Love Should Choose
The secret that unfolds

There was nothing more upsetting to Farada now than having to meet face to face with the person she was supposed to be avoiding. In front of him stood a woman like she had long awaited her arrival in front of the door of the room. Yes, the woman who had accused herself of seizing her boyfriend, she said.

"Where are you from?" asked the beautiful woman flatly starting the war drums. The woman who was none other than Donna advancing one-step legs with her arms folded on her chest showed high confidence. Wrapped in a low-collared white canal dress, it looks so graceful in the eyes of the beholder.

Farada did not reply, He took the room key from his bag, then nudged Donna's shoulder slightly with his own shoulder, as it blocked the way to the door.

Donna clucked because she wasn't in the rubric, "Your cup is deaf?" How dare this woman go on and what was that? hit shoulder.

Farada turned his head before going inside, "You're like a woman that no one taught you, blocking people's way. Guest but act like an employer with his maid. I'm not your maid!" then continue the steps in.

Donna followed him from behind, stepping in without a break. I want her to pull Farada's hair from behind.

"What do you need to do to meet me with that jutek face? Molan again?" said Farada with a cynical smile while putting his bag originally on the sofa. This is the second time Donna has come to him in her room, after a long time in Japan.

"Curtain! you gatel woman!..say, you work here to get close to Molan, right? Let you miss it, then ask Molan to get your family's degree lifted because he's the sole heir of Erick's family, right?"

Farada was silent and tried to regulate his sharply rising heart rate. Donna's accusation was painful, it felt like she wanted to slap the girl's mouth, but her emotions soon dimmed. Facing this jealous person need not be rude.

"Kok, I feel that your sentence is suitable for you alone huh? not that you're chasing Molan to get married, but.sadly it seems Molan doesn't want to!" While saying so, Farada moved his face forward, "so, who here is the gatel woman, hmm?"

Suddenly Donna slapped her hand on Farada's face. But Farada had expected it, he reflexively caught Donna's wrist, "Not only is your mouth rough, but your hands are light too, miss!" then he jerked Donna's hand to the side.

Farada then turned around, he did not need to waste energy on the sharp-mouthed girl, he just needed to explain, "I'm here just for work, not chasing, Molan!" he said with a mocking smile, then entered the room leaving Donna who was still speechless.

Donna grimaces a little pain in the wrist. He thought Farada was a weak girl, but he was wrong. The girl was very strong and looked trained.

"That's the door still open if you want to get out."

Donna looked up, saw Farada was already in front of the bathroom door, it turns out he was pensive enough to stand there. No need to linger He then left Farada's room with a stomping step, "Review you! I'll get you fired for work here, huh!"

"But!"

Farada just smiled faintly staring at Donna's back which passed away. All he needs now is to flush his head with cold water from the shower. Understandably the weather in Bali today is quite hot with events that also make the head and heart heat.

***

"Restu.. Here son, I have something to talk about."

Restu who had just finished bathing after work had approached his mother who was sitting on the sofa. If you call yourself by name, it means something important. "What's up, ma'am?" he sat down on the sofa next to his mother.

Iin Herini's mother stared at her son's bead for a while before she opened a story that would shock her son and possibly change his life. Restu became nervous and saw his mother watching him intensely watching his face, and there seemed to be a great burden to say.

"What's wrong mom? How do you see me like that?"

"Hmm.mom don't know where to start, just mom wants to ask you one thing.." Iin's mom paused for a second, his hand took something from inside a rather obsolete bundle of old files, "Here, whose photo do you think?"

Restu received a black and white photograph but it was still clearly visible from his mother's hand, "This, instead of the mother's wedding photo? it's mom, right?" restu answered while looking closely at the two people sitting opposite each other in front of the ruler. Although the woman in the photo looks young but she is sure it must be her mother because it looks the same strokes as her mother who is now. And, that dashing guy next to his mom wears a black peci, "and..this is dad, right?"

But.wait. Restu then insisted on seeing the photo of his father, "I am familiar with the face of the deceased father deh, the strokes there are similar to someone I have seen," he continued with a laugh remembering.

Iin's mother smiled faintly, then gave again a photo that was already in color. The last photo taken at that time. "It's more clear your father's face."

Restu accepted it and was immediately stunned. Yes, he knows now, because the face of the man in the photo is not much different from the person who some time ago met him at a colleague's wedding. Dan, have a chat.

He looked towards his mother, looking long at her mother's face. And, glancing towards the photo as if asking for an answer.

"Yes, that's your real father, son! Your father is still alive. Forgive mom..."

Hearing the shrill voice of the mother who then shed tears, Restu also cried in silence as his eyes moved back to the photo. "Why did you lie to me all this time?" tanyanya while sobbing. Thirty years he lived without a father. Thirty years his mother kept a secret. All he knows is that his father is dead. Now the reality before him, made him shock.

Iin's mother couldn't help but cry, she cried a mouthful, cupping her face. At this time, he also lost the words to tell all, the sentence that was stacked since earlier, as if yawning. "Excuse me, son.." Iin's mother's crying voice grew louder, until her shoulders trembled.

Restu in between tears that pooled in his netra, he approached the mother, then hugged her shoulder tightly. He once promised that he would never let his mother's tears drop because of him.

"Already ma'am, don't cry. I understand you must have a good reason why you keep this secret yourself. For Restu, having a father or not, is the same as changing nothing, because mother is everything to me. We'll keep it this way" said Restu, calming his mother's guilt.

"Your father, would like to meet and talk to you directly, son!"