Daddy's! My Mom's Not Your Choice?

Suddenly Virral

The ringing of his cell phone woke Daniel up. It's still four o'clock. Erwin's name is on his phone screen as a caller.

With one eye still closed, Daniel answered.

[yes, Win.]

[Daniel, you suddenly became famous. I know, you must not have noticed.]

Erwin's voice across there was so excited.

[What do you mean? I don't get it. Come on, what time is it. Better continue with your dreams.]

Daniel was trying to gather his consciousness fully.

[Daniel, I'm serious. You just open youtube, tiktok and WA group our class even almost all friends are making whatsapp status about you. My face only looks half, asem. You proved yourself if you don't believe.]

Daniel begins to notice his phone screen after Erwin's voice disappears.

A HANDSOME TEENAGER IS NOT ASHAMED OF SELLING TISSUE ON THE ROADSIDE.

Daniel looked up and rubbed his eyes to sharpen his vision.

A short video using K-POP background music, containing pictures of him while offering tissue to several people.

The video received millions of comments and dozens of millions of views, and has been shared hundreds of thousands of times.

“Who is out of work and takes pictures of others at will? This is a violation.” Mumbled Daniel.

Several comments were read by Daniel with trembling hands he grasped his cell phone. Reading lots of compliments and prayers from good people to her feels a little fun, but also scary.

I have been wearing a mask during the sale. Why is this guy able to capture a picture of me while opening the mask? How about you see this? Daniel's mind was completely disturbed. He could be threatened to quit his job if you know he is selling under the hot sun.

When the power of nitizens is really real. Daniel became the center of attention of all the school residents who were truly amazed at him.

Daniel couldn't say what. He could not possibly deny if the person in the photos and videos was himself.

"Please don't overdo it. I'm not an artist." responded to the friends who were teasing her.

After school, Erwin with increased enthusiasm repeatedly hugged Daniel riding his blind motorbike to the stop where the two scavenged for rupiah.

Exactly as Erwin thought, Daniel is now being contacted by many people to buy tissue from him. Erwin just folded both hands like a lawyer who was watching his employees work diligently. Erwin smiled proudly, the new friend he knew was the bearer of halal fortune for him.

At five in thirty minutes, the ludes wipes were sold.

"Win, are you crazy? Where did the tissues come from? I didn't even get a chance to rest."

Daniel complained about Erwin's behavior, which apparently provided five times more trading stock than yesterday. Erwin ruthlessly let Daniel serve the buyer alone.

"Relax bro, effort will not betray results. You've worked hard and it's time you accepted your rights."

Three pieces of fifty thousand bills were handed over to Daniel.

The body full of sweat, the face of Daniel who was reddish due to the radiance of the eyes of the day who was exposed directly to his skin, only got one hundred and fifty thousand rupiah, but this is the life he should be grateful for.

"If it's my only employee, it's time to go home. But we stopped for a minute to buy rice, yeah..." Erwin could not wait to return home with the sack of rice his family was waiting for at home.

"No need to give me rice. Just make money." replied Daniel, making Erwin roll his eyeballs up.

"not for you. But for my family at home. It's a pain to the artist."

Erwin's serious joke made Daniel chuckle softly.

At his house Daniel stepped lightly.

Two women were sitting folding hands watching his arrival.

"Well wow! The virtual world artist has returned, Mother. But what is this? Why is his real form falling like this?" Ezra began to comment, as well as pumping the mother who was still silent.

"Niel, sit here," Roze patted the spot next to him.

"Where is the deposit for the mother?" Roze held his hand in front of Daniel's face, without looking at the side where his son was. Ezra glanced sharply at his mother. Not to scold Niel, but instead to ask for a deposit.

Three sheets of blue money landed perfectly on your palm.

Yesterday three pieces of ten thousand, today three pieces of fifty? Both Roze's eyeballs were patterning.

"Why? Mother shocked? Pray that tomorrow I bring home the red money. Save it and don't share it with your daughter."

Due to his tiredness, Daniel went to take a bath, wanting to quickly take a break, no matter the frightening look of the older sister he just touched.

"your friends won't know that she's your sister. Just relax Ezra ..."

"Mother doesn't know. His videos and photos are being shared at my school. I feel like my heart is going to fall out when people talk about him. I'm ashamed to have a sister selling by the side of the road."

Ezra also left. His sensitive soul has been sticking out very quickly lately. What else if you remember the face of Nana Park who always smiled every day. A smile that seemed able to light a fire in Ezra's heart.

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In the hospital. Roze had just arrived in his room after being exhausted on a road that jammed unusually in the morning.

"Good morning, Doctor!"

After being told if someone was going to visit her, Roze casually asked the person to come in thinking that the person was the patient's parent who wanted to consult.

Who would have thought Jevander Park would come this early.

"What's wrong?"

without welcome, Jevan sat sweetly on the chair right in front of Roze.

What is he and where does he know I'm here?

"sorry, maybe you entered the room wrong. I'm a pediatrician." said Roze, politely, but expelled.

"Roze, I .. just want to see you, that's all."

Roze saw the honesty on Jevan's face. Well, respond to him correctly, because Jevan is not someone he should be hostile to, but just someone who comes from the past and happens to meet again.

"You want to make sure what? I'm fine as you can see."

"Roze, I'm .. divorced." Despite not expecting to hear this news, Roze still looks ordinary. "You'll want to laugh at me, but that's what I'm going through."

Just leaving me and then it turns out you're not as happy as I thought you were. God is fair enough to me. Right, it feels like Roze wants to laugh at him.

"I'm sorry about your condition. This is how life is, Jevan. Sometimes we are happy, sometimes we are disappointed. Hope you can get a better replacement someday."

There's not much Roze can say. He thought he had responded to Jevan quite well.

"My marriage is not what you think it is, Roze. I only helped my pregnant best friend at the time, but did not get the blessing of her parents to marry her sickly lover."

A little touched, honestly, Roze was a little surprised. It turns out .. life does give a lot of stories and stories.

"My daughter. But, her mother and father left her with me because her real father is still on medication. I don't understand why I should tell you this, even if it's been a long time, I just want you to know that I didn't betray when we were together."

Miris, Roze really felt a little pity.

Well, there's no harm in nostalgia with this guy. Maybe he has no place to tell stories. Let's just say he's the most beautiful ex who gives too deep a mark.

"I believe you're not a traitor, Jevan. And ... I still clearly remember the reason you gave me before you left. Yes ... I'm not really angry with you anymore. I forgave you when ... I have much greater happiness than yours."

Hearing this, there was relief implied in Jevander Park's countenance, even though her heart was sliced so badly.

Some people are born unlucky. Like me and my twin sons. We were born without the love of our father. My father preferred the wife he loved and there was no desire to take me with him. As for my children, their father was taking care of other people's children like his own, not knowing that he had flesh blood that was now grown. But it's okay..

"Roze,"

"yes?"

"thank you, you're still listening to my story. I ... Glad to hear you're living a happy life. Then ... I'm sorry."

Roze nodded with a calm face.

"Please."

Roze stood in place to escort Jevan away just by looking at the man's footsteps.

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Tomorrow again... Remember, jan pirit😊