
“Papa forgive me, I was wrong not to think before acting. I'm a fool, please forgive me, don't just shut up like this”
"It's enough playing around outside!? tired of living poor?”
“You chose to run, you chose to leave this house, right? So why are you now willing to come back? Heh!”
“I know. I think you already know that your man of choice is nothing more than a rotten, masked man behind his singing face. Right no?”
Mr. Hermawan slightly leaned his face towards Dahlia. Yes, it's true that the mere puppet Mr. Hermawan and Bu Lia have returned. He returned after almost a year of leaving his parents' home, leaving a marriage that had been arranged neatly by his father.
He came back with a different appearance. Dahlia, whose nose was covered with treasure, now lives in financial constraints. There were no fancy clothes attached to his body. No expensive jewelry adorned her beautiful body. He came back in a mess. Shabby clothes tend to be old models even without the touch of iron, now attached tightly wrapped his body.
“For what are you back now?”
“It's too late!”
“Toooooooo!”
Hermawan shouted so loudly, that the sound filled his house. Anyone who heard the screams must have been terrified, not imagining that many servants were quick to escape. They chose to go to the kitchen to pull over from the boisterous family drama that was whistling tense at that time.
“Pa, already. Keep your tone down. You are dealing with your son. Not your enemy” Serkas Bu Lia who does not accept his son in snapped like that.
“Kids? You said my son? After what I did to me” huh, cute” Hermawan laughed for a while.
“You as a child don't have the slightest gratitude with your parents. You know Papa's been working hard to match you to Dawn. Papa's done a lot for that, for your sake. For the sake of your increasingly decent and established life. For the power of our family to be more successful. You know it!”
“But, but what's your reply? You even left on your wedding day. You ran off with a man whose origins are unclear. Even his work and life are also far from the word deserve”
“You are tired of living poor, right?, to make you want to come back here again?”
Dahlia was still sobbing under the Papa's feet. Everything that has been said by Mr. Hermawan is true. He was too ignorant, he was negligent for the sake of momentary pleasure. He prefers his lover who has no future and is willing to run away on his wedding day. Although he also knew, if married to Dawn not necessarily his life will be happy. Moreover, he knew that Dawn was blatantly rejecting their betrothal.
“What can I do to make amends Pa?”
“Ma, please forgive me. Forgive me for everything that happened. Papa geez, we can finish everything well. We ask the Dirgantara family to return to continue this matchmaking”
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Dahlia still sobbed crying over everything that had happened, even in some time her breath felt very heavy because of crying for too long.
“Toooooooo!”
Late!”
“Toooooooo!”
Dahlia's eyes are perfect. He who fell on the floor immediately rose with all his might. Look at the face of the Papa with question marks.
“No way, it can't be Orange is just a waiter. Where might the Aerospace family want to accept it” he half-smilingly said that, his head moving to the right and to the left as if he was rejecting the existing destiny.
“Cannot be how, that is the fact there”
“Ma is not true, is it Ma? Isn't that right, Ma? It is impossible for that slave to now become the great Mistress of the Aerospace family. I'm so much better than everything Ma compared him”
Dahlia shifted her body to the side. He looked into Bu Lia's eyeballs looking for the truth of what his father had said.
“Ma don't be quiet. Answer my question. This is not true, right?” Dahlia slightly shook Bu Lia's body looking for answers to the questions she had been asking.
While Ms. Lia, she just nodded her head as a sign of the truth of the statement her husband said. His eyes glistened, he could not bear to see the princess broke his heart.
“No, no may”
“Can't be how? You know Dahlia, even now they already have a child!”
Said Mr. Hermawan with great disappointment. He was sad, he was disappointed that the child in the midst of his future did not want to obey orders yes. But after everything happened like this, he came back. Return with destruction that plagues him. As a parent his heart ached. The pain of seeing his son injured but can not be denied the disappointment is still deep in his mind.
“Papa, why let it all happen. Why didn't Papa prevent the marriage, didn't Papa say that I was the one who was going to marry Dawn. Not Jingga”
Now a rampaging Dahlia, she demands an explanation for what happened a year ago. She did not accept her future husband being forcibly snatched by another woman. Moreover, the woman was his servant since childhood.
“Hah, you fool Dahlia. You're the one who chose to leave your wedding. You run away, then now you are angry to demand an explanation from us?”
Said Mr. Hermawan coldly but able to stab the niche of the child's heart. That night the Hermawan residence was not okay. Family drama is happening there.
“Already Pa, it's Dahlia, it's all happened. We can not blame each other all has become a suratan from the power of”
“Speaking suratan from which power you know what about it?. I've been designing everything since a long time. Ever since Dahlia was a child, I dreamed of the Aerospace and Horizon companies uniting into one under the power of my hands!”
“Pa, it's all happened. Can you see your son like this? Our son is being ruined Pa, he needs us as his support. If not for us, then who else will he lean and complain?” Sizzle Bu Lia, do not accept if her son is angry even though he knows all too on the basis of the mistakes that Dahlia has made.
“Lantas? I should forgive him that way? Receive him back to stay here? Cih” Hermawan turned his face unacceptable.
“Keep for what Papa built a business empire like this. For what Papa is looking for this much treasure if not for our lives. What's Pa for? For what?”
It's time for Ms. Lia to raise her tone. His head was very painful to see the debate that night that was not blessed.