A Mistake

Oh Papa

All the problems were finally resolved peacefully. Dira is heartened to forgive what Damar has done to her, on the condition that Damar should not bother her again and be willing to respect Dira's decision to part with her. Dira also apologized and thanked Aditya for Aditya's willingness to defend him to make Aditya battered.

Hans was still there, waiting for Dira to thank him. But not a word came out of Dira's mouth, he even shakes away without permission making Hans feel a little annoyed by it.

"Don't you say thank you to Hans?" ask Sila to her best friend in a half-whispering tone.

"And it was already.." answered Dira accordingly.

"Ish...lu, what the hell is that? Sapa know Kak Hans also want to be appreciated its existence with your thanks in front of people like when you say thank you to Adit earlier..."

"Didih.brarti he is not sincere dong if that.." replied Dira indifferently.

Please glance towards Hans and Hans shook his head as if forbidding Sila from forcing Dira.

"Hadee...Dira...Dira.ampun..." Sila finally gave up on Dira's attitude.

"Udah ah,gue mo home..."

"I'll take you back." Hans offered.

"No need sir, thank you. Today I have enough gossip for the students here because of my fat father..."

"But..."

"Let me take you...He left the same way I did." said Sila who instead shook her head while putting her index finger on her lips, giving the code to be silent.

"Oookee. It was clearly a sense of disappointment to be seen from the look on his face.

While not far from them a pair of eyes that still hold anger noticed them since earlier.

Damar, the owner of the pushy eyes was still not willing to let Dira out of his grasp just like that.

'What exactly is Dira's relationship with Mr. Anton's replacement lecturer. Why is he so considerate of Dira?' ask in the heart.

"But if you see from Dira's reaction to Mr. Hans, it seems Dira does not really like the presence of Mr. Hans...Hmm.I need to find out more...I also have to find out where Dira has been living, because every time I go to his house, he is always not there.

Damar immediately followed Dira and Sila to the parking lot, he deliberately exchanged vehicles with his friend to launch his surveillance. With the use of a motor sport Toni, the room began to follow Sila's car which began to leave the campus, splitting the crowd of the capital.

After 1 hour struggling with highway congestion, Dira and Sila also arrived at a shophouse at the end of Jl. Pattimura´s.

"Eh Dir, it's not your bokap car...?"

"Eh yes, you know.papa why did you come here?"

"Where do I know.dah cepetan gih enter..."

"Lu didn't stop by?"

"No ah, you want to have an important conversation.gue is afraid to disturb..."

"Okay, back to the news.."

"Ready..."

"Thank you yeah..."

"OK..."

Dira stepped into the shophouse, while Sila immediately drove her car back.

Damar stopped not far from Dira's shophouse while observing the surrounding situation.

'Hmm, because of you...This shophouse..for over 7 years, why do I never know if this shophouse belongs to Dira?'

'So as long as you don't stay home, you stay here alone? Uh, wait.not that's Om Pras' car...Hmm.meaning I can't come now, I should be able to resist my urge to visit her. And it seems like there are still some people there... What matters is that I know Dira's hiding place.'

'Patience, dear.I will definitely come.' muttered Damar with a horrible grinning smile, then left the place.

🌹🌹🌹

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat..."

"Wa'alaikumsalam.." replied Agni and Yani together.

"There's a father on top of a mother..."

"It didn't work yet, maybe it was about half an hour ago..."

"Okay thank you yeah.I went upstairs first..."

"Yes" they answered simultaneously.

Agni and Yani return to work.

About 7 years ago, Dira began to pioneer his business. At that time Dira was still class 2 High School, the color of his pocket money was often in the sabotage of Sonya, his stepmother...Dira ventured to ask the shophouse that was only contracted by his father, to be used as a place of business.

It was Yanti, her mother's former assistant whom Dira first contacted to help her. And armed with a hefty savings and pawn jewelry relics of his mother, Dira expanded the online business that he had previously lived just as a mere prank activity.

After 2 years Dira's business successfully runs, but Yanti came out because of illness and was replaced by her sister Yani and Agni until now. There are also 2 more male employees namely Andi and Anto who serve as couriers and warehouse parts.

Up above Dira did not find his father on the living room sofa that was integrated with the dining room where his employees rested, apparently he was in Dira's room.

'Tok tock...'

"Assalamu'alaikum..."

"Wa'alaikumsalam..new home son?" pras asked while putting down a family photo made before his first wife died.

"Yes pa..."

"Here baby.papa miss you"

Pras spread out his hands, why after seeing his old family photos, he suddenly felt a deep longing for his daughter. And no need to wait long, Dira also immediately scatters the clumsiness of his father. Dira cried, to make Pras so moved.

"Sorry papa ya son.papa can not be a good papa for you. Yesterday when papa didn't see you for a few days, made papa miss you so much. It's like you haven't seen you in a long time..." Clear crystal bits escaped from his old neutrals, Pras was unable to resist his crying.

"Dira also miss papa.hiks hiks hiks.do not take off papa's embrace, let Dira like this for a while pa... feel the embrace of papa who has been for years can no longer be Dira...hyks hyx hyks..."

Pras stroked his daughter's black hair with tears still dripping down her cheeks that began to wrinkle with age. For a while, both father and son dissolved into a deep longing.

"Have you had lunch, baby...?" pras asked Dira.

"No pa...Papa wants to have lunch with Dira?" ask Dira spoiled.

"Ke Rainbow Steak Resto want to?"

"Serious papa? Dira later also want ice cream strawbery sauce yes pa?"

Pras nodded with a smile, his old memory goes back to the time of Dira was 7 years old, when his little family was still cool...Pras, Dewi and Dira.

"We went to your mama's tomb first, baby? Papa also misses your mama at all, for a long time papa did not visit him.." said Pras.

"Yes pa...Mom must be kangen the same we are pa...If my mother were still there, surely our happiness would be complete..." Dira put his head on his papa's shoulder.

"Mama's happy there baby...Let's go now..."

"Yes pa...but..Will papa not go to the office again?"

Pras shook his head.

"Today.papa want to be with you until the afternoon..do you want?"

"Ready.thank you papa 'cup'..." Dira kissed Pras' left cheek and Pras smiled happily...

.

.

.

.

.

.

.

Seriate...