Final Letter

ST47

If you talk about regret, there must be a stupid decision that has been taken, whether it is a hasty decision or even a thoughtless decision.

Arya with all her hard decisions allowed the father and a husband to meet the Inca, a poor girl who had been neglected by life. Many things Aryan thought, his work or even his own Inca who was deep in his heart wanted to meet his father and husband.

At 8 am the three left for the country which was not far from Indonesia, but because Arya was so good at hiding the Inca then no one could meet the Inca except with the permission of Arya.

At 10 o'clock or less both are already in an apartment on the 20th floor, the floor is a privacy area where the people who live there want their identity hidden, what is certain is that there are requirements that must be met that they are not involved in criminal acts in their home country .

Arya pressed the code of her apartment, it can be imagined how much money must be spent by Arya to rent this elite apartment, not to mention the cost of medicine and living costs in the country.

Moments later the apartment was open, the first thing she saw was a baby boy being looked after by his nun. The one-and-a-half-year-old was watching an animation on a sizable television screen, when she saw the child's open door turning and screaming in excitement.

"Ayahhhhhhhh, the father's hole" said the boy's glee with his slurred voice.

Although he was still under 2 years old, but the Inca children were quite intelligent and already had a lot of vocabulary, because his family always invited to talk to him many things including Arya.

The son and Erwin were still wondering who the boy was, whether the Inca son or Erwin's son was with his wife.

"Hello son of Dad, do you miss me?" arya asked as she spread out her arms to embrace the small body.

"Yes, I'm Lindu" he said while receiving a hug from Arya

As the boy hugged Arya his gaze turned to the two male figures in front of him, and asked who they were. A baby boy named Arkana Nuraz Aryasatya: A noble-hearted baby boy who is always on the right path with wealth. That's the name given by Arya, with a good sense do not forget to slip his name is not the name of the Son as his father, presumably indeed but according to him it is worth the attitude of the Son on the Inca.

"Who's father?" ask Arka

Arya let go of her embrace.

"Give greetings son, they are your mother's family" said Arya who did not tell about the son as her father.

With clever and friendly Arka also approached the two and kissed the hands of Erwin and the Son. Both were surprised that it was true that their assumption that the son in front of him was the son of the Inca who was none other than the son and grandson of Erwin.

"Is he my grandson?" erwin asked Arya with a heavy voice.

Arya nodded too.

Seeing Arya nod at once her tears both broke and hugged the child, a poor baby that her father had neglected .

"Yes, he was the son of the Inca, his name was Arkana" Arya said

Arka was confused by the attitude of the two men who hugged and kissed her.

"Son, I'm your father" said the spontaneous son who made an arc of confusion and immediately released the embrace of the Son and then approached Arya.

"Om my father's butan, my father" said Arka innocently while hugging Arya

Like being pierced by thousands of knives so painful and painful, his own flesh and blood did not recognize him as his father. Should the son be selfish and tell the truth that He is the real father, it seems futile that the toddler will refuse, because all this time he knows is only Arya as his father.

"Don't be in a hurry, he's a kid. Don't confuse Arka with your statement, as I said for now let me be the only father Arka has. I will not be evil and cover up the truth." said Arya

"Honey, that one is your grandfather the father of the Inca mother" Arya explained

Arka's eyes turned towards the son as if asking "Who is this then?"

"Who are you curious about this, right?" arya's question made the sick son hear her when the word "Om" was spoken from Arya's lips.

Arka nodded too.

"Hhmmhhhh At this time I will keep secret who this om, until your height is as high as this" said Arya while measuring Arka's height with her hands on her head a little higher

Arka nodded too.

"Smart child, father promises to say it, for now you can play and chat with his om ya" said Arya as if telling Arka to approach with Putra

Again Arka nodded.

As they were talking with their respective minds, Rahmi shortly came out from the top floor with a shocked face. Slowly Rahmi approached Arya and Arka, her gaze turning to the figure of Erwin the man who had married his nephew and left him to marry the woman his father chose.

To be honest Rahmi was so disappointed , but everything had happened and Rahmi did not want to take care of the grudges and chose to clench everything. Erwin who was aware of Rahmi's gaze immediately kissed the hand of his late wife's aunt and cried for forgiveness.

"Bi, forgive this cowardly man who has hurt my wife many times and now my own son is a victim of my stupidity. I'm sorry bi" said Erwin accompanied by melted tears

"Here it is, everything has happened, however much I blame you everything will not go back to how it was, I am sure the burden of regret that you are currently carrying is quite large. So I hope you can think and reflect on everything" Rahmi said wisely.

Before long Rahmi's view leads to the figure of the Son who is experiencing it.

"Is he Inca's husband?" ask Rahmi

"Yes Bi, he's Inca's husband" said Erwin

"Hhhhhh, I think you will completely forget about my granddaughter and never regret your stupidity. Even though it's too late you can meet my poor girl, but things are different like before. I'm not going to let you hurt her again, because she deserves to be happy for a second"

"We want to ask forgiveness for our sins against Bi, we want to take care of it and redeem it all."

"Yes ma'am, let me apologize to my wife and make amends for all my mistakes with her, I promise I will make her happy from now on" the son assured

Seeing the words of the two who were earnest and full of regret, Rahmi nodded her head. Rahmi was not until the heart separated the Inca from her family.

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