Mommy Dara's

PART 02

Gisela...!" exclaim Adinda down the stairs while holding on to the hands of the stairs.

"Take it, if you can!" exclaiming Gisela in Salman's sling while raising Adinda's phone high.

"Princess" called Salman so softly but full of emphasis with a gaze as if commanding to return the phone.

Gisela, who understood the meaning of Salman's gaze, immediately pulled the phone and forced it down and hid Adinda's phone behind her body, and ran away from the stairs.

"Gi-Gisela" Salman tried to grab Gisela's arm, but the little girl was so agile and fast at running.

"Aarrgh" as Salman was about to take a step to catch up to Gisela, Adinda's shouting voice shifted her steps, and directly climbed two stairs at once to prop up Adinda's almost staggered body forward.

TAP

Perfectly both Salman's burly hands held the tiny body of Adinda. And the girl reflexively poked her hands behind Salman's neck, to make sure he wouldn't fall. In a split second the two pairs of eyeballs of two people crouching against each other on the stairs, the breath hunting Adinda and Salman's chest that vibrated into accompanying music, the rescue scene.

Shalimar who heard a bustling sound outside his room, immediately looked for the source of the commotion. And her increasingly beautiful old face looks so radiant to see Salman and Adinda unyielding to release the gaze of both.

Gisela, who had moved away from the stairs, stopped her steps, and turned her back. He immediately turned on Adinda's phone and took a picture of Aunty and her Uncle staring at each other and hugging on the stairs. He even repeatedly photographed with a smile arch that always decorated his face.

"Eheum" Dehumanist Mr. Kaana's voice was quite loud in the middle of the stairs, unraveling the gazes of the two people who were diving into each other.

Adinda straightened her body back and lowered her head while tidying her hair and clothes, just to fight the nervousness that suddenly struck.

"You okay?" without daring to look at the man who had helped him, he simply shook his head slowly in response.

"Thank you for helping me, brother" he said sincerely still with his head down. Salman pulled both corners of his lips, saw the unraveling black hair and slightly covered Adinda's face.

Mr. Kaana stared alternately at the activities of the two humans in front of him. "Man. Come with Daddy to the study, Daddy wants to talk to you!" tuan Kaana then told his body, he who had wanted to go down the stairs to undo the intention and began to climb the stairs without waiting for Salman's answer.

Hearing the sound of steps away, Adinda took steps while holding on to the arms of the stairs. Salman was still at home standing in his place while continuing to stare at Adinda's back.

After all the stairs passed, still holding on to the hands of the stairs. Adinda looked back. The two pairs of eyes look at each other again with the present, two steps that become a separator.

"Eheum" this time deheman slowly decides Gisela's view.

"This is me returning your phone," said Gisela, thrusting the flat object into Adinda's stomach, and still keeping her annoyance as she grabbed her smart object.

"I've returned your phone, now you help me get ready for school" Gisela said, passing by Adinda, and climbing the stairs and stopping on the stairs that Salman stood on, and stretched out both hands asking for a sling. Anxiously Salman lifted Gisela's body and carried her up the steps. After Salman and Gisela were in the middle of the stairs, Adinda took steps to follow the two.

Salman dropped Gisela right on the doorstep of the little girl's room. After getting a thank you and kissing Gisela's forehead, Salman immediately headed for the study room where his Daddy was waiting.

The younger sister, who had just reached the top step, stared with a smile of warmth created between Salman and Gisela. Both her neutrals continue to follow the movement of Salman's back that is getting away.

Tok tok tok tok

"What does Daddy want to talk to me about?" salman asked after taking a seat opposite Daddy and the desk as a barrier to both.

Mr. Kaana took a slow breath, took the map from the drawer of his desk, and put the map in front of Salman.

Continuing to glance at the slightly old man before him, Salman opened the map and read the CV on the first page of the map. "Dad, what does this mean?" ask him to close the map immediately.

"You want to match me up, huh,?" continue to ask by holding back a little disappointed.

"Listen to Daddy for a second!"

Mr. Kaana took a deep breath to continue his words, he knew very well Salman would not agree with what was to be said. But he had to make this decision. Salman is very mature to build a new life in the household.

"Daddy can clearly see it, do you like Adinda?" Salman threw away his face, and avoided his Daddy's gaze.

"Salman! Daddy loves you just as much as he loves Sergio, you know that! Daddy wants you to start a new life, without having to imagine the past. It won't end if you're with him. Or did you deliberately approach her because she was part of your past?"

"Dad," Salman refuted and looked back at his Daddy.

"Daddy doesn't know what happened in the town of S yesterday, Jack who suddenly returned with a new status. Then it was Harti's mom who said you were Adinda's future husband." Mr. Kaana took a pause to continue his words.

"Nobody knows you're Gerald's biological father. The world knows Sergio is his Daddy. And I want to keep it that way,"

Salman stared fixedly at the two beads of eyes before him, looking seriousness and pleading from the look of those eyes.

"If the world does not know it, shall my own son not know it? I gave you the mother of my son. Did I not have the chance to acknowledge my son?" Salman is still trying to calm down, despite his growing disappointment.

"It will only complicate your future. Excuse me... Daddy wants it all to end. Sergio has found his happiness. You should also achieve your happiness. Mr. An sends a proposal for his eldest daughter, because she likes you,"

"He liked me before Gerald. Will he still accept me, when he finds out?"

"That's why Daddy doesn't want the world to know" Kaana said.

"Sorry Mr. Kaana... I might be able to let Amanda go, but not my son! I was a child that my own father never acknowledged, and I didn't want my son, to be the same fate as me." Salman immediately moved after saying it.

"Daddy is sorry," Mr. Kaana stepped up and turned the table and stood beside Salman.

"Salman—"

"There is no connection whatsoever between me and Adinda, the remark is just a misunderstanding" Salman said with a straight forward look.

"One more. Gerald is a part of my life, so his presence will never complicate my future. With or without the status of marriage attached to me later. I made a mistake, and I don't want to repeat my mistake. I want him to know that I love him, I don't want to hide his identity. If you mind, I can take it. And I'll always be by her side." Salman immediately swung a step after saying that and left Mr. Kaana who was still standing with a feeling of tightness due to the tears held back.