
Luna lay in her room. He breathed heavily. Mother Dance and Father Tristan peeked behind the door. They were also sad to see Luna.
"Look! As a result of your desire to tell me to bless them, does it not feel me?" Tristan's father blames Mother of Dance.
Mother Tati did not accept the statement of Tristan's father. "Kok Mommy anyway? Yes think Mother right, Luna also has the right to fall in love Well. No, no need to play wrong. Now, our focus is to make Luna happy and forget about this problem"
Tristan's father knitted his brows in confusion. "You mean, we find a soul mate for Luna;" Mother Tari nodded. Luna heard their conversation.
"Mother? Daddy's? What's there?" tanya Luna woke up from her sleeping position. Mother Dance and Father Tristan smiled at her and walked closer to Luna's bed.
Tristan's father hugged his daughter. "Don't be sad hold dear, Daddy's heart aches" Luna smiled and let go of the hug.
"See? I saw Luna smile, right? Luna doesn't papa Well, Luna's got you and Luna's little cousins. They always look after and strengthen Luna" Luna explained trying to comfort herself and her parents.
Mother of Dance and Father of Tristan know that Luna is lying. "Lun, Mommy wants to ask you. Answer honestly, right? You love Danang?"
Tristan's father glared at Mother Dance. Luna lowered her head and smiled. "Whether Luna loves him deeply, Luna won't be able to accept him anymore Bun"
Tristan's father rubbed his son's head. "Don't talk like that, son, we don't know in the future. Matches, your full right. Only God and you know that. Dad was disappointed with Danang, but, Dad was also aware. It's not all his fault"
Luna smiled wryly. "He is a man Well, that man must have principles. If he just wavers easily how will it be? Don't know, Luna is tired, Luna wants to rest" said Luna wanted to end the conversation.
"Lun, if you're willing to open your heart, do you want us to get along with someone?" ask Mother Dance again. Luna laughed when she heard it.
"What the hell is Mother? Wear the event fooled-dumbin all. Not ah, Luna wants to focus on the same career first" reject Luna directly.
"Try me son, there's no harm. If it is not a soul mate can still be a friend" elak mother Tari. Luna breathed. He saw one by one his parents who put their hope that he would want to with this matchmaking path. It makes him unbearable if he has to refuse.
"Yes, try it first. Who do you want to match with anyway?" Mother Dance and Father Tristan smiled hearing that.
"Alhamdulillah, I have an acquaintance. He's businessman. Still young, yes, about 7 years older than you" explained Tristan's father. Mother of Dance does not want to lose.
"Mother also has a candidate, she's Aunt Renita's son, Bunda's subscription boutique. That will finish the reception clothes Sigit and Muti, Hana and Ali. He's got a boy your age"
Luna laughed with her parents. "Two people?" They nodded. "Selection dong, choose the husband must be selective Lun" said Mother Dance spirit.
"Yes, set it up. Luna is really sleepy.... Luna is tired of taking a break. Daddy and Mommy can leave Luna?" They nodded happily. Tristan's father kissed his daughter's forehead.
"Good break, daughter. Sleep well son" Luna smiled and nodded. Dad get out first. Mother Dance hugged her daughter. "Mother knows your mind is in Danang, but believe me son, if he is your soul mate, whatever way you will unite. Although parents forbid it, but if God's destiny wills, all will pass by"
Luna smiled. "Mother's intention to fool what the hell? Ha's? How does it seem to hold the same hope for him?" Luna won't mention Danang's name.
"Hahahah, intention is. Yes already. Bobok. Good night little princess Mother" Mother of Dance rained down on Luna's face.
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"Nang, eat first dong. You don't eat from the morning" said Mamah Ana. Danang just shook his head.
"Don't torture yourself. There are still many women out there who can be your companion. Calm down baby, you can get a better woman than Luna"
Danang smiled wryly. "He's the best, ma'am. And how stupid am I to waste it?"
"What do you want??" Mamah Ana starts to get annoyed with Danang.
"Give back Luna in my life, my heart is empty without her. Please bring Luna here" Danang shed her tears again. Makes Mamah Ana even more annoyed. Because all day, Danang's job was just crying and crying.
On the other hand, his little heart said, he felt sorry to see the state of his son. Worse for his beloved. He feels guilty. That's why his son became like this.
"Nang, don't be like this baby.... Mamah doesn't want you to be sick. huhuhuhu" Mamah Ana cried to see Danang.
"Eat yes son, mamah suap darling" said Mamah Ana. Danang shook his head. He ran out of ways to persuade Danang. "Capek mamah takes care of you! Whether you want to eat or not!"
Mamah Ana left Danang alone. I don't know where he went. Danang closed his eyes. Calling the name Luna.
An hour passed, Mamah Ana returned to Danang's apartment with some groceries she took from the Danang cafe. Because the money is over. His credit card and ATM have been blocked by the Arka Papah.
He saw Danang fall asleep again. He put the food on the table. Closer to Danang. Sighing in rough breath. "When are you like this, Nang? How deep is your love for Luna? Until you were so destroyed? No, this can't happen. What should have been destroyed was the Tristan family, not my family!" said Mamah Ana.
He stroked Danang's hair and found out that Danang's forehead was so hot. "Astaghfiullah! The danang! You have a fever, son?" Mamah Ana began to panic with Danang's state. He contacted Papah Arka but he did not pick up. He sent messages and chats but he did not reply.
Finally, he called the security guard to help him take Danang to the hospital. Danang fever 39 degrees. He should be hospitalized. The doctor said Danang was dehydrated.
Papah Arka is coming. He felt sorry for his son's situation. "An, look at your actions. He's broken, he's completely destroyed. She told me once, the only woman who can make her heart always shake from High School until now is just Luna. Think of your son, don't just indulge your lust for revenge. Would you be willing to lose our child?"
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