Love Should Choose
Farada's new cafe

Three months have passed...

"Well, how's your sister, where is she now?"

Restu shook his head while putting his phone on the table, then set his eyes on his mother, "Not knowing, Mom. Om Herwanto day also I asked, but Om said he also had no news where he is now."

Soraya was silent while thinking. Tonight, he deliberately invited his son to talk about many things, a time that is rarely in able to remember Restu is now super busy.

"But I suspect Om Wanto deh Bu? He seems to know where Molan is. Om like intentionally covering it," continued Restu back.

Soraya frowned, "Kok, you think like that?"

"Somehow, I think it's like that. No way it feels Om Wanto can be calm while the person he cared for from childhood is mysterious. It's been three months but Om seems like there's no intention to look for him."

Yes, since Farada's rejection of Molan in the cafe, Molan seemed to disappear in the swallow of the earth. No one knows where it is. Until Restu rather keteteran manage the company that is now growing and at the same time increasing constraints. Fortunately, Herwanto helped a lot.

"Try you ask me again Om you, have a good conversation. If it's true, there must be a reason why he's covering it up."

Restu nodded, "Yes, try again tomorrow brother," he said and tried to shift the conversation to another topic.

Late at night, the chatter of mother and child is still continuing to discuss other things. Until finally Restu saw his mother yawn several times.

"Wish Mommy's sleepy, Mom's rest first yeah, it's ten, Mom."

"Yes, I'll sleep first. Oh yeah, you're off tomorrow, right?"

"No ma'am, tomorrow there's an invitation to eat out with the client. It's a potential investor, so I'm not good at it."

"Oh, yeah." Soraya nodded, He understood the state of his son who was super busy lately.

***

Farada left his waist while looking up to observe the shophouse he rented in a large mall and just finished renovations in magic into a minimalist industrial concept cafe. His efforts are growing now. He decided to separate the catering business with a cafe that previously was still mixed in one place. And it needs a new place.

The girl smiled with satisfaction. It is not wrong that he had to hire a professional architect acquaintance from Dian to juggle his cafe which is obsolete but looks modern and urban at the same time. The location is also very strategic, surrounded by office areas and located near elite residential areas.

"Farada?"

Farada looked towards the source of the voice. A handsome man in casual clothes greeted him and stood about two meters away on the left.

"Forgot?" the man smiled while extending his hand.

The girl did not immediately reply, she was familiar with the face but slightly forgot. He turned his memory back, only after that...

"Ah yes, Mr Bimo?" Farada just stretched out his hand, "how are you, sir? Not work?" after remembering who the man who greeted him was. The man who used to also want to approach himself but he ignored because of his reputation is not good in the eyes of women.

"Ah, you! Still call 'Sir' aja. Call 'Mas' dong! Today is Farada's red date?" Bimo smiled faintly at the name that Farada had never changed.

"You, aren't working? Since when?"

"Yes, Sir. It's been a few months since.Yes that's how it is!" Farada refused to talk about it.

Seeing the body gestures of the interlocutor uncomfortable, Bimo immediately remembered the incident that had excited because of the cancellation of the wedding of the girl, "Ehh.sorry! Waah...this is your cafe? Very good concept, can I try dong later?" bimo said unwell, He tried to divert the conversation then approached to pay attention to the cafe decoration in front of him.

Farada chuckled softly. Good riddance! Do not have to discuss the work, the edges will open the old story, the inner Farada.

"The concept is industrial minimalism, sir. We just opened the day after tomorrow, because the training of new employees is finished tomorrow. But, if Mr. Bimo wants to try it now it can, come on! free for today he..he," Farada laughed again, then invited Bimo in and coded the new senior employees some people were there to serve the best drinks and some snacks.

"Mmh..how does it feel, sir?" asked Farada after the classic milk tea was served which was immediately sipped Bimo.

"Wow! It's delicious, the taste of tea and milk is balanced."

"This is indeed one of the mainstay milk tea mix of this cafe Mr. Bimo," explained Farada proudly. "There are several other mainstay drinks, would you like to try?"

Bimo shook his head, he did not really like the cafe-style drinks. He's an alcoholic!

"I tried regular coffee, right?"

"There!" Farada then asked his bartender to prepare coffee.

They then engaged in light talks. Bimo's suble carrying made the conversation familiar. Bimo was a little surprised by Farada's current openness. In the past, the girl had always avoided him. He still remembers when he came to Farada at his catering, the girl chose to leave. Maybe because there was a heart he was guarding, Bimo was deeply entrenched.

Now Bimo felt Farada's innate warmth. The girl is more open to serving guyonan-guyonan dimeh from him.

"Now Mr Bimo is married dong? which girl did you finally choose?" tanya Farada smiled wryly. The track record of the man in front of him is no longer in doubt in romance, according to Farada.

"Ah, you! I sound like a jerk!" argue Bimo but the man laughed as well. "I'm not married, Farada. Haven't met a suitable one yet. Marriage is not arbitrary, there must be a match, must connect, one vision one mission, right?"

"Yes too" Farada nodded, a match, must connect! Well, the two meanings of the word are not found with Restu, which is the main reason for choosing to withdraw. How are you doing, Mas Restu now?

"Hey, is he dumb? Who thinkin', hayoo!" reprimand Bimo saw Farada suddenly speechless.

"Ehh..." The girl gasped, "don't think of anyone, sir. Just thought it was a problem said connect and fit it. I concur. Because it is important in a relationship. What else for the longest worship earlier," said Farada. Ahhh.sok my wise!

"Because of that, huh? cause your marriage is void with Mr. Restu, hm?" Bimo. Farada gave a wry laugh, he replied with a nod of his head. Not only that, but there's another reason Farada was built.

"But good the heck you didn't get married to Mr. Restu. I know who he really is. Before with you, he also never ga_"

"What earlier! Who am I really?" Someone suddenly cut out Bimo's sentence, he walked slowly towards the two of them. "Sokay know you!" the accusation was then with murderous eyes.

"Mas...?" Farada's eyes are breaking.