Maxime walked with firm steps, his eyes radiating strong determination. "I won't stay silent! This is grandfather's house, not mine. If that person has a problem with me, he shouldn't be like this!" he said with emotion, his voice shaking with mounting anger. He continued to hold his hands ready to hit anyone involved in destroying Ernest's grandfather's house. Mr. Cokro approached him gently, "Be patient, Max, as long as we are alive we will never be able to run away from problems. You will definitely be strong in facing all of this," he said with confidence, trying to calm Maxime who was being hit by burning anger. "But this is really too much!" Maxime hissed, his eyes bulging in deep anger. Mr Cokro nodded, "I understand Thur. But let's handle this with a cool head. We can't let emotions control our actions." Maxime nodded even though he was still full of emotion. "I will find out who is behind all this. They can't get away with it!" Mr. Cokro raised an eyebrow, "Remember, jus
Maxime staggered backwards while holding back the pain in his stomach. However, he had no intention of returning Tjoe's blow. In a hoarse voice, he said, "Tjoe, I know you're angry. But listen to me for a moment."Tjoe, still filled with anger, punched again, but this time Maxime managed to dodge and immediately grabbed both of Tjoe's hands, stopping the next attack. "Tjoe, Rafael didn't choose Lea because of me. He chose Lea because he loved her. Lea also chose Rafael. Love can't be forced, Tjoe."Tjoe tried to get away, but Maxime held him tightly. "Tjoe, you have to face this reality. We are all friends. I never intended to hurt you."Slowly, Tjoe's emotions began to subside. He stopped struggling and looked at Maxime in confusion. "But why? Why did everything happen so fast?"Maxime let go of his hand and sighed. "Sometimes, in life, we can't control other people's feelings. I can't control Rafael and Lea's feelings either. What happened wasn't your fault, it wasn't anyone's fault
Time passed so quickly, "Friend's Coffee" became more and more crowded until one afternoon, when Maxime and Tjoe were busy serving their loyal customers, the cafe door opened loudly and Rafael, who was jealous of their success, entered with a face full of anger.With big steps and without further ado, Rafael started tearing apart the cafe. He knocked over chairs, overturned tables, and spilled coffee on the floor. The customers screamed in fear, while Maxime and Tjoe were silent for a moment, shocked by the sudden chaos.Maxime immediately stepped forward, his anger evident in his eyes. "What are you thinking, Rafael? Why are you doing this?" he shouted in a trembling voice.Rafael, with a face full of revenge, replied, "I won't let your business go well Maxime!"Tjoe, who was always calm, tried to calm the situation. "Rafael, this is not the right way to solve the problem. Let's talk about it with a cool head."However, Rafael didn't want to listen. He continued to damage equipment i
Maxime quickened his pace, following the footsteps of Rafael who moved quickly between the cafe tables. His heart was full of suspicion and anger."Rafael!" she exclaimed when she managed to get close to the figure. Rafael turned around, looking surprised and worried."Maxime, wait a minute," Rafael pleaded, hands raised as if asking for mercy. "I know you're angry, but listen to me for a second."Maxime crossed his arms over his chest, his gaze sharp. "You think I'll trust you again after everything that happened?"Rafael bowed his head, his voice trembling. "I'm sorry, Maxime. Really, I don't know what to do anymore." He let out a long breath, looking very desperate. "I'm broke. The business I thought was going to work turned out to ruin everything. Dad... our father now has to live under a bridge because of me."Maxime frowned, slightly loosening his defensive stance. "Our father? How can that be?""After all the failed investments, we lost everything," Rafael continued in a hoarse
"Rafael, I don't think I can involve you in my cafe," Maxime said quietly, trying to keep his composure."What do you mean, Max?" asked Rafael, his face showing confusion."I was going to tell you to work at my cafe, but Tjoe didn't agree with that," Maxime said, his voice firm but regretful.Rafael was silent for a moment, then his eyes lit up with disappointment. "So you'd take Tjoe's word over helping your own brother?" he asked bitterly.Maxime sighed heavily. "Rafael, this isn't about choosing Tjoe or you. It's about keeping our cafe that we've worked so hard to build. I can't take a risk that could destroy it all."Rafael smiled bitterly, nodding slowly. "I understand, Max. Maybe you're right. I'm the one who always brings trouble. I don't want to trouble you further."Maxime felt a wave of pain when he saw Rafael's expression. "Rafael, wait. It's not about being troublesome or not. We can find other ways to help you."But Rafael had already decided. "No need, Max. I'll just lea
Without thinking, Maxime broke down the door with all his might. The door opened with a loud bang, and Maxime immediately saw his father lying on the floor, looking weak and helpless. "Dad!" Maxime shrieked, running over and kneeling beside his father. "What happened? Dad, please wake up!"Rafael stood in the corner of the room, looking confused and indifferent. "She's fine, Max. Don't overdo it."Maxime looked at Rafael with eyes full of anger. "Don't you see? Dad is in pain! Why are you silent?"Rafael shrugged in a nonchalant manner. "She's always like that, Max. It's no big deal. She just needs to rest."Maxime couldn't contain his emotions anymore. "You don't care at all, Rafael! Dad needs help, and you're just standing there? What's really going on here?"Rafael stepped forward, his face showing no less fury. "Don't blame me, Max. This is all because of your selfish decision. You didn't want to help us the easy way. If only you'd let me work at the cafe, things wouldn't have got
Maxime nodded, wiping away his tears. "Yes, I'm Maxime.""There's someone who'd like to see you," the nurse said, pointing at an elderly man walking slowly towards them. Maxime recognized the man as Pak Budi, an old acquaintance of his family."Maxime," Mr. Budi greeted him in a husky yet warm voice."I heard about your father's condition. I came to see if there was anything I could do to help." Maxime was surprised and relieved at the same time."Mr. Budi, I'm very grateful. Our situation is very difficult right now. "Mr. Budi smiled wisely."I know, my son. Your father was a good friend of mine for many years. Although we don't always agree, I can't let him suffer without trying to help."Mr. Budi then took out an envelope from his jacket and handed it to Maxime."It's not a big amount, but I hope it can help a little." Maxime opened the envelope and found some money inside. Maxime's eyes filled with tears again, this time not from sadness, but from emotion and gratitude."Thank you
That evening, after a long day, Maxime and his father sat in their small living room. A warm and loving atmosphere filled the room. Suddenly, there was a loud knock on the door. Maxime got up, feeling a little uneasy. As he opened the door, he was surprised to see Rafael standing in the doorway."Rafael?" asked Maxime in a hesitant voice. "What are you doing here?"Rafael stepped in uninvited, his eyes sweeping the room quickly before finally looking at Maxime and their father. "I heard that Dad can talk again," he said in a flat tone. "I wanted to see for myself."Maxime felt the tension rising. "Yes, Dad is recovering," he replied carefully. "But why did you come all of a sudden?"Rafael looked at their father who looked awkward in his bed. "I just wanted to make sure that all this was right. And also, I wanted to know what your next plan was."Maxime let out a long breath. "Rafael, we're just trying our best for Dad. I'm working hard to make sure he gets the care he deserves."Rafa