The Red Thread Destiny
First Person In Contact: 5

I don't know why I returned the message, and fulfilled her request to meet.

I tried to rethink, but the curiosity of what Dean wanted from me this time kept me going.

I began to prepare, before leaving I took my things on the table, and came out of the room.

I don't know if I really have to see him, but at least by meeting him I can find out what he wants

I know what I have to do, so I'll follow the game.

A few moments later ....

When I met him for the umpteenth time, I realized this was no coincidence.

But ... Did Dean come near me on purpose? or is he happy to bother me?

I feel so awkward, but .. Dean likes me?

"Dean, I want to ask you seriously, lo" I said, in a serious tone.

"What?" tanyanya relax.

"Why do you deketin, me? what's the purpose, lo?" I asked, with a serious look.

As if to confirm, that I am serious about my question.

"Haha ... you suspect something, same me?" tanyanya, while laughing. while I stare confusedly at her.

"But .. I actually have a specific goal" he said.

Right my guess all along, but why do I feel disappointed?

"Lo-lo has a certain goal in common, do I? what's?" I asked, with a look as if I wanted to know the answer right then and there.

"The answer is in the eye, me" he said.

"Huh?" Dean brought his face closer, he looked into my eyes, making me look into his eyes.

"What are you, see?" tanyakanya.

"Lo, what the hell? kidding me, lo?" my question, with a look full of wonder that made me, turned my gaze in the other direction.

"Not seriously, look at it one more time" he asked.I sighed, I looked once more into his eyes.

"What, anyway? all I see is my reflection, in your eyes." said I held back upset.

"That's her answer," she said, I stared confusedly at her.

"What, anyway? I think you really know me, don't you?" ask, want to be angry. until ...

"Gue likes you, you're the only one who's always there in the eye, me." I was silent, it was hard to show my reaction properly when the feeling of tekerjut came together.

Dean grabbed my hand, then grabbed it. He looked at me as if he was showing seriousness over it.

"It's .. lo again, get me again, huh?" I asked, looking suspiciously at him.

Somehow his attitude that always pranks me, makes it difficult to believe him.

...Can I trust his words?...

Maybe he was angry with me, so he ignored me, and only responded to me as much as we were together.

For half an hour, Dean didn't say anything. Dean seemed to be holding something back, when I felt wrong.

"Dean sorry, if I've made you angry" I said, in a sorry tone.

"It's not your fault, it might be his fault in me too" he said, trying to control himself.

"It's good to be conscious." I said, unknowingly.he looked confusedly at me.

"Yes ... I mean, you realize not the same attitude you've been to me?" he seemed to notice me talking, while I was at a loss how to continue what I wanted to say.

"Gue's aware, but you're conscious too, aren't you? the same feeling I have?" I was silent, I didn't know what to give an answer.

"Where do I realize, you think I'm a psychic, what?!" as if trying to defend myself.

"Gue no one said, if you are psychic" he said, I took a breath trying to regulate my emotions.

"Dean, lo nyebelin vow." he didn't respond to my words, he stared deep into my eyeballs.

"Dean?" Dean turned his face away, while I stared confusedly at him.

"Lo forgot my last words, could you?" I did not respond to his question, and tried to digest what he said from the beginning we spoke.

"What do you mean, anyway? you're playing me, aren't you?" I prepared to leave so upset, but Axell held my hand.

"One thing to remember, I don't have any intention of playing you." fell silent, as he smiled at me.

"Only I don't want to, too force your feelings, ngerikan?"

I smiled at him as much as he thought of me? how far has he thought of me?

"Mmm .. I _ "

"But _" he pulled my hand, didn't give me a word at all.

He took me home, then he went home.

I saw him get back in the car after saying goodbye, and left.

I never thought our relationship would become so complicated, after today how can I deal with it?

...The next day .......

...At 06:00...

I woke up, and my heart was pounding.

I took a glass of water, and took my phone.

There's a message coming in from Dean, I read it and then I reply to a message from him.

At the same time, I heard the door of my room being knocked by his voice.

"Shania, let's have breakfast" he said.

"Yes, Ma!" sahutku.

I put my phone down, then I got out of the room.

I went down the stairs, and saw the suitcase standing firmly.

...Whose suitcase is it?...

I entered the dining room, and saw my parents enjoying their breakfast.

"Ma, Shania saw a suitcase in the living room, who's it got?" I ask, they're him and look at each other.

Papa got out of his place, and stood before me.

My feelings are not good, my feelings are mixed.

Papa put his hand on my face, our eyes fixed.

I don't know why there's anything Papa wants to say, and it looks like I'll find out soon enough.

"Pa?" I saw Papa breathing, before the end he said something that surprised me.

"Darling, you remember Papa was talking about Papa's departure, right?" tanyakanya.

I remember - remember, then nodded doubtfully.

"Papa will leave at 10, so .. "he seemed to give a pause, before he finally continued speaking.

"From now on, Papa trusts the company with you, yes," he said.

That day came, but am I capable?

"Pa, Papa sure?" I asked, Papa nodded his head in response to me.

He pulled my hair off my shoulder, and stroked my head.

"Papa's little daughter is now big, what else do you need to worry about?" he said confidently, I just smiled awkwardly.

"Udah used to talk, we have breakfast again yuk." sidelines Mama. me and Papa smile to look at Mama.

"Ma, Shania's coming with Mama to the airport, yeah." Mama nodded in response to me, then we went back to enjoying our breakfast.

...Moments later .......

...Airport .......

Before Papa and Mama got on the plane they both kissed me on the forehead, and we separated from that day.

They both left, and I felt lonely.

I felt something was empty, I needed some fresh air.

...Now .......

...Kira - think it's lunchtime .......

I walked down the street in my car, thinking about my life.

Today I must live my destiny, to be the successor.

Am I really capable? or just the opposite?

Suddenly I wanted to call someone, I wanted to share my grievances, I pulled out my phone, and dialed a number.

"Hallo."

...Wawat!!! this voice!!!...