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The seasons passed, coming to change. Sometimes the weather is good, sometimes in a storm.
The spring in which every growth occurs, is still not able to change the soul whose feelings are dead.
Days passed by him heavily, painstakingly surviving. If it wasn't for his little angel, he would have been blindly self-destructive.
Spending almost all of his time working, and accompanying the baby to the source of his strength.
For the umpteenth time, the man sat in a balcony alone.
Looking blankly ahead, recalling the memories he had spent with someone who had now left his side.
One year passed, this would be the sorrow of yesterday.2 years he passed, still his own suffering. Likewise the next year, it will still be a sorrow forever for the widower to bear one.
Every day on that day, he'll be back there. Wearing black clothes, celebrating the day of destruction his entire life.
One will never understand how true love means to his own life.
"hey boy . . Why haven't you come home yet ? Didn't anyone pick up ?"
A beautiful girl with a level, full but thin lips was bent to equalize her position with one of the boys.
"not yet miss, maybe you're busy meeting. Or forget to tell people to pick me up."
The boy had a tone of speech like an adult. He's very handsome, making people very anxious about him.
"hm . . But we're the last one here, let miss drive you home. You just tell me where the address is !"
Hearing the offer of someone who is not a stranger does no harm to the child. He seemed to be thinking, to make a decision.
"okay, let's go miss !"
He led the way towards the parking lot, as if to be a bodyguard for the girl he called the miss.
On the way, the boy always steals a glance towards the miss who focuses on driving. Observe every look in his eyes and face.
"is there a problem Dee ? Why are you always looking at me ?"
Finally the boy named Dee was caught by the one who had. Dee immediately threw her face towards the window, she was embarrassed.
"nothing miss, Damar just . ."
Dee's words hung, as she lowered her head against her tiny fingers.
"would Miss be Damar's friend ? I need a friend to confide in miss hehe . ."
Dee grinned showing her neat and white rows of teeth. There is one toothless in the top corner, adding to the sweet impression.
"why not ? Of all the students miss, Dee most miss likes. You're smart, you help friends often, and . ."
The girl held back her last word, she had to focus on turning the steering wheel to enter a building.
"and what's miss ?"
Dee was impatient, curious to hear that miss's praise was pending.
"so handsome.
Are we really here ?"
His car is parked at the lobby door. Miss observes the place, she is confused as to why Dee took her to a hotel.
"miss the 100th person who said I was handsome, yes !"
Dee was even excited to clench her hands proudly, getting praise from her teacher.
"let's miss go down, let Dee introduce you to me."
The boy opened his seatbelt quickly and stepped out.
His teacher complied with Dee's wishes, giving the car keys to the valley clerk to park them.
"good afternoon young master . ."
Doorman, in charge of opening the door for Dee, greeted him with joy.
"your father is close here ? Why don't you just go home."
"mmm, dad and I do live here. But it's only been a few days, before we lived in an apartment not far from here."
Soon Dee is 7 years old, she just sat on the bench in elementary school a few months ago.
The girl who was always called Miss by her, was none other than an English teacher and an ethics teacher.
"excuse me, I want to take this boy to his father. Can you please call me ?!"
The lady was already standing in front of the front desk, asking about the whereabouts of her father Dee. At least he needs to meet the man, will he lecture about negligence in caring for his son.
"sorry lady, I'm still in a meeting. Mr. Dee let us take care, thank you for dropping him off."
The receptionist who was no stranger to the hotel explained it to the girl who deserved to be called miss rather than mother.
"in that case please pass on my message from his teacher Dee. If you can't pick up your child, at least tell the driver or housekeeper to do it. Can't he be a parent ?"
"what's your right, miss, to teach me about parenting. Very presumptuous !"
The man who was being talked about now appeared, walking from the direction of the elevator. He heard teacher Dee's nagging.
"father . ."
Dee ran towards him, now the man was holding his son towards the teacher.
"it's perfect, Dee's father is here. I give Oral warning to you, this is not the first or second time. I even often order a taxi online to get Dee home. Anywaywhere's his mother, can't she pick up her son ?"
Ditya was made dizzy by the babble of the formally dressed girl. He is even seen holding back his emotions for Dee.
"i'll replace it, can you please leave now ? Next time don't help if you're still complaining."
Ditya's words even make the teacher rise in blood, instead of saying thank you he even back nagged him.
"well Dee, miss pamit yes. See you at school tomorrow, ''em, ,
Oh tomorrow's holiday yeah, meaning the day after."
He tried to smile at Dee, but his heart was very irritated at his father.
Before leaving, he rounded his eyes glaring at Ditya.
How could a man be so rude to a woman, let alone a teacher who taught his son.
"see you miss Zara . ."
Dee happily waved at the girl named Zara. Ditya investigated the happy face of his son.
"Dee, why are you ?"
His question frowned, seeing Dee still chuckling at Zara's back which was getting further away.
"no yah, Dee likes miss Zara. He is kind and understanding."
"cook ? Why is he so bad with Dad ?"
Ditya did not believe Dee's words, the first impression that he could be different.The opinion of his son was too praising the haughty girl, thought Ditya.
"so you're a handsome father, less than Dee. Miss Zara may be upset, because Dee isn't as handsome as miss Zara thinks."
The boy shrugged his shoulders, as if he was wondering why Zara was so upset with his father.
"i'm in the room, I've been eating soy sauce sausage for lunch."
Ditya lowered Dee's body from his carrier, they climbed up with his hands together.
"well, tomorrow we're going to Dufan ? Dee can't break dad's promise anymore."
in the elevator Dee whines for certainty of his father's free time.Ditya canceled his visit appointment last week because of a sudden meeting.
he said next week, which means tomorrow Ditya will not delay his small holiday with Dee.
"so dong, the father of a real man who always holds the word."
"do you know, a real man doesn't have a partner yet ?"
dee's question was very piercing Ditya's chest, how can a child his age managed to make his father's feelings back upset.
"loyal father with your mother Dee !"
sadness began to appear on Ditya's face, making Dee regret her words.
"i'm sorry dad . ."
the boy hugged his father's legs which were much higher than his body.
"it's ok son . ."
Ditya hugged his son, trying hard for the umpteenth time.