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The night wind blows into the bone. A heart that tries to be strong can now only show its fragility.


Tasia is now sitting pensively staring at the album containing photos of her along with her two-month-old son.


“Mom loves you Ar”. She looked at the photo she was holding.


While elsewhere. Marcel's memory is twisted again where he collides with a man in the boutique earlier.


“Hahaha ... Arion Klead”'s. The grunts smiled cynically.


“I promise never to leave you mom ... Whoever it is .. The person who will separate us includes Dady ... I'll never let you cry again”


“I love you mom”. His murmur tried to close his eyes and slowly he fell asleep.


...•••••...


The morning arrived. In a swimming pool looks marcel who calmly down the depth of which almost reached three meters.


The hobby that has been embedded since childhood makes him always get the highest champion in every class.


“Honey ,Have his swim now dry your body”. Shouted Tasia carrying a white towel in her hands.


Byurrrs


Marcel appeared on the surface and sat himself by the pool.


“Look, your lips are already pale it”. Said Tasia wrapping the towel she carried on the son's body.


“Tak what mom ... It's just my body's response ... I just don't feel cold”. Marcel's words calmed his worried-looking momy.


“Baiklah ... Rinse your body and go to the dining room yes .. mom has prepared food for you”. Tasia left her son.


After rinsing and wearing his clothes, Marcel went down to the ground floor to relieve the tantrums of worms in his stomach.


In the dining room, there is already opa, his ayi and his beloved momy, while his uncle Arka is having affairs abroad.


“Morning too ar”. Answer Them.


“Wahh no sauteed kale ”. Marcel said looking at the food in front of him.


Before her grandmother died. Marcel is often made of Javanese-style food. So Kale stir fry is one of the favorite foods of the young master.


“Iya, now eat and spend”. Tasia.


“Like her tomorrow I'll start school mom”. Said Marcel while taking a side dish for him.


“Iya, like her so”. Tasia.


...∞∞∞∞∞...


Her day. Tasia is preparing to meet Arion according to her promise yesterday via social media.


“Honey, mom to the boutique first yes. Later if you need what call Lian just”. Tasia said to her son.


“Iya mom, Ar ngerti”. Answer Marcel.


Tasia went down to the ground floor and entered her car without using a driver. His feet are better to be safe when on the road or driving.


The BMW i8 car was speeding down the solid road.


Thirty minutes drive. He was at a star-studded restaurant. He got out of the car and circulated his gaze, focusing on a man who was busy with a mobile phone and several bodyguards near him.


“Siang Mr. Arion Klead”. Sapa Tasia sat down in front of Arion without asking.


“Hmm, Jump to its point just”. Arion To the Point.


“Good..


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