Love Should Choose
Diamond Round Shape

The night atmosphere in a Senayan number shopping center is very crowded. Maybe because the weather is so sunny after the previous few days Jakarta air is always cloudy, and the rainfall is quite high, so people take advantage of the time to go out for entertainment.

Same with Restu. After the family photo shoot was over, he who had wanted to drive Farada home, then invited the girl to stop by first in Senayan City, Indonesia, just loosening the mind that there was tension at the time of shooting.

"Mas, aren't we just going home?" Farada's proposal when Restu took him to the Mall which was very loved by the young people. The moment of conversation between Molan and Mr. Erick was still ringing and somehow Molan's words made Farada's heart shake. Worry enveloped his mind. Worried about his own decision but the fact that he's getting married soon. Now all it takes is to calm his brain, go home and sleep. I hope tomorrow my mind will be clear again. According to Lord Erick's orders, Starting tomorrow is an energy-draining day for Farada. They must immediately make wedding preparations, starting from clothes fittings and have to deal with the Wedding Organizer that has been appointed, if their building affairs do not need to bother thinking about. Didn't the Great Lord already order all the devices to prepare their own ballroom?

But, uh,

"So soon, there's something I want to buy." Farada finally fused to hear Restu's answer which then turned the steering wheel of the car into the mall parking door.

After parking the vehicle, the two of them went upstairs through the area of the row of restaurants - restaurants that some visitors who come, it is the main place to go. A very good place is on the ground floor of the mall until tonight is very crowded.

Farada tried to compensate for Restu's wide footsteps, several times he was a little left until he could not stand it, and grumbled, "Mas, slowly - slowly dong way, achy feet I follow you."

Restu turned his head, the girl slightly looked left behind, "Ah! You're the way." That's all he said in response to the grumbling of his future wife. Farada stopped stepping, he was a little bit riled up by Restu's answer that had no words - his romantic words. Even though the man who will be her husband, the steps to wait for her.

"Mas, you..actually love is not the same as me?" tanya Farada let loose the tightness in the chest. This is often a question in the heart, because the man never once expressed feelings towards him. Whatisit? call himself if you still use, me?

Restu stopped hearing Farada speak with a slight upward intonation. It's not a good time to ask something romantic like that in a crowd like this, "We're too late, maybe the store will close soon," restu replied flatly diverting the conversation and then continuing his pace back.

Farada clucked bitterly but finally followed the steps of Restu who had slowed down a little. Now in his mind, where are they going?

They arrive at a jewel shop, which sells diamonds at fantastic prices. Restu then invited Farada in and they were welcomed by SPG shop with a friendly.

"Please sir, we are currently there a special discount promo for certain models up to 5 percent."

"The model - the ring model, where?"

"At that side, sir." The SPG then inching into a window display where diamonds are specifically models for rings, "this.there is a Round Shape model, a round model that is our mainstay, because the model is okay to have, because the model is okay, even this form 75 percent dominates diamond sales all over the world!" the shopkeeper explained, then he continued his promotion to another model, "and this, more loved by women, is suitable for wedding gifts or engagement, the Fancy Shape Diamond. This square model is also called the Princess model."

Restu whispered to Farada asking him which one he wanted. The girl was initially surprised by the surprise made by Restu, it turns out he took her to the diamond shop and bought the luxury item for her. Farada wanted to refuse but she had to keep her future husband's feelings in front of the shopkeeper. He just regretted why Restu didn't talk about it before he got here.

"I'm up to you, Mom." Farada replied resigned although that was not what he would say.

Not long after, Restu also chose a round-shaped diamond and then completed the diamond payment and invited next to eat downstairs, because in the mansion the dinner event was canceled by a small quarrel at the time of the photo shoot earlier. This time Farada immediately refused, "No need Mas, we just go home. I was so sleepy," he added with a pleading gaze mixed clumsy for rejection, something he remembered he had never done to Restu.

"Well, we'll go home." Restu nodded and immediately walked out.

Arrive - arrive...

"Res?" Restu immediately looked back, he was surprised.

***

Somewhere else...

Molan chose his own way of arranging his broken heart over the events in the mansion. Molan went to a street vendor who sold food in Mahakam in Blok M, South Jakarta. Where, there are various kinds of cafes and tongkrongan children behind a mall, Molan chose to sit down to eat gulai, gulai traders who got the nickname as sellers of gulai bends or gultik.

He eats while his brain doesn't stop thinking.

He did not expect at all that Farada would participate in his Papa's plan. He is not a real whiny man, he will and is struggling to accept the fate that now he has a Mother and a Big Brother. The sister? Mentioning that word he smiled incisively, someone who would become part of the family as well as a lifelong competitor to him.

All righty! Soraya and Restu's mother may still be able to accept her someday, because it is a fact like that.

But, Farada? He's not sure he can.

Molan shook his head several times to shake his widening mind. Maybe if anyone saw her, people would think she was a lunatic dressed in dapper clothes, or.Precisely a stressed person! Who sometimes nod their heads and shake their heads. But what does it matter? They don't feel what they feel, do they?

He tried to focus by circulating his gaze in all directions, realizing that he was not alone there. Suddenly his phone vibrated, he grabbed the phone that was in the pocket of his pants.

Sitta Angelina's.

Aishh.the woman! Grutu Molan while putting his phone just like that on the table. But his phone rings again. Instead of being noisy, he finally accepted too and told his position where it was. And, it turns out Sita was not far from that location. Just a few minutes, he said. Again, what does it matter?

After that, his gaze refocused forward, this time it was aimed at a street busker who turned out to be in front of him with a neatly dressed and immediately played his role to perform a song that he just knew the title, the title, after the song is finished.

At first he just wanted to listen to it while waiting for the busker to finish singing and then give some money that he prepared. But, when the lyrics of the song he listened to got to the words...

Maybe someday, you'll understand. Love does not have to be together.

Forget me, never expect a beautiful love from me. Forget it. I, I have another love I can't leave behind.

Molan's throat was choked. Good Lord! The watcher traps the fortune teller? To know what was going on was similar to the lyrics of that song? Or because his face that seems tangled, looks upset so easily readable?

"Mas, that's..what's the title of the song?" tanya Molan was interested in the song while handing over two hundred thousand nominal bills. The busker with a face answered, "The title...Love The Other, from the famous band U*gu!"

Molan mangosteen - mangosteen heard the talk of the busker, after this he intends to download a song that he thinks can be used as inspiration to move on.

"Sister! How are you here alone, what's the matter?" Molan looked up to the side.

"Eh, Sita.it's a fad!" Molan rubbed his non-itchy nape, He grumbled in his heart.