That night Ella daydreamed more, after preparing for the Huxley family dinner. She and her mother helped Floretta in the kitchen.
Ella also ignored Edward, who often glanced up at her with suspicious eyes.
After everyone went home, Alvin, Ella, and Laras were left enjoying their dinner in the kitchen.
"Laras, is that true? You're going to resign?" Asked Alvin. Laras immediately looked at Alvin and put her fork on the side of the plate.
Meanwhile, Ella was just listening and still thinking about something that was still on her mind.
"That's right, Alvin. I've discussed this with Mrs. Huxley, next week Ella and I will be out." Lara's answer, immediately made Ella choke with her own food.
"What?! Next week. Shouldn't it still be a few months, Mom? Why is it suddenly this fast? Ella started to stop eating the rest of her dinner.
"Yes Laras, Ella is right. Why so suddenly?" Alvin also didn't eat his food, his eye started to stare at Laras and Ella alternately.
"Ella, take it easy. I have already got a house that is quite cheap there. If we don't take it immediately, someone else will definitely take it." Said Laras trying to calm Ella's gaze who still wanted to protest.
"But Mom ... You should be able to talk to me first ..."
"Ella, we've talked about it, haven't we? And you've also agreed to this. Why are you even being weird now?!" Laras cut Ella's conversation.
"Hey .. you two calm down, ok! I don't want any fights here. I'd better leave you two, so both of you can speak properly." Alvin got up from his chair and put his plate in the washing area.
After that Alvin really left Laras and Ella together in the room.
"Ella, isn't this what we both wanted all this time? Starting something new. That's what you always say. Even I have bought the house there. It's not big, but the house is very beautiful." Said Laras earnestly.
Ella looked at her mother's face with mixed tastes.
True, all this time she and her mother had always wished they had their own home. And can start their new life. "
"Mom...? Can I ask you about something?"
"Yes... I hope you no longer ask or get angry about my decision," said Laras.
"No, I don't want to ask about that. You know, I've always told you everything that happened to me. Including Mr. Edward," said Ella.
"Ella, I told you that I still can't accept your relationship, you know Ella ..."
"But... That's not what I want to talk about. I want to ask about dad." Ella's words were enough to make Laras stunned and looked at her daughter with a worried face.
"Your father? What do you mean Ella?" Laras asked and was really anxious.
"I met Mrs. Smith today."
"What?! Why did you meet with her, Ella? What did he tell you, Ella." Laras was showing panic.
"Mom, I haven't even said that Mrs. Smith said something to me. Why could you have expected it?" Ella looked at her mother suspiciously.
Laras immediately looked down and closed her mouth without realizing it.
"So what did Mrs. Smith said is true?" Ella asked again, Laras stared at her daughter's face, although the panicked face remained.
"What did she tell you, Ella?"
"Is it true that you try to destroy the household? And you are a seductive woman? And am I the child of your affair with Mr. Smith? Am I an illegitimate child, mom? Is it true?" Ella was already annoyed, her eyes began to tear up.
"Ella, that's not true. It's not true at all. You can't believe that story, Ella I beg you to believe in me." Laras argued.
"How can I believe with you mom, after all this time you said my father was dead. And suddenly someone said everything about the true," Ella's voice began to rise.
"HOW CAN I TRUST WITH YOU AGAIN, MOM?" Ella was already so upset, she wished her mother could tell the truth.
"I'm just a victim, Ella." Laras let out her tears
"Say it please, tell the truth. Please ... I'm old enough to hear all the truth that you have been covering up."
***
Flashback,
London, in a fashion house decades ago
Laras has changed her clothes, today her shooting schedule is very busy. In fact, she began to starve because she had delayed lunch.
A woman with short hair and glasses approached Laras in a hurry.
"What's wrong Sarah?" ask Laras, still busy putting on her shoes, "Don't tell me, there are still more schedules today. I can't, OK. Alan will pick me up, he's already on his way." Laras looked at the watch she just wore.
Sarah grinned broadly,
"Guess ..." she said
"What...?" Laras was confused by her manager who was still grinning indistinctly. Sarah's eyes widened and her smile grew even more excited.
"Hahh ... don't tell me ..." Laras began to guess, Sarah nodded her head quickly.
"Yes .. you got the contract. You will be their brand ambassador."
They were so excited, they started jumping up and down while hugging. "Ahh ... today I'm so glad," said Laras and repeatedly kissed Sarah's cheek.
"Stop it Laras, what if Alan saw us. He will think if you start to like me," said Sarah but continued to show her joy.
***
Luxury Restaurant Located in Central London.
"You look so beautiful tonight." Said Alan looking at Laras, who wore a black dress with a cleavage that teased him. Laras smiled broadly, then held her lover's hand tightly.
Alan Smith was asking his girlfriend to dinner at a fancy restaurant in London. That night became the night they let go of their homesickness and chatted with each other.
"You know Alan, I got the contract. DeParis ...." Laras a little hysterical when saying one of the names of the leading fashion magazine.
"They accept me as their brand ambassador. I'm so happy, and we have to celebrate tonight," said Laras again.
"I admire you Laras, you're still young. But you already have a brilliant career. I'm very lucky because you became my lover." Alan praised and kissed the back of Laras' right hand sweetly.
"Alan, you are also a very good man. I'm lucky to have met you." Laras held Alan's cheek affectionately. That man really made her a lovesick, the man who cared for herself and always supported Laras as a London model.
A woman with blonde hair came over to their table. The woman's face is actually beautiful with typical British female faces, but there is no kindness on the faces shown for Ella and Alan.
"Alan!" The woman shrieked irritably.
Laras immediately said, confused, "Sorry, who are you?" Ask Laras.
"And you!" Said the woman as she threw the contents of the glass containing the drink towards Laras' face. Instantly Laras's face and dress became wet.
"Marioline?! What have you done?" Alan had been holding Marioline's hand in order not to do something more embarrassing.
"You wretched woman! How dare you tease my husband?" Marioline shouted louder because she was doing this on purpose.
"What ... Husband? Alan, who is she, and tell me what this woman said is a joke?" Laras was already annoyed and she too stood up, not caring about the people around who started to notice them all.
"Laras, I can explain all this. She is indeed my wife, but we are in the process of divorcing," Alan replied without hesitation.
"What? The divorce process you said? You told me that you two were really divorced." Laras was really annoyed, but Marioline looked at her with a sharp gaze, Marioline grabbed Laras's long hair,
Annoyed, she had grabbed Laras's hair, made Laras scream, and endured extreme pain.
"You bitch woman! I'll make you regret it for the rest of your life." Said Marioline who was still holding tightly Laras's hair.
"Marioline, stop!" Alan tried to help break up and release Marioline's hands from Laras' hair.
"Marioline, let's go home NOW! Shall we finish this at home? Are YOU INSANE?!" Said Alan irritated, and already held Marioline's two hands which were still struggling.
Alan and Marioline just left Laras, who was already successful with all her mess. Laras was still very annoyed, she even shouted in annoyance in the restaurant, and pounded her own table.
"Arrgghh .... !!!" Shouted Laras annoyed and loudly.