The Story Behind the Curtain
A Different Attitude

His lips can smile wide. However, in her little heart; Handoko berated and berated Erli—the woman who had made her hurt.

“Don't call me Handoko Dwijaya if it can't get you kneeling at my feet!” gerutu.

A perverted man like Handoko would never give up on doing such a thing, even he justifies every means so that the target he wants he can get. No wonder, right? Out there are many striped men who in the name of kindness to ensnare young girls and stupidly they are lulled by the seduction of striped men.

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Zulaika's mood was not good. However, after he arrived at an expensive restaurant, in the SCBD area, Sudirman Central Business District, Jl. The window. Sudirman.

The middle-aged woman got out of the taxi and stood right in front of the entrance, Marlita who had been waiting since then was now approaching her special guest. Seen her charming smile welcomes the arrival of Zulaika, hugged the mother of her friend.

This was what Marlita craved, Zulaika's warm attitude. However, all this time the middle-aged woman always welcomed Marlita with a wry smile.

Even Zulaika was always cold and no-nonsense to make Marlita sick, especially Rafan's mother was always blocking Marlita's move to approach Rafan.

This time Zulaika's cold attitude vanished just as if swallowed by the earth. The dustless blue sky changed Zulaika's attitude to be gentle and presented many smiles.

“Excuse Lita, yes, Tan! Lita should have picked up Auntie. However, because of the circumstances Lita was forced to send a taxi to the house of Auntie,” Marlita said on pleasantries.

“Nothing, you don't feel bad so!” zulaika replied as she looked at the face of the girl who was now sitting in front of her.

Marlita smiled as she clasped Zulaika's left hand, the chatter of the two men stopped when the waiters came to serve various best-sellers at the restaurant. The first dishes that waiters serve are Prawn Tempura, Wonton Noodle Soup and other foods.

The luxurious breakfast passed without any chatter, Marlita occasionally looked at Zulaika's face and saw an arch on her lips. While enjoying the atmosphere of their closeness, Marlita's phone suddenly rang.

“Sorry, Aunt.”

Zulaika nodded and invited Marlita to open her phone.

Remember message! Do not let the woman worship, a short message from someone.

Ready, you don't worry! All controlled. Marlita replied to the message while smilingly looking at Zulaika.

“Tante want to add?” ask the girl while leaning her body.

"No, Aunt is full.” Zulaika sipped his drink.

After the breakfast was over, Marlita drove Zulaika to the front of the restaurant.

“Thank you, already want to take the time for Lita," said Marlita while presenting a brown paper bag.

“This what?” Zulaika examined the paper bag that Marlita gave.

“Make Rania and wife Rafan, Tan.” The girl smiled as she answered Zulaika's question.

“Tida need Rich gini, Honey!”

“Nothing. It's a thank you sign Lita because Auntie already wants to accompany Lita breakfast,” she said gently.

“Tante who should be grateful. Already invited to eat at a restaurant as good as this,” said Zulaika with eyes that squint.

Friend and boss Rafan smiled and waved his hand towards the car Zulaika who has now drove slowly.

“Why haven't I done this in the past?” his murmur was soft, “thank you Vin. Thanks to you, I can feel the warmth of Rafan's mother,” continued Marlita.

Just stepped inside the restaurant, out of nowhere there appeared a boy who hugged Marlita's waist suddenly. The girl is shocked, but Marlita's shock turns to happiness.

“Cello ...,” strangles Marlita while hugging her niece.

"No, I'm here alone. Where are papa and mama? No, I'm here alone. Where are papa and mama?” marlita asked her only niece.

The index finger of the boy shakes the corner of the room. Immediately Marlita saw the direction of Cello's finger, the girl with narrow eyes smiled broadly at the sight of her brother-in-law in a big pregnancy.

“Why didn't you guys tell me?” marlita protests with her arms folded in front of her chest.

“It's a surprise,” says Margaret.

“I don't like it!” marlita answered.

Cello—sang niece pulls out her giant dress.

“Why is Auntie angry? Mama didn't do anything wrong, why is Aunt angry? Mama did nothing wrong,” protested Cello with turbulent eyes.

Marlita chuckles at the sight of her niece getting angry, Cello's cute facial expression makes her tantalizing and pinches both of her piercing cheeks.

“Koko wants to settle in Indonesia, again?” Marlita glanced for a moment then took a ride on Cello.

“No, I'm just on vacation for a while. Why Ta?”

“Not many, if you are here ‘kan I am not lonely anymore.” Marlita kissed Cello back on the cheek.

Three years ago, Arya moved to LA. Aryan and his wife and child settled there, moving them in because of Aryan stupidity who wished Margaret love and reneged on the sacred promise that he had said first.

Fortunately Margaret was still patient and willing to accept Arya back, therefore she accepted the conditions put forward by her wife to leave Indonesia.

“How's Rafan doing, Ta?” arya asked casually.

“What wind is Koko, ask Rafan?” His forehead frowned as he looked at Arya's face.

“What's wrong with asking about the man of your dreams?” sahut Arya, “does he do something painful?” continued Arya while looking intently at the sister.

“Mana there!” refute Marlita, “Rafan is still Rafan, he is always polite and kind. Not rich Koko who likes to get angry!” he continued with a taut tone of voice.

“Stop yes! Just met you already fighting. Is there no longing in the hearts of you two?”

Not yet finished Margaret said, Marlita and Arya had snatched with the exact same speech.

“Rindulah!” Instantly the brothers looked at each other and a second later the three gods laughed out loud to the point that all the guests looked at them.

The attitude, nature and behavior of the brothers were exactly not the slightest bit different, their mother and father to the astonishment with their two children. Every day we fight and fight over a lot of things that are not important.

“Ta, can you help Cici?”

“What's Ci?” answer Marlita quickly.

“Cici wants to go to the toilet, but Cici's stomach is a little crampy. Can you help Cici?” margaret's soft pinta.

The girl with narrow eyes moved from her seat and approached her sister-in-law. When they reached the toilet, Margaret stared intensely at Marlita.

“Are you happy to live this?” I hold Marlita's eyes.

“Cici Means?” marlita asked confusedly.

Margaret sighed, “Try you thought well, the action you did!” said Margaret advising her sister-in-law.

“Do not convoluted Ci, just go straight to the point!” marlita said with narrowed eyes.