
"I'm sorry Mama, it's been interrupting your honeymoon time. Mama's just worried about getting word that you're being rushed to the hospital." They are currently in a restaurant. Breakfast at one table. But without Frans, the man chose to sit at a separate table.
"I'm not a child, Ma." Erland dropped her spoon and looked at Rhianna. Her mother also returned her gaze.
"Yes, I'm sorry Mama, Erland." Rhianna knew that Erland seemed upset because her mother was always overreacting. Moreover, this morning he realized that his mother saw him and Nayra in one blanket together. It was embarrassing and made him uncomfortable.
"Maas ...." Nayra touched her hand and tried to quiet her anger. Nayra's treatment of Erland did not escape the supervision of Frans who had earlier held in anger.
BRAKK!
The sound of the chair falling down made them instantly turn away. Frans seemed to be confirming the position of the chair that had fallen. And he went somewhere.
Nayra continued to look at Frans' departure, knowing that the man must be angry.
"Mama will go straight home. So, finish your meal and continue your honeymoon."
"Why hurry, Ma? We can go somewhere first. The scenery here is good, Ma," said Nayra made Erland immediately look at him dislike.
"No, Nayra. Mama also has to go to the office, while Erland here no one handles the office."
Nayra was so bad herself to see the mother and child cold to each other. Moreover, Erland who did not prevent his mother from leaving, he was just silent.
"We go home, Nayra," said Erland suddenly. Her husband invited her to go home.
"Erland, it's not over for your honeymoon yet. Don't go home dong. Yes, Mama knows, Mama was wrong. But do you have to go home today? Erland ...."
Nayra and Rhianna could only look at each other, let alone Nayra who did not dare to fight her husband. He just kept quiet as he nodded as Erland invited him home.
But on the other hand he was thinking and preparing all the answers to the questions Frans would definitely ask him.
"You're so excited I think you're going home. Have you not been here long?" His hands stopped as he closed the suitcase. She looked directly at her husband.
"I'm just following your orders, sir."
BUGH!
Erland threw a pillow at him and with a reflex Nayra accepted it.
"Remove the call of Master and Master. I'm sick of hearing it!"
"Then I call him by whom?"
"Whatever!" then shouted.
"This is a man who changes his mood once," grumbled in his heart.
***
The sound of the car engine rang out in succession. One by one the cars came into the magnificent courtyard of the house. All pairs of eyes can not be separated to pay attention to anyone who came out of the luxury car.
"Look at Nayra, style is like a big employer. Nice clothes, beautiful hair and also—"
"Handsome husband," the friend next to him.
"Don't be envious!" sentak Dara who was in the crowd of servants. "Don't get into trouble, or you'll get fired!" threatened later.
The servants immediately ran to the back. Avoiding Dara's attacks that seemed to want to devour them all out.
Not most of the other servants who were unceasingly looking at Erland and Nayra, now Dara's focus was only on the man who was standing straight behind Rhianna. But from the moment he looked, the man did not have his eyes moved towards him making him feel anxious.
"Next ...." Nayra ran over to Dara and hugged her for a while. And he even pulled Dara into the house. Though Dara wanted to approach Frans, but finally he followed the steps of Nayra.
"Yes yes .... After the honeymoon," the god then.
Instead of putting on a happy face, Nayra instead put on a lethargic face. He sat down and leaned back in the back garden chair. His gaze was straight ahead facing the long grass. It seems that the grass was allowed to grow tall.
"Hey! Why daydream!" the clap was on Nayra's shoulder and the woman looked at him immediately.
"Well, how's your relationship with Frans?" her tanyanya made Dara a little surprised. But suddenly his smile broke when he remembered the beautiful moment with Frans.
"Currently, Nay. Thanks yeah. Thanks to you, I can walk alone with Frans. Spend time together in a day. Duhhhh, just so happy, Nay. I just this time felt her name fall in love that fell down so many times," her long story made Nayra laugh a little.
"I'm happy to hear that, Dara," he said. But he seemed surprised by his own words, why he could say that to Dara. Why is he happy without jealousy?
"Naito ...." Rhianna's voice called out, Nayra quickly left without saying goodbye to Dara.
"Hmm, unfortunately I have to compete with the woman of his heart, Nay."
FLASHBACKS
One cup of chocolate-flavored ice cream finally managed to grasp it after waiting in long lines like a snake.
"Thank you, Frans." Dara endlessly smiles while alone with Frans.
"Become."
"Yes" he answered quickly.
"I want to say something to you."
Dara immediately nodded feeling curious at once deg-degan.
"I hope you don't misunderstand what happened today. I agreed to walk with you today because I couldn't feel good about refusing Miss Nayra's request. I actually have a woman I love very much. Even though our relationship is currently having a problem."
Dara was stunned to hear Frans' statement, she did not even realize the ice cream held by her hand continued to melt.
"Es the cream melted, Dara!" Frans tried to tell.
Dara immediately turned around with eyes that glistened. With eyes almost crying, he forced to eat the ice cream.
"Dara ..." call her later.
Dara just nodded and ate the ice cream until it ran out with her back to Frans.
FLASHBACK OFF
THE TEST!
Remembering that her tears were dripping. But Dara's not her name if she's weak. He must rise up and pursue his love for Frans. The man said that there was a problem with the woman, so this was a chance for her to fill her troubled heart.
"Become!" When he wanted to enter the kitchen room, it was unexpected that he even passed Frans. The man was holding a glass filled with orange juice and right behind him was Nayra who carried orange juice on a tray. It seems that the jerus juice will be given to Erland who does love the juice.
"Want? This is Miss Nayra making more and she gave it to me", she bargained and without further ado Dara immediately grabbed the drink.
"Thank you, Frans. You know very well that I'm thirsty" he said, cursing a glance at Frans who was endlessly staring at him in wonder.