Mantans
Chapter 45: It's not that easy

Who are you exactly?

That sentence filled Vita's mind, he was not a fool, seeing the respectful gaze of the employees here, Vita could conclude that Mamat was not an ordinary employee.

"Aren't you going in?" mamat gently reprimanded then approached Vita who was still fixated on the spot.

Mamat gently pulled Vita's hand and took her to the elevator at the end of the room.

Mamat pressed the button to the floor that became his destination, then stood side by side with Vita in the iron box that carried them up.

"Why?" mamat asked softly, Vita shook her head, her head felt heavy, Vita could not imagine the real figure of Mamat.

Tinkling the elevator signifies they have reached the destination floor, Mamat holds Vita's hand gently towards a room that Vita signals is someone's workspace.

"Don't strain, there's no figure of cruel in-laws inside." moda Mamat then gently pushed Vita's body inside when the door in front of her was revealed.

The room that Vita thought was a work space, in fact the room is a residence designed like an apartment in general.

With Vita's gontai step into the room, his legs limp feel boneless, even the oxygen supply stuck in the lungs can not get to the brain to make himself blank.

Vita obediently complied when Mamat sat himself on a three seater sofa, then the man squatted in front of her.

"Why hm?" tanya Mamat gently looked at Vita's bead eyes that were sliced chocolate.

"This is what Mat?" asked Vita in a stifled voice, as if there was a piece of stone propping up there.

"This is what I want to tell you." Mamat kissed the back of Vita's hand and sat next to Vita.

"I'm confused, why all of a sudden I'm so crazy."

"What's all of a sudden?" ask Mamat patiently.

"This what?" Vita circulated her gaze through the entire room that looked luxurious and elegant.

Mamat let out a long sigh, deliberately filling his lungs with oxygen before starting his story.

"My name is Mathew Alexandrio Praja I think you know because at that time it was a witness to your home sale." Vita was silent to Mamat's story

"I'm the third son of businessman Sutama Praja, five years ago I came to this city to seclude myself or you could call me fleeing, you know, I was left gone my fiancee the day before our wedding day, arguably our story looks like Vit." Mamat paused his speech, seeing Vita's reaction.

"Then why are you disguised as a motorcycle taxi driver if you turn out to be a businessman?" ask Vita curiously.

"At first it was a fad, because I saw the sincerity of ordinary people, they were very sincere" Mamat replied smiling.

"And fate has finally brought us together, seeing you so beautiful in your simplicity and the goodness of your heart, for some reason my old dead heart feels like it's coming back to life. I want to always be around you, protect you, love you, you have made me fall in love.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you the truth from the beginning, because I was afraid you were looking at me differently."

"Then why now do you dare to honestly open up to what you really are?" ask Vita with mixed feelings, understand dong if Vita also has its own trauma with the name of caste differences or social status of someone.

"Because I want to be serious with you," Mamat replied steadily.

"I am a widow Matt, do you understand what our society thinks of widows?!" ask Vita in a loud voice.

"What's wrong with the widow? I don't care about your status!" sahut Mamat's.

"I don't care about their opinions or responses, all I want is you, period!" mamat said stubbornly.

"I don't know Mat, please give me time to think about this." Vita shook her head, dizzy with the information she got.

Okay if Mamat really love him, not necessarily his family approves and accepts it like Mamat accepts himself too many obstacles later and Vita does not want it, exhausting for sure.

Nonsense if someone says all humans are the same degree, in fact the difference in status still affects the view of people really.

"I love you Vit." Mamat rubbed Vita's hair slowly.

"I don't know Mat, I can't make up my mind yet, sorry I'd better go home." Only that can come out of Vita's lips, he can't think properly, now he needs to be alone.

Mamat held her hand gently. "Look at me."

Without being ordered twice, Vita immediately looked at Mamat intensely.

"Follow away your negative thoughts dear." Mamat touched Vita's forehead while smiling.

"You know, didn't Mat scare me all this time? Even though I've made peace with my mass, I still remember how they left me just because I was a lowly employee's son, and knowing about you brought me back traumatized, our caste is clearly different." Vita breathed deeply.

"Before we go any further, we better stop here. I went home," said Vita immediately stood up.

Mamat was fixated, she gasped when she heard the door of the room closed quietly, rushing she ran after Vita.

"I'm taking it." Mamat grabbed Vita's wrist, grabbed her towards the car, the driver was ready behind the wheel.

"I can go home alone Mamat, plis justin me alone," Pinta Vita in a weak voice.

"No, I'll take you." Mamat insisted, opening the passenger door and gently pushing Vita's body to sit, he himself circled the car and entered sitting next to Vita.

The car walked slowly leaving the resort, since entering the car Vita had wasted face staring out the window.

Mamat held back, because besides them there was a driver with them, it was impossible for Mamat to speak something personal, especially Vita still looked shocked by the facts.

Not until thirty minutes, the white car of European output with exorbitant prices was stopped in front of Vita's house, without saying a word Vita directly out and into his house.

Presumably a trivial thing according to Mamat was considered great by Vita, Mamat sighed in frustration.

In this day and age when many women matre scattered almost in all aspects, there is here one woman not interested in the same man from a rich family, strange!

Mamat was still faithful in front of Vita's house, but the door was immediately closed when the owner entered it.

Though Mamat's initial intention to be honest was because he wanted to establish a serious relationship with Vita, Mamat actually fell in love with Vita.

Had disappeared for some time at that time, wanted to stay away, but the charm of Vita turned out to be able to trap him, knowing this would happen, it is better for Mamat to hide his true identity only.

"Road sir!" mamat's word to his driver after a while stayed there and Vita did not seem to want to go out to see him again.

Without waiting for the order twice the driver drove the car away from there.

While behind the window, Vita peeked at Mamat's departure with hurt feelings.

"Why the hell should lie all, even though I already like you, if later your family can not accept me how? I'm tired of having to go away again" said Vita, throwing her body on the floor.