Pressure From Ex Husband

sorry dad son

Rihana went back to the kitchen and continued making the cake.

Budhe tin just silently looked at the change in Rihana's face, the middle-aged woman seemed to be able to understand what was currently in his nephew's mind, better just shut up and let Rihana set his heart first, like a little girl, he will tell stories without being asked.

Alim was still faithfully silent on the spot, sat down and leaned his body on the chair, his gaze was empty, his heart was raging there was a sense of unwillingness and pain that spread to destroy his soul, he said, there was no feeling of a clear trickle seeping out of his two eyes, his regret was now nothing, his arrogant attitude and indifference had now gradually destroyed his life, and his old self, had now gradually destroyed his life,is this the karma I have to accept?

why does it feel like I have to be this sick?

in his sobbing, it turned out that there was a pair of eyes watching from behind the door of the room, Alma was fixated on staring at her father who was sobbing alone in the living room chair, I don't know what feeling is now coming to the little girl, she said, all he knew was how his father had behaved all this time who did not care about him.

let alone care about his needs, ask the news never.

Realizing the presence of his daughter, Alim instantly erased the trail of clear water melts that soaked his face.

"Alma's up, son, here's my dad wants to hug Alma."

Alim asked his son to come closer and sit next to him, but Alma was just silent not flinching with a gaze that I don't know, it made Alim even more inflamed, she said, it hurt as his own flesh blood was so foreign to his presence.

it's all my fault, I'm really sorry, I'm sorry your father is son.

Alim was increasingly unable to hold back his tears, he was sobbing with a deep sense of regret, guilt that was unable to change anything for his actions first.

"Alma, sorry father son, please sit next to father, here son, father will not hurt Alma, father promises no longer snapped Alma snapped.

I just want to be close to Alma, that's all.

here to sit next to your father, don't be afraid Yaa."

Alim continues to convince Alma to come closer to him.

Alma began to step closer to his father despite his doubts, but however Alim remains a father to be respected, mother always said, 'don't hate your father because he is only a khilaf, but he is a paternal father, someday there will be a time when the father realizes his mistake and if that time comes, Alma must forgive the father and continue to pray for the good of the father yes son, Alma child sinter and good right?'.

The words appear in Alma's memory, the girl suddenly cries withstanding the tightness of her past memories, but Alma must be able to forget, she said, perhaps this is the time when my father began to realize his mistake and regret his actions, Alma continued to speak in his heart.

When Alma landed his butt sitting next to his father, Alim suddenly grabbed his daughter's tiny body brought into his arms, Alim cried as it became.

"sorry son, sorry.

I promise you from this moment on, you'll change, you'll be a good, responsible parent, Alma will you excuse me?"

Alma was not able to stem his cries, they embraced in a sobbing, anyone who saw will dissolve into the groove of sadness, he said, no exception Rihana who was silent peeking from behind the wall between the middle room and the kitchen.

Rihana could not bear to cry, there was a sense of relief because her ex-husband had realized his mistake and wanted to love the daughter he should have loved.

but on the other hand, Rihana is no longer possible if you have to agree to a referral to build a household with Alim, again,

forgiveness is easy, but to come back is impossible, because the feeling is dead and frozen.

Alma asked hesitantly looking at her father.

"Sorry father son, once again sorry father, Alma believe yes father, father will change and father will care more and love Alma.

Alma would like to apologize to me and trust me?"

Alim cupped Alma's cheeks with both hands, trying to convince his daughter to believe him.

'Yes, Alma had already pardoned me, even before I apologized, because my mother always taught Alma to remain affectionate and pray for me, even though I never considered Alma's presence."

Degs.....

Alim as if slapped by his girl's speech, it was very painful.

"again, I'm sorry baby."

Alma nodded and smiled, undeniably there were millions of happy that could not be spoken in his heart

the longed father, the father who is always in prayer now comes back to offer his affection, maybe God starts to grant his prayer.

"Hmmm this was brought by me by Alma, there's martabak, burger and pizza.

Alma ate which one you used to eat, must have woken up laper father's son, right?"

Yuk eat the same father, we finish ya ya."

Alim is very happy because Alma has started to open up for him and Alim does not want to pass the opportunity.

"Where it runs out, it's a lot of yah."

Alma was weaving her lips, Alim was laughing anxiously at the manner of his little girl, rubbing her gently at the head of his daughter.

"no papa won't have to run out all dear, the important thing is we feel one, right?"

Alma smiled and seemed to twinkle happily from the look of her eyes.

"Okay yuk yuk we eat yaah, but for a while Alma take the place first for the mother."

"Dear, I'll wait here."

Alma set some aside for her mother and returned with the plate already filled to the back to be given to her mother.

"When Alim was cool to enjoy the moment of his togetherness with the princess, suddenly there was someone who came and immediately made his mood disappear, messy, the look of hatred and dislike he immediately showed to someone who was currently standing in front of him.

#who is coming???