Love Destiny (Fate of Love)
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Hana held a paper cup filled with hot coffee with one hand, while the other
others held phones that were taped to the ear.
“Yes, I will go home after all my work is done here” he said on mobile while
look out at the large glass window facing the front yard of the hotel building.
“You will stay here until after New Year, won't you?” His heavy Uncle's voice sounded at the end there.
“Of course,” says Hana while sipping her coffee plan. “By the way, Mama is still
in Jakarta?”
“dia has returned to Portugal, what's the matter asking her?”
“It's okay I just want to know if she's alive or not” Tone voice Hana
sounded annoyed when she remembered her mother
“No need to find out more, just take care of your life” Heavy and distinctive sounds make
Her uncle Hana looks a Mafia “Stop looking for your mama's whereabouts, forget her that way you'll live a quiet life”
“Alright uncle” Hana can only agree with the wishes of his uncle
From childhood Hana was raised by her uncle in Paris, her father had died when
he was still in the womb and his mother left herself alone in an orphanage fortunately the uncle who returned to Indonesia to know about Hana's condition
and in the end he was taken to Paris.
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[POV author]
While sitting leaning against the sofa, Rayhan was staring at the laptop screen in front of him. He has too often looked at the photos that appear alternately filled the entire laptop screen.
Photographs taken with his own hands and camera.
Photos with the same object. Photos of the woman. He knew he should no longer immerse himself in the memories of the woman in the photo. He knew he was inappropriate, but he felt unable to erase the woman's image from his mind, or remove her photos from his laptop.
His daydream was broken when his doorbell rang. His hand automatically lowered the laptop screen, then got up and walked to the door.
Rayhan blinked his eyes seeing Aisha standing in front of him
An unusual flat sharpener was slanted on his face.
“It turns out you still remember Rang” Rayhan stepped aside a little when the girl walked into the house.
there was no answer from Aisha, she continued walking and climbing the stairs.
When about to open the room door suddenly a hand stopped his movement.
“Is this how you behave to your husband?” Rayhan stared intently as if he wanted to pounce on Aisha
“Maaf” is just that word that comes out of Aisha's lips, she did not dare to look or even catch a glimpse at Rayhan.
Rayhan laughed when he heard Aisha's words
“So now you have to realize where your limit is aisha” He grasps his wife's arm Strongly
“I don't mean to make our relationship bad, but you should know your position
here, never interfere with my past life problems and if necessary in the present too, understand?”
Rayhan subconsciously said such a piercing word to Aisha
“Good, from now on I will no longer interfere in Aisha's mu” Life
straight into the room without turning a single glance at Rayhan.
After a long silence from each other Aisha went from the room to the living room, she
intend to continue the show watching drakor on TV but when it got there it turned out to be TV
being in the living room is a little problematic and does not want to light up.
Aisha looked at Rayhan walking into the kitchen cabinet and started looking around for sake
his mistress.
The half-closed laptop on the desk caught his attention. Not knowing what to do while waiting for her TV either, Aisha idly straightened up the screen
laptop and see what the man was doing before he rang the doorbell.
The photo of a shoulder-length haired woman was clearly displayed on the screen. The woman who smiled broadly at the camera was clearly Asian, but in the background was a statue of Liberty
“kak Hana?” Aisha was a little shocked when she saw a picture of Hana on Rayhan's laptop
“Is it possible that he also idolized Kak Hana?” Aisha laughed a little when thinking about it
that thing
.
Before Aisha could think any further, her photo vanished from the screen and was replaced by another photo. The same woman, but in a different location.
Aisha began to be amazed when she saw the next photos also featuring the same woman.
”Is this Hana's laptop?” think of her
Then the next photo appeared and Aisha was stunned. This time the woman was not alone
in the photo. Rayhan's husband was there too. It looks like the photo was taken at the restaurant. They both sat side by side and smiled.
It's just the woman
smiling towards the camera like the previous photos, while Rayhan smilingly looked at the woman. And that's no ordinary smile. In the photo, he smiled as if...
“Ekhem.”
Aisha gasped at Rayhan's voice. His face was hot and he felt
it was as if he was caught peering into someone else's secret. The feeling is not good.
“What are you doing there “ Rayhan said as he walked over to her.
“it hmm I want to watch TV but it looks like this TV is problematic” said Aisha stammered
while pointing towards the big TV that is on the right side.
“Tv is indeed being damaged, if you want to watch use Tv in the guest room just” said
Rayhan stammered He glanced at the laptop on the table with an unfriendly look.
“ya pardon why the laptop is still there” he said in his heart
Rayhan follows Aisha's gaze and sees her laptop already
Shifted slightly. “You opened it?” tanyakanya.
“yet,” Aisha looks pretend not to know “ I intend to borrow her to watch but
just wanted me to open brother Rayhan surprised me earlier” said Aisha.
Rayhan approached the laptop and turned it off. “Do not carelessly open the goods
someone else before getting permission”ketus rayhan who then took over the laptop.
“Sorry, next time I'll be a little careful in touching rayhan”'s luggage
“just use the computer in the room to watch”.Rayhan then gives A glass of warm Milk to Aisha.
“ grab this and go upstairs, I'll clean the kitchen first”
“no need sis, let me do her” aisha was just about to walk towards the kitchen but her hands were pulled by rayhan
“do you have no ears? Let me clean it up you go up to the top”
rayhan's tone of command that Aisha can no longer resist
“good .”
Arriving in the room Aisha could not artfully think about the photos on Rayhan's laptop.
He wondered why there were so many photos of Hana there and it seemed like they had never been uploaded by Hana on any social media account happy as if there is something between them that is not known?? If they are this familiar why when at his wedding rayhan looks silent a thousand languages, they also like to keep each other at a distance, what is it?
These questions continued to linger in Aisha's mind..
