
The dinner was over, and now they were all sitting in the living room enjoying the fruit that had been cut into pieces and on the plate.
Dena was just silent, when others spoke she was lazy to just join the conversation. Dirga also saw it on Dena's face.
Makes her think hard now, why is Dena's relationship with her Papa not good. Actually, what is in the middle of their family that causes this condition.
"Ma, Pa, I'm back in the room first, okay?" said Dena staring one by one the older people.
"Yes, if you are tired of not pa-pa, just go back to the room" said Doni and Sisil agreed.
Marco who heard that was as if agitated as if he wanted to speak something.
"Dena for a moment, Papa wants to talk to you" Marco said at the end when his daughter was about to walk away.
Dena stopped looking at her father,
"Speak what?" in short.
"Not here"
"Doni can I go to your side yard for a moment, I want to talk alone with my son" Marco continued, looking at his friend.
Doni looked at Sisil, and then he looked again at Marco.
"Yes, please" said Doni.
"Dirga Papa borrow your wife for a while yes" Marco said to Dirga who had been sitting while watching him.
"Yes Pa" said Dirga.
Dena immediately walked first towards the side yard of her father-in-law's house.
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"What does Papa want to talk to me about?" dena said directly when her father was standing in front of her at this time.
"Papa doesn't want to make small talk. Papa wanted to ask you directly about what you meant at Papa's parents' house yesterday"
"And I told you Papa find out for himself, or just ask your parents. Why are you asking me now?You begin to regret hurting my mother" Dena said staring sakartis at her current Papa.
"You can't, don't get emotional when you talk to Papa"
"For whatever reason I have to speak politely to you, all this time you've not considered me a child" Dena said
Marco silently looked at his son, who was looking at him full of hatred.
"Quick tell Papa, before Papa's patience runs out Dena"
"Why?You're getting impatient, if you get angry just slap me like you usually slap me" Dena seemed not afraid of her Papa she even approached Marco.
"Don't mess with Papa Dena, tell Papa what you meant yesterday. Papa doesn't have much time"
"I won't say anything to you, for what I'm saying. It's too late for me to say everything, what with me telling you my mom can come back, " said Dena with a slightly raised tone at the end of her sentence. He also looked at the Papa sharply
"One thing I want to say, my mom loves you too much. Even before she didn't she was worried about you but you were doing something disgusting with another woman" Desis Dena and was about to leave.
But her father immediately restrained her, and,
"Let's tell me," said Marco impatiently, he clasped Dena's hand tightly.
Dena smiled cynically, holding her Papa's hand. And throw out that hand.
"I'll tell you the truth, but not all. I want you to regret it first Pa" said Dena.
"Originally you know Pa, your Mama and your Papa told your wife now to get close to you so you could be tempted. She, they both try to separate you from Mama because they think Mama is a barrier to you being an heir because they don't know the origin of Mama so she doesn't approve of your marriage to Mama" obviously Dena made her Papa widen her eyes in disbelief.
"The truth is they can, you can hurt me. You're my own papa"
Skakk
Dena's words were able to make Marco speechless,
"If that's not true, why do I hate them now. They helped me from the kidnapping"
"This is not how pa, there are still more sins that your parents did. I don't want to tell you, you find out for yourself"
After saying that Dena immediately left Marco speechless in his place. He still could not believe his daughter's words.
But, those words now made him even more agitated. Is it possible that all this has something to do with both parents themselves. Because even though he had been rude and seemed to not care about Dena. But he knew very well what his daughter was like. Dena is not the type of person who lies and she is also not the type of person who hates others without reason.
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Dena went into her room and closed the door so hard. He didn't care if it was also Dirga's room.
She was so emotional at this time, it felt like her anger was so felt when she recalled how much love Mama used to have for her Papa.
Dena pulled the blanket on the bed firmly.
"Argggh, you murderous family" he shouted.
He walked towards the table that led to the balcony, messing up all the newspapers piled up on that table.
"Why could I have been born from that family" said Dena loudly venting her emotions at this time.
Unexpectedly when Dena was venting her emotions in the room the door of her room was open and revealed the figure of Dirga who saw her room looked surprised because at this time her room was so messy and saw Dena who was breathing out. He could see that the woman was angry and emotional right now.
"You why?" dirga asked as she slowly stepped into the room approaching Dena who immediately turned to look at her.
"It's none of your business, don't interfere" chairman Dena and will walk to the balcony.
"Of course it's my business, not that we promised to make friends" said Dirga holding Dena's hand who was leaving.
"Tell me, what exactly is your problem with Papa Marco?" dirga tried to extract information.
Dena was silent in front of Dirga at this time, she seemed to weigh about should she tell Dirga. But the man looks like his Papa can he believe it.
"Tell me?" sternly Dirga still felt he should know the truth.
"I don't want to say it, I don't trust you yet, maybe when I tell you it turns out you're a bastard like Marco Alexander Sharman" Dena let go of Dirga's hand and walked out onto the balcony.
Dirga of course did not stay still, he followed Dena who looked towards the night sky through the balcony.
"How can you call me that,?" dirga said as if not accepted.
"just think for yourself why I call you that. Go I want to be alone" said Dena to throw Dirga away.
"Alright if that's what you want, and you need to be alone now" Dirga immediately went from before Dena who was looking at Dirga expressionlessly. But actually he thought about what Dirga could really believe and they could be friends.
Whether later when he became friends with Dirga, he could bring out all his emotions and emotions. Like when he used to tell what he felt like he was telling it to a carefree God.
Dirga and God whether people who have similarities can he believe or not. He was afraid, when he depended on someone would even make him look weak. Like the time when he depended on God when God left he felt half of himself was lost because he had no friends to listen to.
Will Dirga be like a god?
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T.B.C