Love Should Choose
Time of day

The sun had set an hour ago. Without feeling their chatter is getting more interesting. The chat that was initially tinged with tears, thanks to Molan's cleverness to change the subject with his sometimes silly behavior, making Farada able to cheer again, the atmosphere became relaxed in the end.

Molan tries to avoid topics that concern feelings, especially their relationships.

"Yes already, yuk! We're down, it's dark, then people are at a loss looking for you." Molan then stood up, while Farada was still reluctant to get up. The atmosphere of the saung where they sat made him feel at home for a long time there.

"When can you talk in a place like this?" Farada muttered softly, "i've never been to a place like this."

"Later, you can bring Restu here after marriage."

Farada turned his head quickly, the look on his face did not like to hear it. How could Restu want to go to places like this? His inner.

Yeah ... Wrong talk me! Molan said in his heart. He patted her forehead.

Farada then smiled faintly. "Yes, yuk ... We're home!" Farada got up and preceded Molan's steps toward the car.

In the car to go home there is not much to talk about. Both are busy with their own minds.

Next to guess, Farada fell asleep.

To overcome the boredom of the trip somewhat faltered towards the Capital, Molan tuned the instrument songs that occasionally his lips slowly follow the song he knows the lyrics.

Two hours later,

"Fleet ... Wake up, we're there." The girl flinched, she opened her eyes and straightened the back of the chair and looked around, apparently already in front of the gate of her house.

"I'm so sorry I'm sleeping!" he started while getting ready to get out of the car. So did Molan. But it was prevented by Farada, because he felt Molan must be tired. The girl walked around the car and stood next to Molan behind the wheel.

"Then, greetings to Mr. Handoko and Ms. Herlina yes, say sorry my son I kidnapped today he..he."

Farada smiled wryly, "Yes, you went straight home, right?"

Molan nodded. He wanted to answer to the house of Herwanto, but he did not say.

"Oh yes, Farada ..." Molan, who was about to drive, stopped the car. The man grabbed something in the form of a box the size of a notebook from the dashboard of the car.

"What's this?" tanya Farada noticed a box that looked like a robot, but not ...

"That, Gundam. A prince, he's a mighty commander, but ... Failing to get a queen." continued Molan with a meaningful smile.

Farada was stunned, he noticed the picture on the box. A prince holding a sword in his right hand with a crown on his head was looking down.

"That's a gift from me to you, keep it well. And ... You have to stay up and don't forget to always smile!" he said as he rolled his eyes at the girl and then drove his vehicle slowly.

Farada was stunned to see the departure of Jeep Rubicon Molan, until the car disappeared in the front corner, Farada just entered with a giant step. Thank you for today, young master! Slowly muttered.

A few meters behind, in the darkness under a tree, a black Camry sedan car was parked observing the scene seen in front of him since the beginning of Farada came. The man who had been waiting and had contacted Farada many times, but there was never any reply from the girl.

"Dad! Where are you from?"

Farada was aghast at the sound of his papa suddenly standing at the door. The girl reflexively rubbed her chest in shock. "Astagfirullah, just get in!"

Holy hooch! Farada patted his forehead slowly. He forgot, his phone has been off since noon. "My cellphone was lowbatt from last afternoon Pa, I forgot to bring the charger" he replied groggyly.

Mr. Handoko frowned while welcoming his son's hand and shifted to make room for the girl to enter. "Tumbens? Trus, who the hell did you think of?"

"Ooh.ng, it was in the anterin of young master Molan, Pah."

Both eyebrows of Mr. Handoko raised, "Hmm...you did not tell Restu?" Farada shook his head, "So gone all of a sudden, so didn't have time to talk to Mas Restu."

Mr. Handoko looked at his son deeply, "You're getting married, Dek! so everything is talked about, so there is no misunderstanding, especially if it is officially his wife, it is mandatory!"

"Yes, Pah." replied Farada Iirih. Then he stepped into his room.

Handoko noticed her son's back did not blink, then shook his head several times before closing the door.

***

"You shouldn't have to go out with another man alone like yesterday, when you've made a promise to marry me, and go without my permission. that's not ethical!" cetus a man sharply to the girl sitting next to him.

"That's your sister Mas, not another man who's like you're in the picture of your mind." The girl paused, "and again, we had nothing to say, other than talking and eating!" refute the girl who feels accused of being an affair.

The man hissed, He smiled cynically. "So anyway, he's the guy who liked you at first, isn't he?"

The girl fell silent, she confirmed it inwardly. He feels guilty. He should not have obeyed the man's invitation yesterday, he cursed himself who could never refuse him.

"But I can't bear to refuse the invitation, Mas ... Sorry." said the girl.

A few moments quiet. The man finally inhaled a deep breath of air, "Farada ... We're getting married next week. From now on, you must set your heart. If you're like this, still making room for your heart for Molan, you'll be depressed. Our relationship will be complicated, my relationship with Molan will be tapered..." He interrupted her, then let go of his gaze straight ahead, "You must choose!"

Farada heard it. Yes, he should have set and chosen. She turned to her future husband who was standing, preparing to leave.

"We're home, yuk!"

Farada nodded then followed Restu's steps.

After arriving home, Farada went straight to the room and sat staring at the window. It just so happens to be sunny weather. The moonlight is so beautiful tonight, though the full moon may be past a day or two.

He was pensive to remember Restu's words earlier. You have to choose. Yeah, he should!

Restu, the guy who doesn't talk much. Less sense of humor. When was the last time she saw a smile on her husband's lips? I don't know if he forgot. His life was hard, and everything had to be orderly.

But, behind it all, Restu is a man who has a high allure. Able to attract the opposite sex with his rigid personality.

Also, don't forget he can make Farada not warty if nearby.

Farada kept silent for a long time playing with his own thoughts. Then he remembered something, then got up to open his desk drawer and grabbed a box and opened it.

The girl looked at the gundam in her hand. Sad and makes him smile.