Prince Modosa
Chapter 50 (To be honest)

Today Hilman comes to Farah's workplace, he takes a leave of absence because he so misses his beloved. This time Hilman deliberately gave a surprise to Farah by giving an invitation of her choice that will soon rise in print and she will invite Farah to choose their wedding dress.

Farah who is preparing to go home from work is now surprised to see Hilman sitting as a restaurant visitor.

Her clothes were so neat and her good looks attracted some female visitors, some of whom tried to tease her with a smile and it was so obvious to Farah that she felt jealous.

"Let's go home, don't be here a lot of kuntilanak be made!" pierce Farah with annoyance.

"Cuntilanak? Where's?" Hilman frowned not understanding Farah's words.

"No, noh, noh..." Farah pointed to several women who had since glanced at her future husband. " They're flirtatious, steal - steal the same view brother."

"You jealous baby?" Hilman smiled happily as it managed to make Farah jealous. Farah has always been a smart woman in covering up her feelings. He prefers to be quiet and does not seem to care if Hilman likes a lot.

" Where is there a woman who is not jealous when her future husband is seduced by another woman." Farah threw her face the other way. He was no longer ashamed to express his feelings this time.

"I like you like this." Hilman smiled happily again

"Let's walk to the mall, I want to walk with you." Hilman held Farah's hand tightly to a famous mall in the city.

They entered a boutique in the mall, Hilman saw some kebaya for his wedding party.

"Which one did you choose? I want you to choose as you want."

"Abang.." said Farah.

"I want you to wear a kebaya or dress that you like at our wedding. The marriage you dreamed of, was like a royal princess." continued Hilman again

Farah felt moved because Hilman loved her so much that she would grant her wish to make the wedding as Farah wished. However, there was still a little guilt because yesterday he had lied to Hilman.

" Sister.., a I... " Farah stammered and scared, yesterday she had chosen a dress that had been designed by aunt Navysah.

"Please sir, can we help you?" the voice of a store employee makes Farah more confused to tell the truth.

"There is no mbak! Sorry we got the wrong shop." Farah quickly pulled Hilman's hand out of the boutique. And regardless of Hilman's question, Farah was still walking quickly and nervously.

"You're the one who did." said Hilman again, affectionate words always slid from his lips for Farah. And it always made Farah's heart rustle

" I'm hungry, let's go to that restaurant." said Farah, she's still trying to make excuses. Farah wants to be honest but she is afraid that Hilman is angry with her.

"Why are you, is there a problem? Hilman had since seen Farah eating nervously and uncomfortably.

" Tell me. " Hilman bribed his last meal. He actually did not feel hungry because since at the restaurant Farah he had eaten some dishes, but when he saw Farah eating with a fast movement, feeling nervous and uncomfortable, Hilman was hungry again.

"I want to be honest, but my brother is rarely mad at me." Farah bowed her head, as she saw Hilman's face so seriously wanting to listen to her.

"About what you used to be, why are you so scared."

"But really don't get angry?" pinta Farah is back

"I can't promise not to get angry, but I'd be more upset if you lied to me." Hilman stared at him intensely

"Actually the last month I worked part time in an apartment owned by Keken, he's the boss of brother Antoni. You remember, we used to meet him at D&R."

Farah recounts the beginning of meeting and everything that has happened the past month, when she was sick and when finally the man released her from part-time work. Several times Hilman tightened his hands hard. His face was so irritated that Farah had been dishonest to him all along.

"Sorry.." one word that slid on Farah's lips.

" Stay away from that guy! I don't like it!" Hilman emphasized every sentence that came out of his lips.

" Where is there a man who is not jealous when his future wife is with another man!" Hilman imitates Farah's words when she is jealous.

"We're just friends and I'll stay away from him." said Farah

"Pay all your debts to him, I don't want you to see him again." Hilman opened the wallet and gave Farah a card.

"No need, it's over. I don't have to pay anymore."

" Just keep the card, when he asks you to come don't ever want to." he said

Farah simply nodded her head as a sign of agreement.

"Cancel the dress you want at her boutique. I don't like it!"

"But bang, I love the design of her dress, auntie it's also very good."

" I don't like it!" hilman cried again while looking at him sharply.

"You've been lying to me, telling me the real work goes with another man. I don't like being lied to like this, Farah!" jolt Hilman with a high tone.

Farah could only bow her head, her tears dripping in the corner of her eye. This was the first time Hilman had been angry with her. As long as Farah knew Hilman, the man would only silence her for a few days, but not this time. He's really angry.

" I'm here, I want to surprise you, but I'm actually being lied to like this." Hilman

Farah felt even more guilty, sobs heard from her. Hilman just threw his face the other way. He wanted to wipe Farah's tears and apologized to her for making Farah cry but she immediately paused. For him this is a punishment that Farah must accept so as not to lie again.

"Let's go home." take Hilman without looking at Farah who looks so pitiful. He walked two steps ahead of Farah.

Farah followed Hilman who was now silent to her. During the car there was not a single broken word that came out of Hilman's lips. He just focused on driving without glancing at Farah.

"This is an example of our wedding invitation, I want to print it immediately. Choose which one you like." said Hilman after arriving at Farah's rented house, he gave some invitations to choose for their wedding.

Farah just received and got off the car without looking at Hilman. Hilman quickly darted away without looking at Farah.

"Youngpam... Huaaaa.." Farah's cry broke after her husband's car left. His heart was so sore that Hilman simply silenced it.

"Why are you Farah?" The grandson tea who was on the phone on the terrace saw Farah crying as she pleased.

"It's okay." Farah shook her head and entered her rented house. He huddled up in bed crying. Farah cried even harder when she found out that Dini was coming home late. No friends to complain about and tell what happened to him. Until nightfall Farah fell asleep from exhaustion to cry.