Will Never Let You Go
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Selly was surprised to find her son coming home soaked. Putting her H-flagged bag, she walked over with the towel she had previously asked from her domestic assistant.

"Why did you finish? Why is it so wet?" he was drying his son's hair.

Since the incident in London and his son who was always moody to shut himself up for a whole month, Selly did so pay more attention to his eldest son.

"Brailness."

If first Selly will babble is not clear because Darma likes to be alone, other than now. The woman had to lengthen her intestines even more for the sake of her son who was actually not okay. However, choose to keep everything yourself.

"Yes, you know, but what's the rain?"

"Well, will you go?" Instead of answering, Darma switched the conversation.

"Yes. Aunt Ingrid asked her to find jewelry to wear on her wedding day."

"Yes, Mama's gone. There's Bi Marni, I'll tell her she needs something."

"Dar .... You why? Same story with Mama." Selly could not hide her sadness. His eyes were already foggy because of the tears that were looming.

"I'm okay. Mama went there. Mama's the coolest, right, when it comes to jewelry hunting."

Selly cleared her throat to remove the hoarseness, then shook her head slowly. "Mama's namesake if Mama's kids are cool."

"I'm totally fine, Ma." Darma lowered his mother's hand from her head and forced her smile.

He climbed the stairs to his room. Darma does not not know if his mother is crying over him. Precisely because he knew, that's why he chose not to look.

The last two years he lived with a dead soul. His reunion with Ara makes him a little excited, but again it has to recede when the girl easily assumes that their relationship is over when she picks up the plane ticket that her grandmother offered.

However, Darma does not want to just resign. Darma knows that there are things that need to be straightened out. There was a misunderstanding that he had to resolve at least so that Ara would understand his choice four years ago. Ara had to hear the whole thing, and the girl could make up her mind after hearing everything from her point of view.

Darma glanced at his watch. It's five past ten. Ara must have reached home thanks to the raincoat she gave with the middleman of a small child. Yeah, he bought it. Amidst the heavy rain, Darma willingly got down from the car, asking from store to store if anyone was selling the thing.

He could not bear to see Ara cold. Hugging his own body as the day slowly darkened. If only the relationship was still like before, he had approached, he hugged, then he dragged and angered the girl in his car because his carelessness did not bring the most important thing in this rainy season.

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Ara got home along with Gusti who came home wet, and it succeeded in making their mother angry because the porch became dirty.

"How do you not want to say that everyone wants to go is always on record do not forget to bring a raincoat, but yes .. You guys are equally difficult to say, yes, rasain itself. Later if sick do not cry to be made this. I'm tired."

Ara just melengos. Which made Gusti look at him with a frown. "Mbak Ara was wearing a raincoat, but, what, her clothes were wet, anyway? It's so weird."

"Not my raincoat."

"Continue?"

"Dikasih. Don't you see it's new? Mine, isn't it, it's a feather."

"Whose people? A boyfriend? Gebetan?"

"former."

"Eh?" Gusti immediately followed his brother who moved first.

Ara who was feeling uneasy raised a murderous gaze to her sister. "What are you doing, anyway?" tanyanya while taking out the contents of her bag. Checking who knows if something is wet.

Instead of answering, Gusti's views focused on the wedding invitation that Ara had just placed on the dining room table of their house.

"Who's married, Ma'am?"

"Boss. Why?"

"No. It's expensive." Gusti was not interested in opening it. After all, the name of the invitation would be as good as anything the content is never much different.

Ara just nodded. He breathed a sigh of relief seeing that none of his belongings were wet. After that, he immediately went into the bathroom. Shaking his head so that the fever and his friends do not attack.

A heavy sigh sounded as soon as Ara finished cleaning her body and now she stared at the reflection of her face in the mirror. Everything felt like a question mark as Darma again appeared before him. Especially the attention that the man gave. Ara knew very well who gave the raincoat. Little thing, but enough to make his heart again hope. Didn't Darma know that what he did would only add to the wound? Their families are equally unappreciated. So, what was the purpose of the man coming back to him?

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