SECRETS IN LOVE
Episode 12 - Sorry

Amara finished her story. Raka still looked at him.

" Ehmm.. Mas Raka's... I'm done with the story..." Said Amara disperse the reverie of Raka.

" Oh.. Excuse me.. I didn't know about your relationship with them and casually invited him. I think this could be a surprise for you..." Raka down.

" Mas Raka succeeded.. I'm really surprised by this. Maybe if it was me or the mother who invited, they wouldn't be willing to attend the wedding of her own granddaughter.."

" Do you hate them?" Ask Raka.

" Not at all... I hope they've changed..."

Raka takes Amara home. There is already Bu Rima, Mr. Wijaya and Irgi who are waiting.

" You guys are home... "

" Yes ma'am, I'm sorry we stopped by for lunch first."

Irgi approached Raka.

" Mister, all the belongings of Bu Rima and Miss Amara have been sorted out like you ordered.."

" okay. While I sleep in the guest room. Let Amara in the master room."

Deg deg.. Amara was immediately bowed to hear the word room. He hadn't thought about this at all before. How can he sleep with a man in a room?

Amara just rested for a while, the sound of a car outside.

" Son Raka looks like someone's coming..."

" Let me open the door, ma'am..." Amara.

When the door was opened, Amara immediately recognized their faces, although Amara had never met the two, but she often saw the faces of her Grandpa and Grandma in Figura that her father installed.

While Madam Ratmadja directly looked at her grandson's face.

Tears appeared in his eyes. His hands trembled caressing the face of a beautiful girl who reminded him of his late beloved Son.

" The beauty of your daughter Hardi... "

Lady Ratmadja hugged Amara. A grandson she never thought existed.

Mr. Ratmadja was simply pensive to observe his wife's behavior.

" Lord and Lady Ratmadja Please come in.. " Invite Raka.

The view of Mr. Ratmadja is sidetracked by the presence of the figure of Raka.

' Created... Why is this young man so similar to Dipta..'

After getting acquainted, Raka brought the two inside. Amara still does not believe.

Miss Rima was only watching them from inside.

In the living room, Mrs Ratmadja is still at Amara's side. The longing for his late son seemed to be treated by looking at Amara's face.

Bu Rima approached her in-laws while bowed. At first, he hesitated to treat both.

The flashback

Flashbacks in the past made him freeze. When Rahardi brought his Wife and Daughter to the Ratmadja mansion, Mr. Ratmadja refused the presence of his son-in-law and grandson, because he felt he never approved of Hardi and Rima's relationship.

Rima was about to shake Mr. Ratmadja's hand, which he got even scorn.

" This hand should not be held by a shameless woman like you. Take your son away you will only bring suffering to Hardi for the rest of his life."

Flashback off

Ms. Rima closed her eyes, Trying to forget the old wounds was too difficult.

But opening a new leaf would be better.

This time Mr. Ratmadja let Bu Rima crucify his hand. Either for formality or acceptance.

" How are Mom and Dad?" Ask Bu Rima carefully.

" We're good.. You're great Rima.. Can raise your daughter well even without Hardi."

The mood turned awkward.

" ee.. Sir, you may be tired, please rest first in the room that has been prepared.." said Amara carefully.

" Whose daughter are you?" Jerk Mr. Ratmadja.

All were surprised by Mr. Ratmadja's question.

" Bod What-is. Of course she's Hardi's daughter. He's our grandson.. Didn't you see his face?" Mrs Ratmadja looks upset at her husband.

" If she's the Hardi Princess, why doesn't she call me Grandpa? It's only natural that I think she's someone else's daughter.."

Everyone smiled with relief.

" Grandfather. "call Amara shivering with sobs.

" It took you decades to get your Grandfather's title...." Mr. Ratmadja holds his grandson. The tears that had been held back had finally broken unstoppably.