Marry my Raise Brother
Chapter 66
“I'm sorry, Brother.” Ayleen looked at the red baby wrapped in the fur coat glazed over. Some days spent a lot of time together, unfortunately Dayana began to form by itself.
“Yes, it's okay. If you want to go back to Bandung, I have no problem, Leen. About Dayana, don't worry. He will grow up like other children, will not lack anything.” Erka assured.
“Ya, Brother.” Ayleen. He kissed Dayana's sleeping forehead. Tired of crying, the baby sleeps until it is not touched despite the noise around it.
I don't know what Mommy's been talking to you. But, I just want you to know .. finish your lecture, don't think of me and Dayana here. We can do it ourselves, Leen.”
“Ya, Brother.”
“Good.” Erka glanced at the sweet passenger next to her.
His love for Ayleen comes when he has taken a stand and promises to marry Cindy. If not, of course Erka will drag her youngest sister to the wedding.
Being late and having regrets. Maybe without realizing his feelings for Ayleen have formed by himself, only he has not been willing to admit. Too tired of the bonds of brotherhood, so it takes time for him to realize the true content of the heart.
“She's beautiful, Sister.”
After a long period of silence, the girl tried to open the conversation. Awkward to say hello, making the distance even further.
“Dayana looks like Cindy, doesn't look like me at all.” Erka lying. Deciding to cover up Cindy's disgrace, the man tried to no longer bring up all the mistakes of his late wife. Think of it as a penance because in reality he is the most responsible person.
Had Cindy not been dragged into a marriage charade, maybe this grief would not have happened. His life will be peaceful and not overshadowed by guilt. He could have been married to a loved girl as well as the choice of his parents.
•••
Almost ten days in Jakarta, Hutomo finally raised his voice. It is impossible to linger in the capital, he and Veronica have their own lives in the city of Bandung.
That morning, when everyone had gathered in the dining room to enjoy breakfast, Hutomo said. Finishing his cereal breakfast hurriedly, the twilight-aged man straightened his seat.
“Tomorrow, Daddy and Mommy will return to Bandung. It's been a while here, Daddy's been missing goldfish in front of the house.”
“Ayleen stay here. Help Erka take care of her daughter. Right now Daddy can only expect you, Leen.”
“But, how was my lecture?” Ayleen protested.
“Lecture in Jakarta and help your sister keep an eye on Dayana,” Hutomo explained.
The statement of the head of the family attracted the attention of many people. Ersa gave a smile, while Erka scratched her head.
“But, Dad ...” Ayleen protested for a second time.
“Leen, please. All this time Daddy never asked, but this time Daddy begged you.” Hutomo tidied up his seat, hands were made relaxed, clasped on the table.
Ayleen glanced towards his mother and Erka, then looked at the busy Ersa with a mobile phone in hand. No one can deny, everyone is busy with their own activities.
“Alright, Dad.” Ayleen relented and followed Hutomo's will.
A smile was etched on the lips of that old man. Hutomo tried to talk about the deal he and Veronica discussed last night before going to bed.
“Good, so Dayana has no shortage of affection.”
“Live in Jakarta and marry Erka. Urus Dayana is like you take care of your own daughter. Maybe not now, but please consider. Not for Erka, not for you. Please do it for Dayana.” Hutomo looked serious, there was no sign of joking in it.
“DAD!”
“Dad.”
“Dad.”
Erka, Ersa, and Ayleen were shocked. His third reflex called out his daddy at the same time. There was no wind, no storm, the old man's lips spoke fluently. If it were Veronica, it would be a different story. But now Hutomo is speaking.
