Love Should Choose
Circles

Earlier...

From last night, Farada did not stop to think about the incident of hitting between Restu and Molan at the Molan residence which ended with a cross-section by Farada. His mind became unsettled. Still looming in his mind Molan stared at his nanar, maybe not believing the actions of him who seemed to defend Restu. Though not. He did because of sheer spontaneity to stop the brother-sister fights. Yeah, he had to stop it before it all got out of control.

But, what did he do that was overkill by slapping Molan? That's the burden now. Though he knew, it was Restu who provoked him first by slapping Molan.

"Where are you going in the morning, Dek?" ask the mother just came out of the backyard. He saw his youngest daughter preparing to leave.

Farada who was going to the kitchen, because he thought his mother was there, turned her body, "Eh..Mama, I think again in the kitchen, you want to go check the state of the store first yes," he replied as he looked towards the room, "Where are you, Ma?"

Herlina's mother, who had just finished cutting flowers, put her gloves in the drawer where the equipment was. "Papa you have business in Hankam he said, just left."

"Oh, yes, I have. Adek pamit ya Ma" Farada then kissed his Mama's hand and left with a rush step because the online taxi was already in front of the fence of the house.

"Have you had breakfast?" mother Herlina shouted from the door.

Farada nodded and raised his hand sign that he had eaten.

This morning, Farada plans to go directly to his cafe which has been three days since he arrived in Jakarta not once he visited. But, because from last night his mind was still disturbed about the incident the other day, he thought it best to stop by Molan's place, and it just so happened that the road would be passed was in the same direction.

"Mas, we stop by my friend's place on Jalan Niaga Hijau Pondok Indah, can you? I'll add the fare later." then Farada gave the driver an address.

"Oh, well, yes, I can" said the driver after reading it and glanced at Farada from behind the rearview mirror, "meaning we pass Narogong aja yes, let's get closer."

Farada nodded.

How is he doing now? batin Farada talk. He realized that the actions he was going to take now to meet Molan was a mistake. But at heart, he could not deny that his desire to meet even if just saying an apology, was far greater than the guilt itself. He should have started to keep his distance. However, the matchmaking with Restu who seemed forced and all of a sudden, Farada's mind became chaotic. He should be happy, right? Wasn't Restu the man he admired first, who would soon be his? But, for some reason precisely now he did not feel happy and calm.

He did not refuse, his heart was divided. Although Molan never said, but he knew the man loved him very much. Oh my God..What should I do?

"Mister, this is his house, isn't it? We've arrived."

The sound of an online taxi driver yanking Farada's daydreams. The girl gasped, then "Oh, yes Mas. Gini aja, maybe I am a little long, what if I am left here, but the price is still I pay according to the purpose of the application, and I add, may not?" Farada said expectantly. It flashed through his mind that he would probably talk a lot later with Molan and, he felt uneasy if this taxi driver would wait a long time.

"Oh that's it? Yes, Ma'am, it's okay - what if so, I happen to have a need near here," said the driver while receiving money two hundred thousand from Farada.

But, what happened after that? Farada's esophagus was blocked when he met Molan. The injured man actually gave a sweet smile with all the charm he had. He was unable to get more words out. Not only that, Farada had to undo his lingering intentions when he saw someone emerge from the house and stand so gracefully beside the silly man. A beautiful woman he knew so well. Sita Angelina's.

This is where he is now, on the side of the road waiting for a passing taxi to drive him back to his original destination.

***

Molan took his breath slowly. He did not want to hold back the girl's departure, which he realized would have a bad effect on him. He then remembered his purpose again, "Have you had breakfast? I haven't, if you want, come on," Molan asked Sita a few moments after Farada left. He passed by the girl who was still standing at the door.

Sita then followed Molan towards the dining room and said, "Son, fight with Mas Restu?" The girl had heard Farada's words about the hit action.

Molan immediately turned around, his steps halted hearing Sita mention Restu's name. "You, you know Restu?" cetus Molan in astonishment.

Sita smiled, she had expected Molan to ask like that, "Very familiar, my sister Restu was my level while studying in London. I'm Samantha's cousin's sister."

And, Molan was even more astonished, "Samantha? Who else is it?" he asked while looking hard.

"Near friend Restu," Sita replied casually but successfully provoked Molan's reaction to talk more.

"Wait, it seems...Do you know much about my family?"

"To be precise, just found out, that Brother Molan with Mas Restu is a sister - brother who just met, and the same 'stuck' with the same woman." Sita challenged Molan's narrowed eye bead to look at her.

Molan leaned over, his hands resting on the round table before him, and then laughed discordantly. Fix it! this girl is indeed her Papa's man. "For that, you were sent by the Great Lord to approach me, hm?" ask her with sarcastic tone. After that, walk back to the kitchen.

Sita was not surprised by the piercing words of Molan. The look on his face remained flat and calm, showing stable emotional control. "Near doesn't mean you want to find, does it?" Sita said with a smile full of mystery as Molan again stopped and turned to her.

"I'm not interested in answering a puzzle. I want to ask you one thing...Restu and Samantha are in a relationship?" he asked with great emphasis, trying to catapult out what came to his mind.

The girl shook her head, "Not. Samantha does like Restu, I know exactly that. But, if Restu, like, no! Exactly.not yet." Sita answered doubtfully - doubtfully. Yeah, because he hasn't seen Restu in a long time. He only heard the story from Samantha, it was three months ago, before Sita cut off communication because there was a small quarrel between him and Samantha.

"Yes we have breakfast first then, I'm not in guessing mode."

Molan then called Bik Minah to immediately prepare food for the two of them.

I have to find out. How do I feel something is strange? What exactly is Restu, Samantha and Sita, Molan's mind monologues.