The Passion of the Actor
Season 2 Chapter 33

If you have established your heart, focus on one goal, Paris can certainly achieve it. With the invitation line, Paris has even been hosted by several state campuses that are notoriously difficult to penetrate. That is, without taking the selection exam, Paris can already pitch there.

Not only did he achieve his goal, Sidney also made it into the top 10, ranked 4th and rose to the IPA 1 XI class.

Although already on the safe list, but Paris did not want to accept the invitation, he wanted to prove that through selection he could enter.

Evidently, after the results of the national exam came out and it was certain that he held the highest score, Paris was also accepted at the campus he was looking for. At the moment he is in a dilemma of having to follow his heart in college in Jakarta or his father's choice in London. Even though he decided to study in Jakarta to be close to Sidney, but honestly, the little heart of Paris wants to study in London, as he has always wanted, his father wanted him to continue his studies there.

To be always close to Sidney, he must have chosen to study in Jakarta, but small talk between his parents made Paris became worried again.

"I have promised to approve his choice, but my dream has not been fulfilled. Honey, I also know that Paris is eager to study at Oxford."

"How else, Paris can't be far from Sidney" said Raya.

"As a man, Paris should have principles and full trust in Sidney. We're here anyway, who'll take care of Sidney. If we have to, Sidney's out of school, we'll apply."

Ris, ask your heart, who is the most important person in your life, so fight...

Paris was at war in his heart. He gave up his dream, choosing the more important thing in his life, Sidney.

"Where did you decide to go to college?" Elrick asked as they gathered in the living room after dinner. Oma, who was always in her room, was with them that night.

Paris nodded. "I went to college in Jakarta, Pa."

"Have you thought carefully? Will there be no more regrets? Think carefully. Youth cannot be repeated. If you choose the wrong choice in your youth, it will be difficult and bring regret in the future."

Paris was silent, did not dispute what his father said because in his heart, he justified what the father said.

"Let's, Pa. I'm sure the choice that's in front of me right now is the right choice."

Behind the walls of the room, which became the boundary between the main room and the family, Sidney silently heard all their talk. The sadness that covered his heart brought him out of there.

His arrival even though he wants to meet the request of Paris who will invite him to watch as a congratulations for him because he managed to get the ranking.

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Paris, who contacted Sidney, did not get an answer. Once again contacted, still the girl did not want to pick up her phone.

"Why else, Sid? I guess we haven't had a fuss in the past few days, why don't you pick up my phone, anyway?" he stared at the screen of his phone.

Sidney's face filled the screen of her phone. If a man saves and wallpaper his phone with a photo of his beautiful lover, different from Paris, he actually displays a photo of Sidney who fell asleep while opening her gaping mouth. The photo was taken when the girl fell asleep while studying with Paris.

"If not for love, I've caught your head, Sid," he grabbed his jacket and immediately came down.

Already considered like his home, Paris just entered the house of his lover. Sidney sat on the couch in the viewing room. One hand held the television fuss while squeezing, choosing an interesting broadcast, but nothing stuck in his heart. One other hand propped up his chin, lazy and also irritated as seen from his face.

"What am I wrong again? Why is it so bad for our princess?"

Sidney who feels insinuated does not take a headache. He remained focused on the glass screen even though he could not focus at all.

Paris moved her seat closer to Sidney. Still not getting a response from the owner of his heart, Paris took the remote and was protested Sidney although in the end let Paris do what he liked.

The smell of the shampoo that fills his sense of smell indicates that the girl has just shampooed.

Patiently, Paris pulled Sidney's chin, until the girl finally looked at him. "What's up, honey?"

"Do you like going to college here?"

"of course. Why ask again? That's my dream."

"Do I mean anything to you?"

"Very. Beyond anything. This is what you are, anyway? how about gini? What's up?" Paris was increasingly confused to see his idol who asked trivial things, which he himself already knew the answer.

"If I mean so much to you, why lie to me?"

"What lie? I'm not lying."

"That's what you just lied about. I know your heart would rather go to college in London. Please don't cut it." Sidney said when she saw Paris wanted to talk.

"If you love me, you should love yourself. I'm not her so love is more you if for the sake of being by my side, you sacrifice your dreams, your ideals."

"What the hell are you talking about? I really want to see it here."

"Why still lie to you, even though I asked you not to lie to me. I know you want to go to London. Go, Ris. So weak is your love for me, that you think when we're far away, I'll stay away from you? Forgetting you? I'm not that bad, Ris," said Sidney in tears.

"Sid, don't cry. I beg...."

"Eat him, you don't make me sad either. We can still date the LDR. I can, really. I will also save my pocket money to be able to buy tickets there. I'll come visit you..."

Paris could not bear to hear Sidney's words, so decided to hug the girl tightly. Feeling the thump in his chest. "Remember this pound, Sid. It's just for you. Until I die" he whispered with teary eyes, lucky they hugged each other until Sidney didn't have to see the tears.

"I will miss you very much. How can I live away from you? Ever since you were born, I've been near you."

"Remember the lock of your heart? I'm holding it, right? So, no one will be able to go inside, steal your heart from me."

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