
Dita today intends to go to the bank. To create a new account and close the old account. He no longer wants Mas Ryan to transfer money to him. He can support himself and the child in his womb.
Even if his son has to meet Mas Ryan, let fate bring them together. But Dita no longer intends to go home and meet Mas Ryan even though he has given birth later. And let also fate that will bring him and Mas Ryan. He did not want his son and he was just a disgrace to Mas Ryan and his family. Enough Bita who got insult from Mas Ryan's family, his son did not. His son should live happily even without his father. He was sure he could make his son happy alone.
The day was quite blistering for Dita, with a little running step she got into the bank. Then take the queue number and wait for its turn.
In just half an hour now his new account is ready. Now he doesn't have to worry anymore. Now he felt completely disappeared from the life of Mas Ryan and returned home with a sense of relief.
When he was at the bank, when filling out the email section that he had to register for internet banking he just remembered that he still used his old email that could have been traced to his location. He must immediately create a new email and deactivate his old email.
Seen Dita who is still serious in front of his laptop, he was busy removing all digital traces related to him. It seems he really intends to leave the life of Mas Ryan that he once felt sweet. Remembering that always makes his blood rustle. Everything about Mas Ryan always manages to get him lulled. There is no denying that he misses that guy. But miss stay miss, improve his self-esteem is now still number one. He no longer wanted to drown in the sweet sin they had committed. Regardless of the norm they glorify the love that now makes both miserable. But regretting yourself is not enough. Getting better is what matters to him.
Dita smiled with satisfaction when she completed the creation of a new account in her email. Now it's just deactivating the old one.
When the opening of his old email, he saw dozens maybe even hundreds of emails from Mas Ryan who had difficulty contacting him. The scroll continued without any intention of opening it. Opening it only made his heart waver, let alone repay it. Although there were swirls that passed through his chest, and irregular stubbornness because he saw the number of emails from Mas Ryan but one by one through it successfully without opening it, he said, it seemed like his logic was winning an ongoing race with his heart.
Suddenly his hand stopped scrolling and his eyes were fixed on one email. The ASEAN Foundation Research Scholarship. Open it and read it carefully.
Dear Ms's. Hanindita Amilia's,
Congratulations, we are deliberated to offer you a full time graduate place to study in university you have chosen with full scholarship from ASEAN Foundation Research Scholarship.
Reading up there alone made his heart almost dislodged. In fact, he had almost forgotten that last year had taken a series of tests to get the S2 scholarship. But because the announcement did not come, he forgot about it. Now the opportunity came, the result of his former struggle now approached him.
If Dimas finds out he got this scholarship, he'll be happy. Because at that time Dimas was the one who drove him to the test, waiting for him to be sleepy and tired all day. Even Dimas to ditch from his office for supporting Dita that day.
He glimpsed her growing belly, in her elus with great affection. Why does this opportunity come at a time like this. When he began to build his business, when he began to enjoy the hobby that is now his new job, and when he was two.
Instantly he remained silent while looking at his stomach.
But isn't this opportunity something he longed for long ago, continuing his education, pursuing his dreams and ideals.