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Slowly Angga asked Dean and his parents to leave, there was nothing they needed to talk about because Angga did not want to discuss the matter.

The knock on the door sounded, Mommy also spoke very softly hoping that Angga would allow them to enter.

"Go, get out of here. I beg you to go, there's nothing to straighten out, you'll just get hurt. I beg you to go." Angga shouted out powerlessly to hold back his tears.

"Son, Mommy wants to talk, we know everything. Let's get this straight, Mommy please open the door, "the graceful plea has no power to hold back her tears.

The sound of crying from within rang out, there were no sounds and answers from within. Only the cry was trying to be held back, yet it was so painful.

"People, Daddy wants to talk. You never hurt us, Daddy came to apologize. Open the door let's explain what happened." Dimas' tears also trickled down, apologizing for being so long and it was too late.

Dimas is not young anymore, he does not want in his old age to hurt anyone. If it is wrong, Dimas is willing to apologize and break through his mistakes.

"Go away, there's nothing wrong. Please don't talk about it anymore, I don't want to hurt anyone. Leave me alone, go." Angga's voice was heard leaving the door choosing to sleep on the sofa while crying.

Angga doesn't want to see the face of Dimas who doesn't even know anything about him, Shena's true emergence will only destroy people's households.

"Go, I was wrong. I'm sorry, go." Angga's eyes closed, squeezing his chest that felt tight because it held too much sadness.

"We'll wait for you to come out, don't be so sad alone. You have us as a family." Mommy touched the door, didn't hear any noise.

Patiently, Dean and his parents waited outside until Angga's heart melted and accepted them to explain and straighten things out.

Waiting for hours, the sky was dark. Dimas only took the time to buy food, see his wife who took the time to worship using a layer of newspaper.

Dean's tears trickled down the pity of seeing his excellent Mommy, no complaints at all.

"Dean, you eat first, son,"

"Yes Pi, Dean feels sorry for Mommy for wishing so much that our arrival was not in vain." Dean looked at the door trying to knock back.

Finished worshiping Anggun approaching the door again, he confidently slipped a prayer for Angga to open the door of his heart to give them a chance to talk.

"Dear you eat first,"

"Later Dad, Angga might be crying inside hating himself, how can we eat here." Anggun's smile was seen ringing the doorbell back while knocking quietly.

Anggun's guess is true, inside Angga is crying. Still hearing the quiet voice waiting until Angga was ready to meet.

Breaking the door strong, the sound of the bell being pressed many times forcibly. Dean's screams rang out, forcing Angga to open the door. Mommy is not strong with cold, if until Mommy is sick Angga must be responsible.

"So open, Mommy's cold." Shouted Dean while beating the door.

"Dean can't be like that, son,"

Slowly the door opened, Angga saw Mommy Anggun who was wearing a thick jacket because it was cold weather.

"Why so long? dean's feet are cramped." The door pushed by Dean immediately rushed in looking for the jacket as he was also cold.

Angga also walked towards the sofa, letting Daddy and Mommy in. Sitting in front of Angga who just silently looked down.

"No, my suitcase was left at the airport." Angga's head was still downcast not looking towards Daddy Mommy who was staring at him.

Every now and then Angga rubbed his eyes, no sound of crying or tears could be seen as his head was bowed deeply.

Gracefully walking over, sitting beside Angga touching her hot forehead. Mommy immediately took the heat-dropping medication, asking Angga to take it.

"I can not take fever medicine because I have to take other drugs" said Angga slowly refused.

"Sorry, Mommy doesn't know. Where's your medicine?"

Angga's head shook his head, the drugs were in the suitcase. He couldn't get out because there were some reporters who knew he was living in the apartment.

Mommy's hand rubbed Angga's back, asking her to raise her head so she could speak clearly.

"I'm sorry if I hurt Auntie, there's not the slightest intention of me hurting you. I was wrong because I was born, I had nothing to do with anyone." Angga's tears dripping straight away were quickly brushed aside.

"Why apologize? what is your fault? our arrival doesn't want an apology, we just want to take you home." Graceful also cried rubbing Angga's face full of tears.

Her beautiful eyes were faint from crying too much, Grace could not see the traces of blood on the clothes.

"I'm sorry for being the cause of your tears, I don't want to hurt no intention. Get the hell out of here after sunrise, sorry I scratched the wound." Angga stood up from his seat, unable to bear to see Graceful Mommy crying as she pleased.

Angga's eyes did not dare to look into Dimas's eyes, his heart breaking if he saw him because his presence was unknown.

Not wasted due to lack of material, or separation of husband and wife, Angga was born from a woman who was not married even just a mistake.

Dimas was not wrong whatsoever, it must have surprised him so much that he suddenly had a child from a woman who was not loved even a betrayal.

"Female, sit. Daddy wants to talk and straighten out your misunderstandings. Daddy doesn't know if Shena is pregnant let alone giving birth to a child ...."

"You know Om, forgive Angga for hurting Om's family, you don't have to worry because I won't demand anything. It's not wrong, Om doesn't know anything. The wrong goose should not be curious about both biological parents. The reality is that I don't have it" Angga said in a soft voice.

Dimas' tears also dripped, looking over the table that there was only packaged food. Clothes are not replaced. Dimas felt sliced at the sad condition of his son.

"Daddy came to take you home, we started from scratch. You and Dean are siblings ...."

"No Om, we're not brothers. Your son is just Dean, don't admit me, Om. Angga is just a child born with no strings attached, Om should not be held responsible for what happened. Aunt Shena is happy, too. Then Angga should be happy too because I was born without parents." Angga walked into the room not wanting to hear the words of Dimas and Anggun.

Angga's step stopped seeing Dean who was carrying noodles, cool eating without much thought.

"Sister Angga wants noodles?"

"Well, get some warm drinks for your parents, get out of here tomorrow. Dean I beg you to go, and I'm sorry if I hurt you." The goose went straight into the room to rest.

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