Father to My Daughter

andi's wishes.

At the previous time, right when Excel had just returned home exactly at 17:12 pm, Jennie heaved a sigh of relief. Finally, the annoying boss also came home after a day of disturbing his life.

Jennie also did not expect the man would feel at home playing with Nara. Nah! Not to play but more to disturb Nara, because the two people were always fighting.

Moreover, the nature of not wanting to defeat Excel which actually adds to Jennie's stress burden.

Now the young master has returned home. Just sorted out a little mess at his house.

Jennie looked at Nara for a moment in the room. After finishing, because the boy did not come out of his room again.

The little girl was already asleep, probably from exhaustion after playing with Excel. Jennie sat down next to Nara.

Her hand pulled the blanket near her daughter's feet and covered Nara's body with it.

A kiss he gave to the sweet girl who had closed her eyes, and entered into a dreamland. Gently rubbed his head.

"Good rest, unfortunately, mother." Jennie smile.

He then walked outside, deciding to look for the wind on the porch of his house.

The sky was cloudy as if it was going to rain, a little dreamy Jennie was sitting on a porch chair alone.

Yes, itself. There are no friends in this complex or the closest people who Sudi became friends here.

not knowing why, all of a sudden the mothers moved away. Only one or two still want to reprimand but after the incident this morning. It seems more and more he is being cursed. Increasingly got a stamp also herself as a seductive girl.

That is the world, which only looks from the side of the faults of people who are tainted. Even if you want to replant goodness like anything.

People would rather give a bad stamp than have to admit let alone accept the good side of the person.

Jennie has brushed aside all memories of Sasmi's motherhood and Very's mas. Now the only thing that became his mind was when Nara asked him for permission to call Andi as Father.

It is not wrong if Nara wants to call Andi as Father, because Andi is indeed his father.

But Jennie was afraid that her daughter would prefer to live with her father if the little girl had found comfort with her father.

How hurt he would be if that happened. Moreover, the child really wants the figure of a father, even he can ask permission to call the father to a man he just knew. It did not rule out the possibility that he could also ask permission to live with his father if the girl knew. The dashing om who always meets him is his own real father.

How happy will he be? Maybe it will be very happy. And that little hand would wave to Jennie and leave her.

Jennie sighed. "I don't want to, I don't want to lose him. Nara my daughter is not that man's daughter." Jennie is moving.

He went back inside his house, closed the door as much as possible and locked it. Just now he stepped open the door of his room and Nara. The front door was already knocked.

Jennie. "So did you meet? What father?" Mumbled.

He walked out and opened the door of his house. Suddenly, he widened his eyeball. When he found a man in a hat he knew.

Without ba, bi, Ms. Jennie immediately intends to close the door again. But Andi's hand was already firmly holding the door that made Jennie difficult.

"I beg you to listen to me, Jennie. We need to talk." Still holding the door with one arm.

"Go! get out of here!" Still trying hard to push Andi's body.

"Thirty minutes."

"Go!"

"Twenty minutes. We need to talk."

"I said go!! Go Brother Andi!!!!"

Andi pulled Jennie's hand closer to the chest of her field, then hugged her tightly.

"Please brother Andi. Please let me go." Thrashed.

"Please, give me a chance to talk. We need to talk to Jennie. Please."

"I don't want to, just let go of me and get out of here."

"I'll keep hugging you, if you stay still don't want to talk to me. Please give Jennie twenty minutes. Ten minutes is fine." Jennie's body began to give up, she no longer thrashed asking to be let go.

"good. We talk. But let me go first." Pinta Jennie's. Andi let go of her embrace.

Jennie patted her clothes, rubbing her rough arms because she felt touched by the dirty arms of the man she hated most in her life. "What do you want to talk about?" jennie asked without looking at her, their position was still the same, standing at Jennie's doorstep.

Andi sighed. "I just wanted to apologize to you, Jennie."

"I'm sorry," replied Jennie very ketus. still do not want to look at Andi both hands are now folded in front of the chest.

"Jennie, I know I'm guilty. You deserve to be mad at that." Andi's voice was not at all like Andi's rough and big-mouthed voice as before. He spoke softly at this moment.

"Jennie. I want you to let me. Meet my daughter."

Jennie turned her head quickly she raised her index finger towards Andi's face. "She's my daughter. Not your daughter, that's what you told me?"

"I know I've been very guilty of you and our son, Jennie."

Jennie chuckles cynically mixed in when she hears what she says to Nara as our son.

"If you realize you're sinful why are you still here? You threw Nara away. It would be best if you didn't bring your face up again in front of me or Nara!"

Andi looked at Jennie with a faint look. With a great feeling of guilt.

"You want me to abort Nara first, right? Then now what do you call Nara? Our kid?" Jennie chuckles. Feel silly with that word.

"As much as you want to consider me what Jennie, you need to know, I love her" she replied softly.

"I'm who?" Jennie's voice was hoarse, her tears were no longer able to hold.

"Sir Andi? Do you remember when I told you I was pregnant? What the hell did you do to me? This body is bruised from your punch!!!! You even grabbed my neck. YOU WANT TO KILL ME BROTHER!!!"

Andi shed her tears.

"You're asking me to abort Nara? Even you and your family have insulted me and my family." Jennie grabbed Andi's shirt with both hands.

"AND NOW YOU SAY YOU'RE DARLING? YOU LOVE A CHILD WHO SHOULD HAVE BEEN DEAD LONG AGO, IF I OBEY YOUR WILL!!!"

Jennie's forehead stuck to Andi's chest, crying as she pleased.

"You don't know what it's like to be Andi's sister? when I have to swallow all the suffering, blasphemy, and scorn from everyone because I got pregnant out of wedlock? You never even know how upset I am when I give birth? The women who were beside me were all beside by the man called husband!!! And me?" Back anything.

Andi grabs both of Jennie's wrists releasing her clutches. Then he rested under Jennie's feet, with his head bowed.

"I'm sorry Jennie. Please forgive me."

Jennie covered her mouth with one hand her shoulder shook violently because of that cry.

Jennie's feet began to step back.

"I can't forgive you Brother Andi... I can't.hiks."

Andi grabbed Jennie's hand. "Jennie please. Or if I need to punish myself, it's Jennie. Please punish me."

Jennie forcibly took her hand. Then stepped in and closed the door violently.

"Jennie, I still love you! You and Nara! That's what you need to know!" Andi cried who was still in his position to rest in front of the closed door.

Jennie's body leaning behind the door began to slump down.

"I don't want to forgive him, it's too painful for me. It's been so painful." Jennie murmured. From behind the door.

How could he say that at this moment? After what he had done, and just blurred away, leaving behind a trace of this deeply cut wound?

outside Andi still hasn't moved. His hand was slightly raised touching the door.

"Please Jennie... Please forgive me." Andi's voice outside already sounded very raucous.

Jennie covered both ears. He doesn't want to hear anything. He really did not want to hear anything from her.

He no longer wanted to be stupid, as there was still a hint of taste in his heart.

It cannot be lied to that feeling still exists. But the wound he had scratched was still very imprinted in the recesses of his heart. So that makes Jennie difficult to forgive Andi.