Love Should Choose
Now is Young Master's chance...

Farada stood with his hands closed, releasing his gaze into the open sea. The mind raged, his chest was so claustrophobic. And occasionally wiping tears on the cheeks that he could not hold back anymore. This is the sweetest surprise given by Restu, a few minutes ago until his tears fell.

I brought you here, because there's one thing to say...

Yes, the opening sentence of Restu which was conveyed with a cold face had begun the tension to listen to the next sentence. AC Cafe which is not far from the hotel where Restu met was unable to cool his mood.

"I'm going back to Jakarta this afternoon, flight at 16:00. And.." the man paused the sentence for a moment, "...I think we should approach this, we'll take it!"

Silent!

Farada looked up at the face of the man sitting opposite to him. Wanna ask...why? but his throat was choked. Unable to speak. Better just listen.

In fact, the instrument music from the cafe increasingly make the mood of Farada menggelos.

"I see, you've found your world. The man called the young master can make you smile! You look so happy with him, so there's no point in us wasting time on him, right?"

Farada still did not react, in fact he wanted to explain and refute about Molan, but his mouth was locked. No, it's no use either. The man had already made up his mind without asking her. Speaking of Molan, it's like hitting the guy on the head, but it's a shame he's not here.

"Why are you quiet?" tanya Restu frowned because the girl from earlier just lowered her head without any objection.

"I want you to go, mas..."

Restu sighed and pulled his sitting position backward. There was a bit of disappointment, not the answer he wanted.

Silence back!

After feeling there was nothing more to talk about, Restu glanced at his watch and prepared to go to the airport "Yes already then, I have to leave immediately."

Farada gasped from his daydream. He hastily wiped away his tears and turned his head. A hand stroked his back and then embraced his shoulder. Tissa!

"Fara..kamu why?" ask Tissa softly.

Farada shook his head and smiled at his friend. "Oh, I'm not doing anything, Sa.." said the girl.

Tissa couldn't believe it, "Young master Molan hurt you again?"

"It's not Sa, it's not about Molan, it's another matter." The story just flowed from Farada's mouth. For some reason, from the first meeting, he felt comfortable with this new friend he knew.

"Tuh, right? there must be nothing. I think because of the young master, the incident that happened yesterday," Tissa said as she tidied her messy hair in the wind, "don't want to tell? I'm ready to be a good listener, sometimes, by sharing can reduce the burden, you know," said Tissa without looking, her eyes remain straight to the high sea.

Farada also tidied her hair, piggybacking with a rubber band that was always prepared. Sighing for a moment, he thought Tissa's words had a point, "Actually, it's something to do with Molan as well anyway, if it wasn't for him, it might not have been broken up by my candidate..."

"Candidate?, he meant..Do you have a girlfriend?"

"I never told you the same thing before?" Farada tried to remember the time in Japan.

"Never seen it"

"Where do you say yah?, not a girlfriend but...?" Farada was confused how to explain the status of his relationship with Restu to Tissa, "Gini deh.I was betrothed to a man named Restu by the collaboration of my mother, her aunt and her mother Restu. At first I refused, and had run away to Japan.When it met you, in Sapporo, remember, right?"

"Oh I see..but, it's not that you go to Japan because you won the lottery ticket? You told me that time." said Tissa quickly. His memory immediately revolved in light of the events in Sapporo.

"Yes really. It coincided with the plan of the meeting of Mast Restu. I'd rather go to Japan, and cancel the meeting..." Farada paused his sentence, He laughed, "hurkey, it turns out that the man my mama is dating, the guy I like. My mom didn't say her name was Restu at the beginning."

Farada paused for a moment, looking back. His legs began to feel sore because of standing for too long, plus the wind was getting louder making his hair in pigtails so fretting back, "We sit there yuk!" he said as he walked to the long chair near the row of coconut trees. Tissa followed.

"Well...keep? what happened after that?" Tissa asked started to open the conversation after they sat down.

Tissa turned to wait for a follow-up sentence, facing the silent Farada. "She, why?"

"Mas Restu did not agree that I work in Bali. And, she doesn't like me being close to Molan either, I guess."

"Well, does he know Molan?"

Farada nodded, "Who doesn't know Molan?, what else is his brengs*k!"

"Wait a minute.don't you say Restu was the speaker at the seminar yesterday, General Manager DomTrav famous it!" Tissa unravels Farada's story, and he links it to events the other day.

Farada smiled faintly, "Yes, right!"

"Owalaaa!.Pantesan yesterday he was like chasing someone and almost hit me, just after we passed the time you were pulled the same young master!'

"Huh?.serius Sa?" Farada's eyes are round. This was a new fact that he knew, and he just understood, why Restu suddenly changed his attitude.

Tissa nodded, "Right, seriously! And, i...."

"And I searched, you are here!'

"Huh?" Tissa and Farada spontaneously cried out in shock. Oh my...

Plaque!

"Jeez!.This man," cried Farada as he reflexively pinched the arm of someone who had just arrived suddenly.

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"Ooh!..." Molan grimaced in pain as he rubbed his hands. Farada's fine pinch this time was extremely powerful, leaving a trail that slowly turned blue under his arm.

Farada ignored the face of Molan who was holding back the pain, the girl immediately turned around and left the two men with a nosebleed of anger. While Molan who did not know what had happened, looked confused and turned to Tissa who was still standing there.

"Why the hell is he?"

"I don't know anything Young Master," Tissa replied with a hint of groggy mixed in fear. The girl wanted to rush off to catch up with Farada.

"Hey...Tissa, where are you going?, here first, go along and run away," Molan grumbled as he let out a look of intimidation, "you want to send again to Japan?"

Tissa shook her head quickly, "Don't Young Master."

"If so, answer...Farada why?"

Tissa couldn't help but finally tell a story as well. He was sent back to Japan, right? he still wants to work at this hotel. In addition to the salary is above average, until the family economy so lifted, also if working in this hotel is very family, although professionalism remains above all else. He is comfortable working in this Luxury group.

While Molan himself is a person who can not be denied by anyone. The young master was very powerful, even though his papa, was unable to control him. Only with Herwanto, he complied a little.

"After??" Molan said furiously. With a frown, Molan raised his intonation. He was astonished after Tissa told the outline of what Farada had experienced earlier.

"Continue..now Farada was broken up with that man and he was angry with me?..."

Tissa nodded, "And that Farada is now sad again, Young Master..."

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