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88. I Just want Kavin

..."Whys?! Why doesn't he come back, just like what he said papa? Why did he lie to everyone? Is it because he doesn't want to see me, papa?"...

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..."Zalynda Adora Atmaja's"...

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Central jakarta, 23.05pm

Prangs! Prangs! Prangs!

"Akhhh! goddamn bum! jerk! bastards! akhc!" Zaly was hysterical. He's like a possessed person throwing things in his room.

The woman had just entered the room, and suddenly. He directly grabbed the vase of flowers, and directly threw it at just about anyone.

The woman didn't do it once. Instead he threw all the glassware for millions of dollars just like that, until it broke, and splattered on the floor.

"I hate you Kavin! I really hate you bastard!" After shouting like that, Zaly immediately sat down to fall on the floor, with tears that had already come out.

It was obvious that his chest was now rising and falling rapidly, "But, I love you too. I love you so much, heh— heh—" Zaly added with a breathless breath.

The woman looks a little calm, but as her memory twists the events of the past few hours that happened in the main house of the Kavin family comes to light.

Prangs!

He again threw his phone right hit a mirror that had earlier displayed his reflection, "Akhhhh! What's clear today is that I hate you Kavin! I hate you!" but I love you too." Zaly started raving like crazy while continuing to pull his own hair.

"Darling, Zaly. Why are you son." A tall, middle-aged man with white skin, white sides of his hair, and a few wrinkles on his face. The middle-aged man, who has the name— Bagas Putra Atmaja, was seen entering the room Zaly— his only child, in a row.

Bagas immediately bent his knees at his son's side, and he immediately embraced the one-on-one woman in his life, after the death of his wife, "Honey, why are you like this baby? tell Papa, what's wrong with you?"

Zaly didn't winbut instead the beautiful woman was getting crazier. Bagas who saw that, immediately brought his favorite child into his arms, "Stop like this Zaly. Don't make Papa sad, because you're like this" Bagas said by stroking Zaly's trembling back.

Zaly, who is getting warm treatment, can be a little calm. But her crying has not subsided. Bagas who knew it, moved to break his embrace, and immediately framed the face of a child just like his puppet.

However, tonight. Zaly cries hysterically, and Bagas knows the cause of all this is Alfarizi Kavindra. Nothing could make his beloved son cry like this, except the son of his late wife's best friend.

"I hate Kavin Papa! I hate Kavin!" shoot Zaly with a hiccup, "but I love Kavin too."

"Yes, kid. Papa knows that," Bagas replied as he continued stroking his son's vibrating back.

"Papa Zaly, right? Papa always meets Zaly's demands, but why can't Papa fulfill this Zaly's request? Does Papa not love Zaly anymore?"

"Husss! Don't say it like that, baby. Papa from the past to the present is always dear to Zaly."

"But why can't Papa get Kavin for me?" Zaly moved away from her Papa's embrace, and she immediately flashed her sharp gaze to the middle-aged man.

"But Zaly only asked for Kavin, Papa! Just Kavin! But, Papa can't get it for Zaly, hiks— hiks," Zaly added in a rising tone.

"Isn't that so dear. We also went to Kavin's parents' house"

"and it was in vain Papa. We're not getting anything in there" cut Zaly with a wide open hand.

"Papa tried" said Bagas in self-defense.

"But Papa's efforts have not yielded any results at all. So, this is what Papa meant by. Papa still loves Zaly? By making Zaly cry like this?"

"No dear. It's not like that."

"Then what was Papa like? Likewhat?" Bagas could not answer the child's question. In the end, he could only close his eyes with a clenched hand.

'my son is like this because of your son, Rama. I don't want to know, you have to take responsibility for all of this, ' Inner Bagas, and he pulled his beloved daughter back into his warm embrace.

"Papa Promise will fulfill your wish, dear. Didn't papa Kavin say that you were told to wait two more days?" Bagas paused his words, and he stroked the child's dear hair, "so, we'll wait another two days."

"I just want Kavin Papa. I just want Kavin to love me, like I love him."

"Yes, honey. Papa will do that for you."