The Noodle In Love
47. Son..

The son looked a bit awkward after sitting between the three of us. My heart was quite content to see it uncomfortable. It was nothing compared to the pity that the Son gave me at that time.

"You really don't want to come out with me, Ling?" My son looked at my face.

"No. If you really want to talk, just here," I replied flatly to the Son. The man who used to be much more handsome to me than Jefri Nicol, now his face is even shapeless in my eyes.

Two people in front of me. Keke and Rushqi both play mobile phones compactly. They may be pretending not to interfere with my business.

"Ling, I'm really sorry about you. I am so sorry that I treated you as I pleased. Forgive me, Lingga," said the Son deeply and seriously.

"A dead person can't apologize. You've asked me to forget you and assume you're dead. I've managed to do it" I said spicy calmly, covering up the taste in my chest that was burning again.

"I was living at that time Lingga. I'm very selfish. I am a man who wants to win by himself. But you have nothing wrong. I'm just very disappointed, because you still don't believe me. I was upset that you were unwilling to accompany me at my house the night before I left for Canberra." The son is justifying his sitting position.

"Now I want to make amends for my mistakes and regrets, Lingga. Like I said, I'd really like to marry you if I was a real state employee. Alhamdulillah, I have become a permanent employee of the government, Lingga. Please forgive me," said the Son, stalling, wanting to hold my hand on the table. Very confident..

Quickly I pulled my hand and I avoided the handle. The wide hand that used to hold me often, only had time to touch the tip of the middle finger of my hand. The son pulled his hand back.

"How, Linga?" ask the impatient Son with silence and rejection.

"My age is two-two, I feel very young. I'm not getting married. So, don't have any hope of marrying me" I said cynically by asking my son. I hope his heart is really disappointed with my words.

"Your mistakes aren't fatal? You're just khilaf? That's what hurts. I'm actually lazy to tell you this. But you should know with the effect of your khilaf at that time on me," as I breathed in my breath for a moment.

"I came to Batam because of your desire. I fought to get to Batam also for your sake. I adored you so much back then. My heart is always intact for you."

"Only one of my faults is not my fault, without the wind without rain you cast me. You told me to forget you. Just assume you're dead. If so, didn't you also think I was dead? You also said, never look for you again. My number was then blocked. What pain have you not given me?" obviously I was long so that my pent-up heart he understood.

"I'm sorry, Lingga," said the Son with a guilty and regretful expression. The face looked very upset and upset.

"I have forgiven you" I said quickly to the Son.

The Son's face was bright looking at me. It seemed like he was satisfied and relieved by my answer. Feeling successful with his seduction and regretful expressions to me. Maybe it was a surprise for him too.

Not with Keke. The girl was surprised to not believe me. The phone he was holding almost fell on the table. I know very well how disappointed Keke would feel if I received another Son in my heart.

Rushqi, was furrowing his brows by looking intently at me. In fact, his phone was half thrown on the table. The man was pulling back his back and leaning restlessly on his chair. Those eyes are looking at me.

"Linga, thank you for forgiving me. I feel so relieved. Once again thank you, Lingga," said the Son as he relieved his face with both palms. Likewise, with my heart, it was so wonderful to see the Son so happy.

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