Enthralled Love Semu

What am I supposed to do?

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"Clara, you came here not to say anything" Rey said. They were talking while waiting for Dhara to wake up. Doctor Abas has finished checking it, he also left fever-lowering drugs to lower Dhara's body temperature which increased drastically.

"Why indeed? Vio nanyain You continue. I can what?" Clara put her shoulders together, she could not bear it anymore if the little boy whined at her. "Again I can't come on your wedding day. So I congratulate you." Clara reached out her hand to shake Rey's hand.

"Haish, where there is a wife who congratulates her husband on marrying again." her lips accompanied by the hardness of both.

"See what you say, your wife will hear. Can misunderstand later." admonished Clara, his arrival was indeed to take Violet to meet Rey.

"Let her think whatever she wants."

"You, this never changes. I am also a woman, will definitely feel hurt if you see her husband both other women. Moreover, he has a child and calls you Papa. Have you talked to her about this?"

Rey shook her head, her hands clenched together she used to support her pointed chin. "This relationship isn't what you'd imagine, and it's not that close to telling each other's lives." His gaze looked far at ornamental plants that still left a circle of rainwater.

"As far as you are concerned, Violet can still feel the affection she's always craved from you." Clara pats Rey on the shoulder and leaves her alone. "Don't regret it later like I did. When everything's gone, there's no way it's gonna go back to how it was." Clara forced her smile. Before his tears spilled due to the heat that spread in both of his nerves.

Hope you don't make the same mistake as me. Take care of him while he's still in your grasp.

Dhara had woken up, but he kept his eyes closed. Of course he listened to all the conversations Rey and Clara thought were still unconscious.

He had already felt like Violet when he was a child. Of course as a child he was eager to have a complete parent. Blasphemy even ridicule his friends, sometimes making him inferior. But Dhara is a strong boy, he can get through it all thanks to his father. And the brother who always loved him.

But right now, he was faced with a difficult position, he did not know what to do to help this adorable cherry blossom sadist. He did not want to take away his happiness. He does not want to be a thorn in the life of Rey and her family.

What am I supposed to do now? Do I have to leave before it's too late? But where am I going?

Dhara pretends to blink when Grandpa Anggara and Dad Yahya come. He turned his face away, not wanting to look at them. God seems unfair to him, but Dhara can what? Everything has happened.

"Son, you're awake. I'm sorry, Son." His hand stretched out to rub the back of the princess' hand, but Dhara immediately dodged. "I'm sorry Dad, it's all Dad's fault." There's still no response. Dhara bit her lower lip to avoid hearing her mouth which began to tremble withholding tears.

"What your father said, Dhara. Your grandfather and father had absolutely no intentions. You've misunderstood, your father did work for Grandpa. But the problem of return, Grandpa did not expect it at all. It's pure coincidence, being able to meet Yahya as well as his good daughter like you."

Anggara's grandfather pulled up a chair to sit beside the bed, where Dhara lay. They both had to persuade Dhara. Because there is misunderstanding, misperception about their relationship.

The girl was still silent, just a small sobbing that sounded so heartbreaking. "Dad is wrong. But don't punish Dad like this. If Dhara hates Dad, Dad will leave. But talk to Daddy." Mr. Yahya could no longer contain his tears. The clear circle fell on the back of Dhara's hand.

"Dad just wants what's best for you. I'm a little old, at least by handing you over to the right person, I can leave in peace."

Which best? Is this what I mean by the best father? It makes me a thorn in other people's relationships. Is this the happiness you mean?

Dhara could only scream in his heart. His tongue was a mute, unable to take out a word.

"I'm sorry Grandpa too, Grandfather has already investigated your background secretly. Grandpa also knows you're trying to make Grandpa hate you. But Grandpa likes you more." Grandpa Anggara paused his sentence. He had to load as much oxygen into his lungs.

The orphanage that Dhara visited on behalf of Grandpa Anggara thanked the various ways Grandpa Anggara's family. At first the Anggata family was so surprised, but after further investigation. They understood that Dhara used the money to donate to the needy.

"alright. Maybe Dhara still needs time to himself. We let him rest." Anggara's grandfather together with Yahya's father left Dhara who still did not respond to every word they said.

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"Mama, Mama angis?" this little girl of almost three years old stared intensely at the mother who was sitting pensively at the end of the bed.

"No-no, honey. Mama just glimpsed earlier, so Mama's eyes hurt." Clara wiped away the trail of tears violently, fluttering her hands together and trying to keep a smile in front of her daughter.

"But Mama has eyes. Tuh, don't you poke your eyes." This kid is very critical, and Clara can't lie to him.

"Darling, what's going on here, hmm..?" Clara aligns herself with Violet. He deliberately changed the subject, or the cherry boy would keep asking. The boy was ushered into Mama Clara's room by a waiter who looked after him after playing with Grandpa Anggara.

"Pio wants to call Papa. Go play papa's cama." Whine, the point is to come here to see Rey. But Rey is busy taking care of the unconscious Dhara.

"Yes, Honey. Papa is still busy, playing with Vio. Mama Dhara is sick again, later if it is healed, Papa must play with Vio." As a mother, her heart slipped upon hearing the whining of her little daughter. But right now he had to give his little princess some understanding.

His eyes again condensed, and were ready to spill puddles in both corners of his eyes. However, Clara held him back as much as possible despite the tightness in her chest making it even more difficult for her to breathe and continue her words.

Sorry Mama, Honey. It's all Mama's fault. Sorry for making you thirsty for a Papa's affection. Where your age is, there should be parents who always guide and teach you.

"Something seems to be looking for me?" Rey stood on the doorstep by putting both her hands in her pants pocket.

"Papaaa.." Vio's face sparkled to see who was coming. The boy immediately ran towards the man he had so longed for.

"Fine me Papa... Eat Pio." he said as he continued to run.

Rey buried the cute face of the little boy in her arms. Not only that boy, he missed him a lot. The cherry blossom boy who had grown into a little girl in an instant.

"Papa's kangen, Vio. Let's play." Clara came all the way from Berlin just to bring two people together to long for each other. One month without Rey, Violet always looks moody and whines to call Rey at all times.

Clara can smile with relief, Rey still loves Violet even though Dhara is by her side. "You here? How's Dhara?" ask after a while.

"There's Grandpa and Dad."

Seriate..

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