Dusk Rainbow

Meet the father

From the morning Alisa sat next to the supermarket. Almost a week of his presence in Indo, but he has not received the slightest sign of the father. Every day he just ventured to and fro to find the figure of Andre Gumilar.

"Do I ask Devan for help, maybe he can help me" muttered Alisa and opened her phone.

Just as she was about to make a call, Alisa pulled her finger and undoed her intention. Given Devan's indifferent attitude, Alisa was afraid that the man ignored her. Also the message of the Emir's father who suggested to forget the man.

There was a noise from the parking lot, Alisa was stunned from her seat, throwing away the food wrapper that accompanied her for several hours. He approached Paidi who appeared to be fighting with a woman. 

"What's this, sir?" alisa asked enthusiastically, looking at Paidi's face that was red. 

"Sorry, Non. I saw this boy, "Pointing the girl who buried her face in his back, "accidentally hit this mbak, the egg fell and broke" Paidi said.

"This egg's got my employer, Ma'am. Later if he knows, I must be angry," replied the woman who was no less afraid.

Alisa stared at the egg shell mixed with its contents, also a woman who looked down with teary eyes. After that, he turned to look at the back of the girl who was crying behind Paidi.

Alisa opened the wallet and handed out several hundred pieces of money.

"I'm sorry, I'm changing this" Alisa said.

After receiving money from Alisa, the woman went back into the supermarket.

Alisa approached and stroked the back of the girl who was still drowning in her stuffing.

"Now you calm down, brother has changed, next time be careful, fortunately you hit it people, if the car that runs how, surely you are injured."

Alisa tried to calm the girl who had not seen her face at all.

"Can we be acquainted?" alisa said softly.

The girl extended her hand with a face that was still hidden. 

"Mair."

Alisa furrowed her brows, that name was very familiar to her, even her face always flashed in her brain since the events in the restaurant at that time.

"I'll introduce you, my name is Alisa. Do you still remember me?" goda Alisa grasped the girl's hand. He could not imagine how Mayra would react when he saw her.

Slowly, Mayra straightened her hijab and looked at Alisa who was sculpting beside her.

"Ka--Kakak," said Mayra nervously.

Alisa waved her hand and smiled, now she could trace every inch of the face of the girl standing in front of her.

"Who are you?" alisa asked, her chest pounding even more as she embraced Mayra's small shoulder. Like there's a rope tying them to always be together.

The shy-looking girl pointed at the car parked not far from her.

"Just like dad, maybe still shopping inside" Mayra said innocently.

Finally Alisa and Mayra wait next to the white luxury car. The weather is getting hotter, sunlight is on the head and feels burning skin, but the person who awaited never came. Finally, Alisa decided to follow in with Mayra. Counting wants to get acquainted with the girl's father.

"Which father are you?" alisa asked, her eyes continued to look around staring at one by one visitors who were choosing shopping. 

Mayra shrugged her shoulders because she did not find her father.

"Maybe it's there." Alisa was pointing at the soap and again holding Alisa's hand, down several shelves and stopped in a hallway at the end.

"Dad." Mayra took off her arm and ran over to a man who was also walking towards her.

"So that's Mayra's father, but why does his face look like yours?" muttered Alisa.

Alisa rushes to reach for her phone and pictures from inside her bag. He looked at the man and the picture took turns. Undoubtedly, even though the proof is only a painting, Alisa is sure that the person who is currently hugging Mayra is her father.

Alisa expels her nervousness, sweeps away any disturbing emotions that begin to strike, she does not want to conclude and must make sure first.

Mayra and her father drew closer, behind her trembling lips, Alisa gave a sweet smile.

"Dad, this is my new friend" said Mayra. 

"I'm Mayra's father, my name is Andre Gumilar."

Alisa's heart was racing fast, her body was stiff, her hands forgot to move, she subconsciously received no helping hand from the man before her. Since Alisa knew not to be the son of Emir's father, she did want to meet her real father, but right now there is a fear of uncovering everything. Alisa is afraid that her presence will cause problems for her father's new family.

"Hello, did you hear my voice?" birthday of Mayra's father.

Alisa's eyes shed a clear liquid, she can no longer stem the sense that now settles, between happy and touched mixed to meet her chest. 

"Dad." Suddenly the voice escaped from Alisa's lips straightforwardly. 

Mayra looked up at her father, while Andre could only remain silent. 

"Dad, what do you mean?" asked Andre enthusiastically.

Alisa is confused about where to start, on the one hand she wants to get a warm embrace like Mayra, but on the other hand Alisa is still hesitant to infiltrate in the middle of her father's new family.

"Ra, you want to wait in the car!" pinta Alisa gently.

After Mayra runs to her car, Alisa and Andre get out to Alisa's car.

As soon as Alisa hugged Andre's burly body, she knew this was too rash, but Alisa could not bear the longing that she wanted to evaporate.

"Dad, it's Alisa, your son" said Alisa with trembling lips. 

Andre rounded his eyes, he remembered the story of Mahesa's father a few days ago. 

"Alisa," repeated Andre. 

Alisa looked up at the sturdy face of her father. 

"Yes father, I am Alisa son of Camelia, and said my father's mother named Andre Gumilar, a famous model who lives in Indonesia. If you don't believe me I have proof."

Alisa let go of her embrace, pulled out her phone and showed some photos of her being together with Camelia. 

"Do you remember your mom?"  It shows a picture of a smiling mother.

Andre nodded slowly, he never forgot the woman who was willing to give her virginity that night, and he did not forget the model that was once a dream of men.

Although he had never met, Andre did not doubt that the girl in front of him was his daughter, other than the evidence from Alisa, he had heard from Mahesa's father about his daughter.

Andre opened his hands welcoming his daughter's presence for the first time. 

"Hug daddy."

Alisa hugged her father for the second time.

Forgive me, I don't want to take responsibility, it's just that your mother left me and chose someone else. Now that I'll make up for it all, I'll fight for you.