Genius Child: Possessive Father

Surprise For Alula 2

Taxis on board Alula as well as Darren and Darrel, stopped at a restaurant. Alula looked at her two sons. His eyes looked as if asking, is this really the place of the party.

"This address is not wrong, ma'am." Darrel said, showing Alula the invitation again.

Alula read it again, making sure the address was correct.

"Yes, the address is correct." Alula. "All right, let's get down! This sir, the fare." Alula thrust a hundred thousand pieces at the driver.

"Sorry miss. This taxi was ordered on behalf of Mr. Gara Emanuel Grisam, the owner of an online taxi company. So, there's no pay for Mr. Gara's family."

"What-what?"

"Yes, miss."

He is also the owner of an online taxi company? Is he that rich? Inner Alula.

They must not be random people. Just this time the master ordered not to take any payment from them. Usually, all passengers are the same. Including his mother and step-sister. Inner driver.

"Yes sir, thank you. Come on Darren, Darrel!"

Alula, Darren and Darrel get out of the cab. Alula stared intently at Darren. This must have been the case, ordering under the name Gara.

"Come, be honest with you! You must be the one doing it?"

"Yes. Father said it. Use your name when you need something." Darren replied, relax.

"Huuh."

Oh my God, why is he so happy to answer me.

Alula took her two children to the place on the invitation. Private rooms, their purpose.

"Is the invitation not wrong Darren, Darrel? It's so fancy just for a birthday party."

"Entahlah Ma'am. We don't know either." Darrel.

"Yes already. Come on!"

They arrived in front of the private room. A restaurant waiter approached them.

"Please enter, miss. You've been waiting." Said the waiter.

Alula pushed the door slowly. Instantly, his body was fixated, with a gaze that looked at someone in front of him.

"Dad..." Alula Mumbled. His eyes are starting to glaze over.

Darren and Darrel just watched. Slowly, Darren pulled the door and closed it.

Alula walked slowly towards her father. His eyes blurred from tears. Zarfan also shed his tears. He misses his daughter very much.

"What the hell is this, isn't it Dad?" Alula asked, standing right in front of Zarfan.

"Yes. It's Dad."

Not waiting anymore, Alula hit Zarfan and hugged him tightly. Let go of all the longing he had endured all this time.

"I'm sorry Alula, Dad. Sorry Alula. Alula's been a troublesome daughter to Dad. Be a princess who can only make you ashamed."

"Alula knows, Alula was wrong. But, Alula please! Don't hate Alula. Keep thinking of Alula as your daughter." Said Alula, while sobbing in his father's arms.

"No son. It's all Dad's fault. I didn't give you a chance to explain everything. Dad followed Dad's anger, and kicked you out of the house instead. Sorry Dad!"

"Dad's no longer good at keeping you. Dad made it hard for you to live in your pregnancy. Dad is a bad dad. Forgive me, Father." Zarfan.

Alula looked up at Zarfan. He wiped away his father's tears.

"Nobody should Alula forgive from Dad. Everything you did was not wrong. Here, Alula is wrong. So, let's both fix everything." Alula said, with a smile.

Zarfan was once again touched by the kindness of his daughter. He thought Alula would hate him and run away if she met him. But, everything in his brain did not happen. Her daughter apologized to her.

"Thank you." Zarfan hugged Alula. He pulled the corner of his lips with a happy feeling, when his eyes met Darren and Darrel.

Darren and Darrel smiled looking at the smile on Zarfan's face. Both are also convinced, Alula must feel the same happiness, as Zarfan felt.

Darrel glanced at Darren next to him. Slowly, he nudged Darren's arm. Makes Darren look at her.

"Where's Dad?" Ask Darrel with a voice made as slow as possible. It can be said as a whisper.

"Dad? I don't know. I'll send him a message." Reply Darren.

At home, Gara was ready. He will go to restaurant xx. As his hand was about to pull the door, a phone came in. Because he lazily lifted it.

"What's wrong?" Ask Gara, without a stale ado.

"Gara, it's Mom. Your father had an accident. He fell down the stairs." Stepmom Gara said from across the street.

"I'll be there." Reply without asking much.

He closed the door and immediately entered his car. He drove the four-wheeled vehicle to his father's house, at full speed. It's the habit of his father who does not want to be treated in the hospital.

Fifteen minutes, Gara gets there. He walked straight to his father's room. No matter what Laura's antics are, stepmother.

"How are you doing?" Ask Gara, looking at his father, Ginanjar. Their relationship was not good, since his father married Laura.

"It's a little bad." Laura replied, who immediately got a sharp look from Gara.

"I didn't ask you." Sarkas Gara, make Laura shut up.

Damn you Gara! I'm sure it'll bring you to your knees and like me. And you, my old jackass husband, die quickly. I can't wait to have your child. Inner Laura.

"I know your way of mind. Don't expect that to happen." Talk to Laura.

Gara looked at his father. He also did not like to behave like this to his father. But, her father's decision forced her to be cold to him.

One incoming message shifted his gaze.

Darren

Dad, everything's going well. Darrel and I are waiting for Dad.

^^^Gara^^

^^^Wait a minute. Dad's got a little business.^^^

After reading a message from Darren and replying to him, Gara turned her phone back into her pocket.

"I'll be back. He's all right. Take care of him, like he's keeping your life and your son's." Gara.

"I'm leaving. Take care of your health. May it heal soon." Saying to His Father.

Leaving the house without saying anything more. But, he suspected that the fall of Ginanjar was caused by Laura. After sending Secretary Kenan a message to find out everything, Gara immediately drove to the xx restaurant.

For parking the car and immediately heading to the private room. The servants who passed Gara, bowed respectfully. But because they ignore them. The goal is a private room. He doesn't care about them all.

So slowly, Gara pushed the door of the room. When the door opened a little, Gara could hear the conversation of the people in the place.

"How's Dad, the food's good?" Alula asked, so attentive.

"Yes, the food in this restaurant is delicious."

"Dad want to add? I'll order it again."

"no need. I've had enough of this." Zarfan.

Alula looked at her father. He was full of affection. "Thank you Dad. I've been spending time meeting Alula."

"No. Thank your two sons. They're so smart. They planned all that."

Alula turned to Darren and Darrel. A sincere smile was imprinted on his face. "Thank you Mother's children."

"Don't beltel thank us ma'am." Darrel.

Alula's forehead shriveled. "Why?"

"It's all Dad's ideas." Darren Timpal.

Daddy's? Is this all Gara's idea? Alula murmured in the heart.

"Dad?" Beo Zarfan doesn't understand.

"Yes grandpa. Dad planned all this. Dad's coming soon." Darrel said, sure.

"Sorry late." The heavy sound from the doorway made everyone turn their heads.

"Yay, Dad."

"T-mister Gara?" Zarfan muttered in disbelief. His eyes were still fixed on Gara who was now carrying Darrel.