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The sound of rain, the still hot coffee and their silence.

Illona and Ibra.

I don't know how many minutes they've been silent and no one's taken a vote.

"How's your son doing?" asked Illona finally, annoyed also he if he should not talk.

"Which child?" ibra asked confusedly.

"What kid do you have? I don't know which child!" he said, "hobby kok planting seeds, plant shares dong!" his lips.

"Oh, well, now he's in SD."

Illona was silent, meaning Ibra was still in regular contact with the demon Fransiska right? but what, the snake woman even became Adrie's mistress anyway? is this Ibra at the side?

"It's not my son with Fransiska Ta, that child is actually my sister, it's just that" he said.

That's what he means this Ibra, increasingly understand Illona. You see, neither Taka nor Ysabelle really detailed talking.

"I don't know whose name Ta is, because when I decided to move to the US I didn't want to know anything else. The wonder of the child was kept in the parlour." A little emotional actually, because inevitably the blood flowing from the child was the same as him. Ibra has a strong inner relationship, but if Ibra acts like an angel by taking care of her sister, Ibra is afraid, her heart will hurt. So choosing to let the child be in the orphanage was a path he could take.

Ibra doesn't want a wounded heart back.

"Oh," replied Illona, throwing a glance. Speaking of which they are in the cafe milih Ibra, Illona can see there are two pairs of teenagers who even play rain while carrying balloons. Cih, if pain just know the taste.

"Keep your son's mother's Elementary School?" Illona deg-degan well pasanya, because he is not sure if his heart is not hurt if he knows that Ibra has a wife. Sometimes he also does not understand the work of his own heart.

Girls like to be confused themselves.

But his mother said Ibra was not even married, right?

"His name is Olive, she's the one I adopted. The baby was dumped, I was depressed" he said slowly, he looked at Illona feeling.

Illona squinted, looking for honesty in the man's eyes. And what Illona saw was a look full of regret and longing.

"I've heard it all" said Illona.

He was trying to accept and apologize to Ibra and himself.

"And I'm sorry about you" he continued.

Already about to hug, Illona refused, she gave a sincere smile to the man.

"But, maybe I need a longer time to heal myself," sighed with a still sincere gaze, "I want to learn to accept, forgive myself, just as I learned to forgive you. Often I fail, I just realize that I am not really healed. I just run away from reality by creating problems and problems. Not very cool, huh?"

Unconsciously Ibra nodded, he knew very well that a relationship of the same kind of romance would be difficult for them to wake up.

They do not believe and accept.

They decided to accept, forgive even though they knew it would be a long time needed. But, it's okay, at least this time they tried. Not even play a role like a coward who continues to run from problems and just stay silent.

The wound will always be there, the pain is for sure. But the important thing is how to heal and stand firm will be the most difficult task to work on.

"Well, would I like to see your son? how's it look?" the first way to accept is to act as usual. Illona will not forget the wounds he has, he just needs to accept and make it a valuable lesson.

"Olive must have met you, she always asked why her eyes were blue while I didn't. I liked to answer because she had a mother who was like a barbie eating her eyes blue. He was very curvaceous, very fond of chocolate cookies, likes to disturb if I again make reports often even like to disturb my dating show time" he said with enthusiasm, he said, Ibra is trying just like what Illona is doing.

"Currently, the ones that do! he said he was busy worrying." said Illona, but in his heart hoped that Ibra was never close to another woman.

"And never liked the khilaf," his kekeh.

"Cowok mah is the same." Illona should be ordinary, not anything if such Ibra sleep with other girls, not even be unwilling.

"You also like well, hire guys where there's nothing good anymore" spray Ibra. They're a draw, so they can't drop each other.

"But they're delicious," throbbed resentfully. How can the Ibra know his innate behavior? did his mother say.

"Didn't I, that's a lip to kiss yah?!"

And they even forgot, used to add to each other's wounds now even fun to joke as if there was nothing.

They are grateful, from the many heartaches, the endless problem is indeed the truest way is to accept what has happened.

Illona was more amazed at himself, tumben nih well, he did not mengedramama or create new problems. Act like an adult woman according to her age.

Yes.., the times Illona wanted to continue so, after she thought it was actually all injured. It's just what distinguishes who is able to accept and forgive first. It's late, but not at all, right?

He was relieved, one problem was finished, though not completely. Because there are still two things that Illona keeps.

Their son and the most secret thing that Illona held herself.

But, like Illona hold it first. Let them accept the new first Illona tell, because to be honest Illona is always hurt if that is discussed.

It is better if he keeps it first, after the time he will explain everything.

Ah, Illona almost forgot her problem with Ares. They broke up in no way, right? about that people are already married or even choose to gather kebo? Ih, Illona was horrified by herself, she thought she was the most troubled woman. There are many, many women with demonic behavior who run away from hell.

Illona so kepo, how the brain tuh lakik, how could his behavior so. But, well. But it doesn't matter either.

Bodo very ah, dizzy.

"But, sometime we can check in right?" ibra asked jahil and the answer was the throwing of the bag was also a sharp delikan.

This is a man in love asking for a heart Dad! there really is no morality!