Love Should Choose
Suddenly everything changed

Sita stared at Farada's back until the girl disappeared into the restaurant. He expected it. What was that? Take the files left in the room. Ck, the classic excuse of Farada! Sita smiled wryly at a glance, then she continued her steps towards the seminar and training room.

Farada dizzy looking for the existence of Molan, the atmosphere was dim and many people who were eating dinner was enough to block his view. Until a hand was raised from a distance, somewhat apart from the other guests. Ish...even he and Sita looking for a seat that seems romantic, is that it? gibb.

"Waah. It was a perfect match for candlelight dinner with the pair here," Farada played both of his eyebrows up and down, then looked up there, the sky was very bright sprinkled with millions of stars, "while the person inside was busy listening to the mentor's advice, noting the important things on the laptop, uh.he was delicious - nice together with Ms. Sita here. Ck, koel_"

"Hey..hey, you just called there's a need with me just to say this, hm?" Molan immediately cut off Farada's insinuation, "sit down first, you nag it exactly like the grandmothers who are coming on the moon!"

Cuneiform! where's ada!

"About speaking! I was bored, long ago I heard the mentor talk I became sleepy." he added, folding his hands on the table and putting his head there.

Of course Farada had to lie, but he was so excited and very enthusiastic to listen to Mr. Ferdinand, if Tissa hadn't teased, maybe his finger would have 'screamed' because it felt sore typing on the laptop.

Hearing that, Molan tapped his index finger at the table, he was thinking of something.

"What if we go to town to eat gudeg? you're scared, right?" Molan saw the watch in the hand "there's still time."

This is what Farada likes about Molan, always having a way to cheer him up, "Come on!" And stand up straight.

Molan then took the phone and contacted the operational section of the hotel vehicle and asked for a car unit to be prepared for him to use. After that flick his finger at the waiter asking for bill.

"Sorry Young Master, all have been paid by Ibu Sita earlier," replied the resto hunching.

***

"Omong - by the way, how did you know I was with Sita?" molan asked from behind the wheel as they were already on their way to the city.

"I passed on to Ms. Sita earlier when she came out of the restaurant. Yeah..who else would he meet if it wasn't you, right?"

"..."

"Omong - by the way, how could Lady Sita meet you there? cause I saw that mom was still in the training room."

Molan did not immediately reply, He was turning the car's steering towards Sleman. "And... That's why you called looking for me and left the seminar in progress?" Molan then flirted in Farada's direction.

Checkmate! Farada lost his vocabulary for a moment. But soon master the situation. "It's so much confidence that you Young Master!.Well, am I jealous? I was tired of sitting in the room for a long time, I wanted to talk to Tissa, she seemed serious. Yes, I called you. Do not forget, you are the one who gave my name to the Director sir to be sent to this Jogja. So.yeah you're responsible!"

"Feelings, I didn't say you were jealous! Ak_"

"Yaa ..sama aja!, the direction of your speech must be there, right?.." timpal Farada did not want to lose, "..already ah, we want to eat gudeg where this is? I'm hungry."

Molan was open to hearing it, "I'm ta_"

"Not quiet!"

And, the man instantly clenched his mouth. In his heart he laughed.

Can she now think of this woman next to her? Has Farada now started to open her heart to him? Then, what about Restu who was approaching the girl, even with his own eyes saw the man hugging Farada and the girl did not reject him.

He had already withdrawn to no longer approach Farada but the girl instead seemed to open up hope again for him, as it is today. She was not stupid to interpret that earlier that the girl was jealous!

The journey takes approximately 45 minutes to reach Sleman. Molan stopped at a gudeg stall that was quite large and crowded visitors. Indeed, in the city of Sleman, this gudeg stall is very famous to get out of the area.

Gudeg which presents two types of flavors, wet and dry gudeg.

"From the texture is different. If wet gudeg contains a lot of water, dry gudeg is thicker. Also, the color of the dry hue is more dark and brownish red. While the wet gudeg is paler in color and brighter," the mbak Yu's light while waiting.

"Where do you want?" molan asked Farada, who was busy typing something on his phone, it seemed like he was communicating via chat.

"Oh.I want a dry hiccup just mbak Yu." replied Farada looked up, then looked back at the phone screen.

"Same on, Yu, two!."

Silent.

Mama: "Sir, are you still outside or are you in your room?"

Farada: "Still outside Ma...What's the matter Mama kok tumben night - night call me?"

Mama: "Last noon, Mama was invited by her Mom Restu to lunch. There was already Restu and another one.someone who turned out to be his father. And, Mama was so shocked, son! Who the hell..."

"Huh!?..." Unknowingly Farada made a rather loud voice, upon coming to his senses, he immediately shut his open mouth.

"You why? Who is chatting-the same?" molan asked, frowning.

"Mama" replied Farada short and he coded with his hand to continue the chat.

Farada: "Serius Ma?. Isn't his father Mas Restu dead?"

Mama: "That's it, Mama said it was a shock. But the fact is his father is still alive. And, it's even more surprising that you'll know who it is."

Farada: "Who is Ma?"

Mama: "Later, the point is they want to propose to you immediately. You and Restu will get married soon."

Farada's body immediately slipped. Bones feel weak, mimic his face confusion. He should be happy, right? But..why, is he not happy to hear that?

Farada hasn't replied to her Mama chat, her brain is stagnant! Until a tone of incoming message goes back.

Mama: "Oh yes..two more days you leave for Jakarta yes, later everything is explained here."

Farada: "I can't take Ma's leave yet. The rule is that if you've been working for a year, you can."

Mama: "Have calmed down, everything has been arranged, anyway you just leave for two more days."

Farada: "Huh? How can? Adek so do not understand Ma....what the hell is it?"

Mom: "Udah, just calm down. Mama sleepy Dek, tomorrow Mama tell me again yes. You're heart - heart."

Farada: "Yes Ma."

Molan watched Farada's movements. The girl's expression was sometimes glaring, sometimes sad, and shocked. Why her? But he didn't ask, he wanted to make room.

"Well, the gudeg has come, yuk.we eat first."

"Can it be wrapped? I eat in my room, order it for Tissa, yes" Farada said in a soft voice. She no longer wanted to eat, she wanted to cry alone.

Molan just nodded. He knew Farada was going on.