The Passion of the Actor
Season 2 Chapter 12

Of course Dipa returned the kiss, gently and soulfully. Until one point, Tita realizes it and immediately releases their kiss.

He looked at Dipa meaningfully. It was as if he wanted to find a cane that could sustain him to stand between the fragility of his life.

"Tell me everything, so that the tightness here can be reduced," said Dipa put her hand on Tita's chest.

"It's all wrong. We can't be together. Better forget me," said Tita took a breath and exhaled heavily.

"What's the matter, Ta? If you don't tell me, I know. What is incriminating about accepting me? Is it because you don't like me? But I don't think it's right to remember how you kissed you."

"I've got a future husband, Dip." Finally Tita's tears broke again. He hated to remember that, as if it became his predicate as well as his hand chain not to glance at another man. He's been nailed to death by the Samertha family.

"Certainly? If I'm still a candidate, I don't care. Only one key, if you love me, I will fight for you, I will face everything, as long as you want to walk with my hand," Dipa said to wipe Tita's tears with her finger for the umpteenth time.

"It's not as easy as you think, Dip."

"I wouldn't understand if you didn't tell me!"

Tita was silent for a moment. Taking a tissue from the top of the dashboard, cleaning the rest of her tears until she cleared her throat.

"I'm an orphan, exactly 12 years ago. My father, who was my only family member, was very ill. By my aunt, my mother's sister, selling me to a wealthy family with a high-temperature child. They want to pay for my father's coronation, and send me to school, with the record that I'll marry his son after college."

Tita was silent for a moment. Remembering those difficult times. "But my struggle was in vain, because after the operation, my father died. And I'm imprisoned by that deal."

"I will pay for all the money they have spent on you and your father's treatment" Dipa said firmly. Money is not about him. Even if necessary, he would exchange all his property for Tita.

"It's not that easy. I've signed a contract, I won't avoid marrying Regal no matter what. In fact, I've sold my womb to them."

"meaning? You're not married to their son?" Dipa's not understanding. If money matters are demanded, he will give them whatever they ask.

"Regal is actually married, but he has not been blessed with children. So her mother asked me to give birth to a child for the sake of their family's successor."

"Basic crazy. I won't let anyone hurt you. Take me to see them."

"Tante and Om I wouldn't agree. They're so afraid of the family's power."

"Ta, listen to me. You want to fight with me? If you want to keep walking with me, whatever the obstacles, I'll stay with you."

There was a seriousness that he saw there. Tita nodded. Maybe Dipa was sent by God to save her from the confines of the Samertha family.

At first Tita had tried to accept her fate, mengikhlaskan herself to be Regal's second wife, as long as her father can be cured. The punch and also the mockery he received from the man, he could still bear it.

Just because he continued college, making Tita can still buy their time to get married. Had there been no agreement at first Tita had to finish college, she would have been forced to marry Regal at that time.

He doesn't know Dipa any further. He also doesn't know Dipa's background, but if the man says he can deal with them, then Tita will believe.

Dipa pulled back Tita's hand to get into her arms. Enjoy the warmth in the rain.

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"So. I'm going home with you." Sidney looked at the liquid thing that was descending on a large scale. He likes the rain, but is afraid that it is accompanied by lightning, because it explodes and makes his feelings unsettled.

Paris silently watched Sidney. The girl was still busy with her dazzling gaze on the rain.

"Sid, are we dating, yuk?"

The voice was soft, the first time in the history of Paris to say something so soft. Sidney could hear clearly but she did not dare to look to the side. Do you know how dag-dig-dug is feeling right now?

Feeling unnoticed, Paris pulled Sidney's face to look at her. "Sid.... We're going out yuk?"

Gluey!

Sidney swallowed his saliva. Maybe he'll pass out soon. "Why the hell do you have to fuck me? I know you're just messing around."

"Who's playing? I'm serious."

"Continue, Brother Cici? you're the same as him going out, right? Even in front of me you had a kiss with him," Sidney was upset, had to be reminded back at that moment. If he follows his will, he wants to pull Paris and kick his shins because he kissed Cici, but what right does he have?

"That's because I'm upset to see you're the same jerk Steve, and Cici's problem, I'll decide him tomorrow."

Sidney quiet. Her dream was a step away, but what about Scot? He loved the man so much, even Scot was always there in every moment of his toughest. Always comforting her even defending her when their elementary school classmate taunts her.

They make those rules also for the common good. He couldn't have thrown Scot for Paris.

"Gue can't" she said, squeezing the side of her dress. It hurt and felt pain in his heart. Letting go of the person he loves is not easy.

"Lo don't like me?" Ask Paris, who has turned her seat closer to Sidney.

Sidney's eyes were locked by Paris's. Not giving him room to breathe until he feels tight. Slowly, Sidney's worries shook her head.

"OK then. I won't repeat it again. I love you but I don't want my will to be the same lo" said Paris, allowing her to sit, facing the rain that accompanies her grief.

Sidney was still staring at Paris. The man's cheeks look thin when viewed from the side. Sidney's tears without her noticing fell when she closed her eyes. He also wants to be happy. Blame him for being in a relationship with someone he likes? who happens to like it too?

Following the guidance of his heart, Sidney opened her eyes, then her trembling hand touched Paris's. The man turned his head, and saw the answer in the girl's eyes.

Under the roof of a closed shophouse, Paris confirmed their relationship. Gently kiss Sidney's lips. Full of love and affection. For not a day did Paris consider Sidney his sister, but a girl he loved so much.

With limited knowledge, Sidney replies to Paris' kisses, soft and deep. He was happy in it. Paris broke their kisses and looked Sidney in the eye for a moment before fusing the two of their eyebrows together. "I consider that kiss an answer from you, my boyfriend."

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