
The mansion is in an elite housing complex in the city. European-style multi-storey house with its large pillars further adds to its luxurious feel. A flower garden in the house looks neat. The wall of the fence was very high and strong. It was very difficult even to be able to peek at the front of the house.
The house consists of 3 buildings. The first building is on the front, the shape is like a pendopo, quite spacious. This room is often used to entertain guests of the host. The building is next to the security post. The second building is in the middle, which is the main residence. The third building is in the back area, opposite the second building separated by a swimming pool. The third building is commonly used by the host as a workspace.
The owner of the luxury house was named Roy Adiputranto, a construction company owner, and also some elite housing. He is almost 70 years old, but still looks handsome and handsome. His beautiful wife named Ny.Kinanti Adiputranto, a retired banker who also still looks charming in his old age.
They were blessed with a son, Ray, who preferred to devote himself to the Internal Medicine Specialist instead of continuing his father's business empire. This is also what makes the relationship between Father and Son becomes a little stretched. Mr. Roy still can not accept the decision of his only son to choose a different path with his father.
The family is also famous for being generous. They have several social foundations, and also become donors in some Orphanages. Mr. Roy spent more time in the workspace, or went to visit his construction project, while his wife, since retirement, spent more time taking care of his flower garden.
"Morning, mam.." Ray greeted the mother who was arranging her orchid pot.
"Morning..." Mrs.Kinanti returned her son's greeting without turning her head.
Ray sipped his coffee and sat down near his mother. "Mom didn't go to Aunt Netha's birthday?" ask again. Aunt Netha is the youngest sister of her mother.
"No, ah. Mama males.." replied Mrs.Kinanti.
"Why, ma? Mama and Aunt Netha are very close." asked Ray.
Kinanti put the last pot on the top shelf, and looked into Ray's eyes. His face showed great regret.
"Mama males met sodara-sodara, friends of Arisan, just whoever it is. They, yes, if they have gathered, must be busy talking to their grandchildren." replied Ny.Kinanti with annoyance.
Ray smiled a little. "Bettle, huh. His son's friend mama no one is a handsome doctor like me, right? Mama should be proud of Ray, dong.."
"Well, Ray, if now the one who is proud is a grandson. You are, not married. You are so old, want to wait until mom and dad are both dead, huh?" Ms. Kinanti looked very angry.
Once again, Ray smiled and teased his mother. "Yaudaaah, Ray's wedding, yes.. Today?"
"You don't know how Mom feels. Not to mention you have to face the suspicions of your friends if you have problems with sexual orientation. You're it..."
"Gay?" ask Ray again with a laugh.
The mother's face was getting angry. "Not to make up for you. There is no history in the lineage of the mama family, or your papa, who is like that. So don't macem you, yeah.."
Ray hugged the mother who still looked very angry. "Patience, yes, mom. Ray doesn't want to be this old single either. But what do you want, Mam? There was not a single woman who made Ray want to marry.."
"Of all your co-workers? or your friends who modeled first? There wasn't one, Ray?" ask Mrs.Kinanti again.
Ray nodded slowly. "There's never been another woman, mom. The only woman Ray wants to marry first...."
"Don't say that name again." his mother cut Ray's words quickly.
"But I can't lie about how I feel, Mom. Ray had a relationship with other women several times, but you saw for yourself, right? They're not sincere, there's nothing as sincere as the girl, ma'am." said Ray again. Those painful memories came back to his mind. No matter how hurt he was, Ray could not lie to his feelings that he missed the girl so much.
"He let you down, didn't he? He married someone else." said Mrs.Kinanti.
Ray shakes. "I know him, mam. I'm sure there's a reason for everything. I haven't asked him for an explanation yet.."
From the window of his study, Mr. Roy observed his wife and son. He heard the conversation between the two of them. His hand opened his desk drawer and clasped a white envelope. The color began to fade, it seemed like the age of the envelope was also old.
Mr. Roy and his son's relationship has not been so good since. Ever since she found out her only son was in love with a daughter in the Orphanage funded by her. He didn't approve. His son deserves another much better girl, he said.
He witnessed very well how his son's persistence to defend the girl, until finally his son gave up. Surrender when the girl of his heart prefers to marry someone else than him. Mr. Roy is relieved, even if there is something stuck in the recesses of his heart. There was a secret he did not want his son to know.