask for help, I would like to bring them together again. Please sir, help us to unite again. "

"I can't force their relationship, they both have to make a decision. "

"Yogi, my son is still very hopeful for Hanin. He's always waiting for news, please Mr. Hanin where? "

"I can't help, because the one who will take the decision is Hanin, not me. "

"I understand sir, but where can Hanin please? let Yogi come get her. "

"What mother child, can guarantee will not hurt my child? and can you also guarantee that you will love Hanin like a mother's child? "

"I promise, will love Hanin like my own son Sir, I was evil yesterday with Hanin. But I realized, seeing the closeness of their relationship, because of my stubborn attitude, made my son hurt his heart. "

"Well, I'll tell Hanin where. But when I get there, my son gets hurt again, like I used to, I'm going to take back my son, not to get in touch with Mom's son. The first experience because of my son, the wrong choice will probably be made a lesson for Hanin, and me as his parents to be more selective. "

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"Mom, God, why don't you go say. It's until the night house, know come home until here Yogi can pick it up. " Say Yogi welcomes his mother.

"You're worried, aren't you? "

"Yes, Mom, Yogi is coming home, except Yogi is not home. I want to say something, I want to go where Yogi does not know, do not worry. This is in plain sight, do not say where the same employees, the same child as well. How not to worry. "

"Son, listen to me. "

"Yogi will hear Mom, what will you say? "

"You go, to Kiara Island, there is a settlement, only one house that is the style of the Stage house.You go to the house, I want you to leave now. "

"Mom, Kiara Island is far away. "

"Mom knows, you go there. This time, please, follow my request. "

"Actually, who the hell is Mom there? "

"You'll know, I asked you who - ready, fly there. "

"Ta - but ma'am. "

"If you don't want to, yes. I will not force. "

"It's not a matchmaking anymore, is it? "

"No, this is another. "

"What mom doesn't want to divulge who , who I'm going to meet. "

"You'll know for yourself there, you're there. "

"Yes Mom, for Mom's sake. "

Mother Siti smiled, caressing one of her son Yogi's faces.

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The Yogi left, and was already on the plane. Yogi is going to Kiara Island, where his mother sent him there.

Inside the plane, some foreign tourists, who were with the intention to the island of Kiara. The island, with its tourist destinations, is very beautiful. With white sand, and a very beautiful view.

The flight took 2 hours, and Yogi continued to use the boat to cross for 1 hour.

Yogi also got off the ship, seen a very beautiful island, lined Yogi resort looking for a stilt house, and only one stilt house there.

Almost 15 minutes, Yogi's search finally found, the stage house in question. House stage, painted in white with a swing in front of his house.

The yogi walked over, and knocked directly on the door of his house, but there was no telling from within.

Tok...

"Assalamu'alaikum."

Tok...

"Assalamu'alaikum."

"Where the hell, ah. Mom got tricked again. His people don't exist. "

"Bang Yogi's. "

Yogi turned his body around, looking Hanin standing right in front of him. Yogi smiled, and could not believe it. If he is, go to a woman who has been without news for a month.

"Hanine."

"Abang, why did you get here? You know from whom? "

"Obviously, the brother who doesn't know. If you meet that, yes you. "

Hanin walked over, and unlocked his house. Yogi was endlessly staring at the woman he missed so much.

"Lake Bang. " Say Hanin.

Yogi closed his door with one of his legs, and immediately hugged Hanin's body.

"Abang kangen with you baby. "

"Let's go, don't be like this. " Say Hanin tried, letting go of Yogi's embrace.

"No, Brother wants to hug you. Why do you, torment Brother. "

"Bang, Hanin is happy like this. Please Bang, don't make me love Brother anymore. "

"Are you able to forget your brother? " Task Yogi by holding onto Hanin's cheeks.

"Please Bang, we won't be able to unite. "

"Dear, we can be together. The evidence, brother got here. "

"Who told you brother? Dad or Bang Pram? "

"Mother."

"Mother..!! "

"Abang also does not know, if you tell me to come here, to meet someone. And I swear, don't know if it's you you that you should meet. "

Hanin immediately took his cell phone, and contacted his father.

"Assalamu'alaikum, hello Father. Hanin wanted to ask, why did Bang Yogi get here? "

"Walaikumsalam, the father who told his mother. Yesterday, her mother came here. He wants you to reunite. " Ask Brata from across.

"Oh, it's worth it that he got here. "

"Father with her mother, you have blessed your relationship. "

"Thank you, Dad, then. Assalamu'alaikum."

"Getishalam."

"What did Dad say? "

"Mother comes to Daddy, asks us to be together again."

Yogi smiled and immediately hugged Hanin's body, in his kiss the top of the head Yogi, Hanin also returned the embrace Yogi, who was getting tighter.

"Finally we are united dear, not until our gray hair is united again. One month, making Brother tortured especially if until this hair bleached. "

"Abang, thank you for coming with me again. Even though I am, it has hurt my brother, the wound that continues to imprint. "

"Darling, that brother is a pity for you. Let people tell you what, about brother for choosing you again. Because of man, his fault is not always right. If there's a second chance, why don't we do it."

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