The One More Chance
Promises

Mr. Avin stood in front of Regan's class for fifteen minutes and waited for Regan to step out of the classroom. But even though the school bell rang ten minutes ago and the girls left the classroom, Regan was still in her classroom.

Every now and then Regan opens her phone and records something in her book and keeps repeating. The look on his face was so serious, I don't know what he was doing made Avin locked up his intention to meet him since.

Brakes...

Regan's hand on the table shocked Avin. Seen Regan's jaw is hardened staring nyalang forward. Avin waited for Regan to start a little like that, then stepped into the classroom.

"Regan" call Avin in his full voice.

In a hurry Regan closed the book and put it in the bag, "yes sir" he said.

Avin walked up to Regan's desk and stood beside her. "Say you accepted an offer to study abroad?" Avin asked looking at Regan.

Regan was silent for a moment, she never told anyone about the scholarship offer except her mother "where do you know?."

"Their company contacted the father. So how?, Mother you agree?. They're asking you to call their director straight away, he says you already have his card."

Regan sighed, standing tote her bag away. "I'm not interested" he said.

"What do you mean?" Avin intercepts Regan's move. "This opportunity is rarely Regan, have you discussed with your Mother?."

"It's my life" said Regan. "With Mother wanting it, but I don't, Mother won't force me."

Regan again steps out of the classroom leaving Avin holding back her sex. Now he's been unable to talk, more precisely these few weeks.

This week Regan didn't come home with her friend, she chose to use public protection. Trying to change his mood before meeting his mother at home.

Regan's feet rolled up and looked at her mother who was counting the rest of the sales since this morning. Their rented house is also not large but quite decent for both of them to live in, the mother opened a bakery channeling her favorite and the rest in order to make money for their daily lives.

Regan's hands clenched, watching her Zahnya wipe the sweat with the tip of the veil she was wearing. Anger, disappointment and everything that made him want to curse him hold up.

Regan quickly failed to help Mother tidy the visitor's table. "Assalamu'alaikum." Regan kisses Zahra's cheek while carrying a tray.

"Wa'alaikumsalam Arz." Zahra patted Regan's shoulder and tailed. "Where is the problem of the scholarship?, Mr. Avin asked about it. Yes Mommy replied that you just told me you could get the rest offer you never told me again." Zahra dudu on the chair, this time she let Regan do the dishes.

Regan was silent for a moment, washed her hands and turned to look at her mother. "Regan does not want, instead Regan does not want to discuss it with Mother," he said softly but firmly.

"Ac ...."

"Arz beg you to respect Arz's decision, support Arz's every decision." Regan cut off her mother's words, stepped out and sat down in the chair beside Zahra clasping Zahra's hands tightly. "This is for Mother's sake" said Regan.

"Mother why?, most people want to get a scholarship out of Negri. If you go there your future will be bright, you will be ...."

"Mother" call Regan back to cut out Zahra's sentence. "Successful people do not have to go out of the country, without going out, Arz will always try to be the proud child of Mother. The child who will always make sure Mother is happy with Arz, we are only both Mothers, so do not just think about Arz's happiness, but our happiness together. Arz does not want to leave Mother alone, I promise Arz will always make sure Mother is not lonely, and always happy ."

Zahra was speechless, Regan's bright eyes were able to silence her. Not feeling her tears dripping, she stood up and hugged Regan tightly. Kissing the top of Regan's head many times, her son was already able to make an appointment and decide his own future.

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I promise I will always make sure you are happy.

A dozen years ago he heard the phrase, and now he hears it again from Regan, his son.

flashbacks

"Let's get married."

Zahra looked at the man in front of her flatly.

"Well, I have nothing to lose Ra" said the man in front of him full of confidence.

This time Zahra sighed, folding both of her hands on the table. "First, I'm still in college, Second I want to pursue my dream of going abroad and the last ...."Zahra smiled cynically. "I just can't believe you're sincere about winning, then how many months ago you were fumbling with money just saying You Love Me. Then continue to marry, ngajakin by renting all this restaurant. Come on ... don't play me ...."

"gue doesn't play lo Ara".

Zahra shook her hand "I still don't believe, don't...".

"do you hate me the same?".

Zahra's head shook. "Now, I'm willing to do something romantic. But don't overdo it until you hire all the coffee and restaurants".

"I don't care you hate me what not" the man looked at Zahra warmly. "But you have to believe I love you equally very, very love. I admit early on indeed deketin lo on the basis of cementan is not sincere because I love Vira, I just want...".

"Well, that's one OF THE REASON why I don't want to be together with you let alone married" This time Zahra who cuts by pressing the word The reason and pointing the face of the man in front of him.

"you can hear me when I'm done talking about it?".

Zahra shrugged her shoulders at the fool "If we marry and Savira comes back, does anyone guarantee you won't turn away again?."

The man in front of him was silent the gaze of those eyes was so cold looking at Zahra, making Zahra sigh. Zahra lowered her head to open her bag looking for something, she already knew the meaning of that gaze.

Disappointed?, yes Zahra was very. Because as long as the man in front of her asked her to be a friend to a boyfriend, she had already made Zahra happy many times, many times pounding even had his heartbeat as if it stopped beating for a few seconds when he first heard him say Will you marry me.

Fortunately, at that time his common sense made him realize, what the man in front of him must have a certain purpose. And even today this man in front of him cannot guarantee his heart is always for him.

Zahra's hand placed the brown envelope in front of the man. "That's compensation when you rented the cafe last month, if for this restaurant it looks like I can't afford a joint venture. Thanks for every thing" Zarah stood up about to leave.

"I promise I'll always make sure you're happy" the man stood up so they came face to face.

Zahra smiled sweetly. "Thanks, but my answer is still no." Disconnect and leave the man without looking again.

flash end

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