
The night wind was blowing slowly, the rustling sounded faint and soothing, very harmonious with the susana drawn around.
In a garden overlooking the pool, chairs are neatly arranged around a long table full of dishes. Beside it, there is a smaller table, which contains a triple birthday cake.
Laughter and romantic music blends melodious, rhythmic with the sparkling lights that glow beautifully. Although there are not many and only close family, but Elsa's birthday party this time is quite luxurious.
"Thank you so much, Mom, I've celebrated my birthday so much. I'm really happy" said Elsa.
Right now he was not licking, it was true that his heart was very happy. Derri's younger siblings as well as his nephews, each gave expensive gifts. There are limited edition bags, luxury dresses, mekap sets, and there are also jewelry. The greatest gift from her husband was a car.
"I'm your husband, honey, should've done this." Derri answered while clutching Elsa's waist and kissing her forehead affectionately.
A moment later, the party began. With Derri, Elsa stands in front of the cake and blows out the candles. Then, he cut his first cake and fed it to Derri. Then, the waiter came and helped cut the cake for everyone present there.
When everyone was busy eating the dishes, Rendra came while carrying a black velvet box. He approached his father and stepmother with a difficult-to-understand facial expression.
"Happy birthday, Mother. Sorry, I'm late. Rayen was still on the phone, there was something important that we had to discuss," said Rendra while giving a velvet box to Elsa.
"It's okay, we understand you're very busy" replied Elsa.
"Next time don't do this, Rendra. Not good as the others. Your brother and sister-in-law have been together since the beginning." Derri interrupted in a soft voice so as not to hear anything else.
"Sorry, Pa." Rendra looked down for a moment. "Oh yeah, Mom, sorry I don't know what stuff Mom likes. So, yesterday with the origin of choosing the bracelet. And I'm sorry it's just a regular pearl, so I'll try next time I can give you a more valuable bracelet" he said.
"Thank you very much, Rendra. It's an expensive gift, don't you think so." Elsa smiled after seeing the bracelet from Rendra. "Come, enjoy the meal and join the others. We're having fun tonight" he continued.
"There's a wind of what suddenly you love a gift as good as this. Though you say ordinary pearls, but I know these pearls are expensive. I'm sure the price is above ten million. Are you beginning to realize that I am beautiful and not worth ignoring? Good, it means your eyes are not blind anymore. Stay home often, I'll give you a chance to have fun with me" inner Elsa confidently.
"Women who like to exchange their bodies for money like you, will not realize that it is just an imitation. Who would give you a real pearl, a waste of money. But, you don't have to worry, in the near future I will give you a more valuable bracelet. The bracelet that you will remember forever," said Rendra in his mind.
"Renra!"
Rendra turned his head and looked at someone who called him—Fadila Dirgantara—adik Derrion Dirgantara.
"Auntie." Rendra smiled happily, then slammed into Fadila's embrace. Among all the Derri brothers, Fadila was the closest to Rendra.
"Forgot the road to Auntie's house you, eagerly awaited never come. Promise tomorrow the day after tomorrow, tomorrow the day after tomorrow, until fifty-two days you do not look aunty. Auntie kangen, your masakin, Rendra!" Fadila grumbled as she gently rubbed Rendra's shoulder.
"Sorry, Auntie, I've been busy lately. Later, if there is free time, I promise I will stay at Aunt's house" replied Rendra.
"Udah is full as you promised, Ndra. Just prove it, no more promises!"
Rendra broke down a hug and stared fixedly at Fadila. His aunt glared at him, exactly a sulking teenager.
"This time it's really a aunt, not just a promise." Rendra tried to convince her aunt.
In the past, Rendra very often visited and stayed at Fadila's house, but lately rarely. Ever since her father married Elsa and learned of her scheming, Rendra has been busy with a lot of work. In fact, in the past few days he had spent his time in the Capital City. There was no time to see her aunt living alone, accompanied only by a servant.
"Andika," cried Fadila.
"Tante, don't cry." Rendra wiped her aunt's tears gently. He understood, living apart with a child is something that hurts, so no wonder Fadila always cries every time she remembers Andika.
"Dila, already. I know it's hard, but .. how else," said Derri.
"But, Mas."
"Believe me, Dila, Andika is happy. So, you also have to be happy," said Derri.
"Yes, Dik. Don't be so sad, we're still here." Elsa interjected and calmed Fadila. Not without reason she did that, but because Fadila was very royal to her.
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At 08:00 pm in the center of Jakarta. Mauren had just set foot in his house, very tired from a day of touring the factory and reviewing the work there.
Instead of taking a shower and taking a break, Mauren is still required to meet Adnan who is now on his way to his home.
"Capek anyway, but ..hold a moment. I'm very curious about Andika's identity, so don't let this information get delayed." Mauren took off the blazer and put the bag on the table. "Adnan is indeed reliable, in a short time he can get what I'm looking for" he continued.
In order to reduce fatigue, Mauren soak for a while in warm water. Then, change his clothes and curl his hair with origin. There was no time to decorate properly because Adnan was waiting for him in the living room. Mauren is not happy if she makes him wait a long time.
"Good night, Mr. Adnan," Mauren said in front of Adnan.
"Good night, Mauren ma'am. Sorry to bother you at night." Adnan looked down respectfully.
"It's okay, it just so happens that I haven't slept, just arrived from the factory" Mauren replied.
"Thank God then. I purposely informed you tonight and met you in person because. In contrast to the problem of Mr. Enggar yesterday," explained Adnan, who had suddenly made the heart of Mauren beat fast.
"Is Andika really a bad person who intends to harm me?" mauren was half-unwilling.
"Not like that, but___"
"But what, sir?" mauren asked impatiently.
"Andika Mantofany is not a simple person. He is the only son of Jeremi Mantofany, the owner of a fairly prominent property company in the city of Surabaya," said Adnan.
"Their names are very foreign and the business is engaged in a different field with Victory. So, what's the motive?" Mauren frowned. He could not guess what was behind Andika Mantofany.
"Mr Mauren, in addition to this identity, I also get other information."
"What's that?"
"Andika___"
Seriate...