WHEN LOVING YOU A MY DESTINY
THE WLYAD 60

Almost an hour, the car that Azura drove by split the streets the night the capital city was still crowded. Hustle and bustle of life can still be felt even though it is on a highway.

Azura's car entered the P'avenue apartment area and stopped right in the basement. Azura who was about to open the door immediately, but the corner of her eyes caught the figure of Aretha who was seen leaning her head on the car glass. The girl was sleeping with a face that looked so sweet in Azura's eyes.

Azura approached, she released the seat belt on Aretha's body and woke her up. "Ay, wakeup. We're here." he whispered.

Aretha squirms, it seems that Aretha does look a little tired. So Azura did not have the heart to wake her up.

The two of them got down and walked slowly as they joined hands entering the elevator towards the highest floor of the p'avenue. Exit the elevator, they still have to walk a little through the hallway before finally arriving in front of the apartment room which is spelled out so very wide for the size of one person only. The classic Ornament in the mix with a masculine feel can Aretha feel when re-entering her.

"You rest here for a while. I went into the room first." gently rubbed Aretha's head.

"Mm, not for long."

Azura nodded in understanding. Then went away leaving Aretha.

A slightly bored Aretha waited, finally getting up and walking towards the glass door that led to the side of the balcony, although she had entered several times and came here. But he had never been around and looked at his lover's apartment that looked so big and luxurious. Unintentionally, he stared at the corner that looked so very attractive to his attention. There is a large glass cabinet in one room like it is a workspace. He went in and saw various kinds of trophies and charters that like his in got his lover was from since childhood.

And as the corner of his eye turned to the side of the golden charter, his eyes accidentally captured an old portrait. Which in the portrait there is a middle-aged man who still looks dashing is embracing a woman whose age is not much different. It seems they are a couple. Complete with three boys.

"Ay," call Azura who just entered and find her lover in her study.

"Sorry, I'm presumptuous."

"It's okay, baby. Why do we have to talk like that." Azura embraced, hugging Aretha from behind.

"Mm, are you hungry?" Azura loosened her embrace.

"Little." cried Aretha.

"Do you want me to make something?" ask Azura back.

"May." said Aretha, smiling.

"How about capcay and shrimp flour sweet sour sauce?"

"Emm, like her it's appetizing. I want you to make that special menu for me."

"Ready" saluted.

Azura went straight to the kitchen and prepared the utensils and ingredients, and cleaned them first. He wears an apron worthy of his professional chef. It took a few minutes until he could serve the food on the table.

"Emm, this is delicious" said Aretha who had tasted a little Azura cuisine.

"Bee, where did you learn all kinds of food? all the dishes you make are delicious."

"All that I learned from my grandmother, the grandmother who taught me various kinds of food when I and brother Arash in Paris first. Even Arash and I are so skilled at gastronomy. Therefore ka Tiara open the cafe at this time because he learned a lot from the two of us, even ka Tiara always discuss with me or ka Arash when you want to add a new menu on the cafe." he said while tidying up various equipment.

"Well, that's amazing. Can you make strawberry cheese cake.?"

"I'll make you a special strawberry cheese cake."

"Mm, now eat this first."

They ate, with so much wisdom as usual. Not much talk they let out other than the sound of spoons clashing on the plate. They finished devouring their food and now they are enjoying a moment together in the television room.

"Bee, who was the person in the portrait I saw earlier? like the portrait was taken, wasn't it in Indonesia?" aretha exclaimed as she leaned her head on Azura's shoulder.

"That's my grandparents who were in Paris. They live there."

"Oh, then those three boys, Brother Arash and who?"

"How did you know it was Arash's brother?" ask Azura without answering Aretha's question.

"I've seen it on Tiara's cell phone" replied Aretha honestly.

Aretha had indeed accidentally seen Tiara's cell phone lying on the table he was sitting with Zee, before Ammar and Azura came to the cafe at that time.

"You wait here. I'll grab something first."

Aretha nodded.

After a few minutes, Azura returned with a MacBook in her hand which she brought out of the direction of her study. Then sit down with Aretha. He opens his MacBook and he presses the on button. After the screen is turned on, it again searches for the saved files. Faced with a MacBook it towards Aretha, then clicked the folder with the name my family.

Aretha scrunched her forehead a sign she was confused.

There is a photo of a twin boy who is about two years old. Being in the arms of a middle-aged woman who was so very beautiful. It seemed to be the same woman he saw in the portrait earlier.

"It's so very similar, are these boys twins?" asked Aretha who was a little confused as well as curious.

"Yups, this is me and the other one is my twin, her name is Azera." Azura explained.

"You're twins? Then where's your twin bee? Does he live in Paris?"

"No, it was me who lived in Paris with my grandmother and grandfather and ka Arash. She lives with Mommy and Youra in Indonesia. My twins, they're gone first. Maybe God is more loving towards her. He died when he was 14, he had an accident when he wanted to see someone."

"Sorry, I don't know.(Sorry, I don't know.)" cried Aretha who felt bad.

"It's okay. Oh yeah Ay, there's something important I want to say. Maybe one of the things I want to tell you is this. I don't want to keep the feeling that I've been holding so I won't lie to you anymore."

Aretha was increasingly confused by Azura who was talking seriously. Yet Aretha still tried to focus and keep hearing her lover speak.

"What does this have to do with me. Why did he keep saying he didn't want to lie to me." Aretha muttered inwardly.

Azura again menslide photos in her MacBook. This time, there is a large family photo of Albareesh consisting of. Zielbalaga Bareesh's. A middle-aged man, Azura's grandfather, was sitting on his oversized chair with his beloved wife, Ayca Berguzar Bareesh. A middle-aged woman who still looks beautiful at her age who is not young anymore. The grandmother of Azura, and Daddy Made Pierre Eglar Albareesh who is the father of Azura" he explained slowly.

"Ayca Berguzar Bareesh? such a name is not so foreign to my ears. But where have I ever heard that name.?" pekik Aretha tried to recall a name that he thought seemed not so foreign. But Azura just fell silent and continued to menslide the following photo on the last photo in the polders.

A moment Aretha was silent. Look at the photo in front of her. "This woman" Aretha pointed at the woman with her index finger and looked straight at Azura. Expect to get answers from questions centered in his or her brain at this time.