
But on the one hand he feels very lucky to be born from parents like Umar and Desi because it is so perfect to be a parent and also understand each other as a couple.
But on the other hand he was sad because he began to be pessimistic afraid that he would not get the same man or at least approach the personality of the father.
Because he was used to being treated very well by his first love father.
"Ra, what's wrong with you?"
Ask someone to surprise me who turns out to be a father.
I stretched out my hand to wipe away my tears.
"Ga kok well, Rara just glimpsed her eyes. Where are you going?" Ask me to switch the conversation.
"You don't have to pretend to be strong in front of dad, son. Maybe Hara is not the best for you but I hope you do not close your heart to new people. It's not easy but I'm sure your daughter can" said the father took me into his arms.
And it turns out that the sadness and tears that I tried to hide from earlier again require my first love.
"Dad believes that someday there will be a man who does not say much but is able to prove by action that the father deserves to entrust this father's son to him" said the father who was accompanied by rubbing on the back and also occasional kisses dilayangannya in my head.
"Udah yes Ra, maybe at first it was difficult and felt heavy but all could be passed. And one thing that is important and needs to be instilled in the heart that before starting a relationship there must be a risk, if something unexpected happens or something unwanted. And we have to be ready for that and the worst possibility is to lose ", said the father who made me more nervous.
Father patiently still did the same as if he understood what I wanted right now, which was to just be quiet and hugged like this so that I could channel this sadness by crying.
After some time I became calmer and as if the turmoil in my heart was slightly reduced by listening to the advice of the father who seemed to be a motivation for me.
"I'm sorry dad, it's been this big Rara is still not ashamed to cry in front of dad" said I bowed my head.
The father's words then made me again scatter into the arms of father.
"Thank you dad, you've been the best dad and it's always been like this for us. Dad can't change and it always has to be like this" said I, who cried this time because I felt so lucky to have a father .
"ease dong hugged her, really long"
then I turned the eyeball lazy because without looking I already know who the mastermind is.
"what the hell bun, disturb me again romantic as well" said I while turning my lips while releasing a hug and while wiping the mucus out of my nose.
"ihhhhh jorok deh" said the mother who displayed a disgust that made the father chuckle.
" romantic is romantic, but it's not as long as it's also her hug. From earlier ga nyampe nyampe yes water. it turns out oh it's what happened" said mother fierce.
But I knew deep down that my mother was trying to comfort me and I was quite amused by it .
"uh yes bun, father to forget" said the father while scratching his head as a habit when making a small mistake to the mother.
"yes, take it yourself"
"don't dong, you've both just healed"
"yeah bun, well Rara to the room first"
which was only answered with a nod by both of them and I continued to move to the sofa to pick up my phone that was left behind when confiding with my mother and ended with a second session with my father.