A widower? Hot Daddy's.

The Part 20

Almiera Shofia Prameswary's

In the days leading up to the day that will determine my fate and future, I began to organize my attitude preparation and what I should do while there later. Actually at the initial plan, I wanted to ask Angga to go by car and a little lie that Angga's car was in the workshop, but he refused it, and he refused it, he even advised me that when starting something good should not be with a lie, because when once lying there will be another lie to cover up the previous lies, because, so he decided to go on his big bike even though it was a little difficult if it was to ride the three taking me and Syafina. Actually Angga forbade me to ride a motorcycle with him, he suggested I go first by car and he would follow according to the schedule of meetings with my two parents, he suggested I go first by car and he would follow suit, but I turned it down because I wanted to go together and also I had my own driving safety gear that I bought when I bought groceries to cook on that night at his house, even to this day, he said, the equipment has not been used at all, so maybe this is the time.

Today is a holiday, but not a Sunday, just a red date to commemorate something. I busied myself so that I could forget a little about the problems that would determine my future with him later.

Tok to tok.

A knock stopped my activity. Before opening the door, I took the time to catch a glimpse of the window by slightly opening the curtains to ascertain who the guests who came to visit were this early. But I couldn't see him, he stood on his back to the door. From the posture of his body I like to have known him, but clearly he is not Angga.

I carefully opened the door and greeted him who was still standing on his back.

"Sorry, who's looking?"

The man turned around, and I knew him, but what is he here for? Why does he know my home address? Because as I recall he left so long ago, maybe even about nine to ten years ago, we separated after graduating from High School, he said, he continued his studies out of town for pursuing his dreams while I also pursued my dreams as a child.

"Dudi, right?"

I convinced myself that the one who came was indeed the one I meant.

"Yes, how are you still interested?"

"I'm a person who is not easy to forget, after all, it's not really old to be forgetful."

That's right, he's someone I know from the past.

"Kok you can be here anyway? you know where my house is from?"

"I think I'm tired of standing still from earlier, I wasn't told to go in first?"

"Emh, I'm sorry it's dirty in the room, sit here, I'll grab a drink."

I don't want and can't bring her into the house, I'm afraid Angga misunderstood when he saw me receive a male guest, I don't want my relationship that only one step away must be problematic, although I know that Angga will not be jealous excessively.

It was heard from far away the sound of a big motor entering the gate of the complex when I entered to fetch drinking water for Dudi, I memorized very well the sound of it was the sound of a big motor belonging to Angga, because in this housing complex he's the only one who has a big motor with such a noise.

I tried to make a drink quickly so that I could immediately introduce Angga to Dudi so that there was no misunderstanding.

When I finished, I rushed with a glass of drink on the tray, and after I got outside and put a drink for Dudi, I did not see Angga was there, it seems he has entered his house.

"Just a minute, I'll go there first."

I left Dudi alone to pick up Angga and introduce them both. I knocked several times on the door of his house, but I found no answer until he finally came out with a different face.

"What's wrong?"

He smiled as usual, showing no change in attitude.

"Follow me, there's something I want to know."

I pulled Angga's hand without waiting for a yes answer from him.

Dudi looked at us walking, he was surprised but I don't know why, but obviously not because of the past.

"Know, this is Angga, my future husband."

Dudi immediately stood up, this time with a look of shocked face mixed with wonder. He shook Angga's hand and introduced himself.

"Wait, I think something's wrong."

Angga and I did not understand what Dudi meant.

"meaning?"

Dudi fell silent, he was like confusion had to explain something.

"Papa? Meanin?"

"I... The man your Papa betrothed to you."

Deg, I'm shocked to hear the reason Dudi is in front of me right now, so the reason why he's here right now and the reason to know about my home address is because he's the person you mean. I slowly turned to look at Angga who was still standing beside me, his face was still smiling but I could see he was covering up his disappointment with what was happening. My decision not to tell me about what happened between me and Papa turned out to be a disaster.

"You must hear my explanation first."

I sulked, afraid of what he would do, especially I was afraid that he would no longer fight me.

"I didn't know that Papa would fool me with him, he was never in my life but that was it, long before we were chasing each other's dreams and now I'm not doing anything with him, everything has changed because I have a new dream."

Not feeling my tears unravel, the fear of losing everything in front of my eyes made me unable to withstand the guilt. Angga looked at me, a gaze that I had never seen before, now clearly implied a deep sense of disappointment from him until he decided to leave only with the word "sorry".

I can't catch up with him, my current crying will only add to the pain of heartache that is natural.

" Ra, I'm sorry I didn't know that everything was going to be like this, I thought you weren't tied to anyone, so I accepted your Papa match because I still love you, too, but after I see your relationship, I'm going to refuse this matchmaking, I'm sorry again."

I did not respond to what Dudi explained until he left without permission, I felt he was disappointed but I did not care about it all, what I was thinking about right now was how to repair my relationship with Angga who was only a few days away had to determine everything.

Angga went using his big motorbike, he was good at dampening emotions but his attitude when the beginning was directly spur the bike at high speed showed that he also needed to vent what was in the heart.

Several times I tried to call, but until now the number has never been active. I'm afraid something happened to him, I'm afraid he had an accident while driving in such an unsettled condition. Without feeling the tears that had previously dried must now return to wet the cheeks. I can't imagine anything bad happening to her. Without a second thought I immediately pulled the car out of the garage to look for its whereabouts. On the unrelenting journey, I wept for my stupidity that did not tell me everything that happened when I met my parents last week.

A few hours passed, I still wandered around endlessly looking for him until I finally resigned and gave up. I decided to go home and wait for him to come, I hope he is okay and still in the same state.

I sighed and leaned back to let go a little while stuck at the red light towards the house. At first glance, my eyes caught something I had already memorized, a little girl bound by using a sling on a motor driver sitting behind a large motorcycle seat on the side.

"Syaphena."

I finally found her, even though I can't do anything right now, but I'm still happy nothing happened to her. The red light was still on but only a few seconds remained until the lights changed color and the riders who had been waiting could resume their journey.

I followed the two of them from behind, as if they were heading towards the way home. Angga never once turned his head but I'm sure he realized the existence of my car from the rearview mirror on his motorcycle.

Sure enough, finally Angga returned to his home with Syafina. He stopped in front of his own house, while I immediately parked the car and met him, hoping not to miss a moment to apologize for everything.

"I'm sorry."

I pulled his hand to stop his steps that would go into the house to put the carrying case belonging to Syafina whose owner had first entered into his room. Angga was silent for a moment then sighed then smiled.

"It's okay, nobody needs to be sorry."

Angga responded like nothing had ever happened. My crying reflex broke again with my embrace of her but this time it all happened because of happiness.

"I'm sorry I lied, I should have said everything that night, so there's no misunderstanding."

"Yes, I understand ko, do not discuss it again, better now we focus on the same problem of meeting with your parents later."

"Auntie why? Bad fatherin aunt?"

Unexpected for the various times the drama scene of our romance story was seen by him, suddenly I released a hug and wiped tears.

"Dear, auntie kangen with your father, Syafina kangen not the same aunt?"

Syafina smiled, then walked over as I spread my arms to hug and hold her.

"Syafina dear Aunt."

In my arms, he said softly.

"Dear, Auntie loves you as much as your dad."

I am grateful, the end of the story on this day is happy again and Angga is still willing to fight for the future of both of us, as well as for Syafina.