Should I forgive

Is there any hope

Prasetyo and Nadiya looked at each other to hear Regan's expression. Nadiya immediately turned her face and looked at her son's face. While Prasetyo stared at Nadiya's face so fixed and friendly.

The sight burned Ardy's heart and wanted to feel when it also dragged the cool-ass man out of this room.

"Mami same om Pras go home, baby because there is already a papi who takes care of Regan." Nadiya says goodbye to Regan.

"Why should I go home? Why aren't you bobo here? Pras is the one who came home." Regan said whining.

"Here Regan is as papi as ever. Opa again sick as well and mommy must take care of opa first, tomorrow mami will come early in the morning"

Nadiya reasoned because it was impossible to explain what happened actually. Regan also does not understand and understand because she is still small.

"All right, but I promise you tomorrow I'll have to come?" Said Regan with two teary eyes and ready to melt. Nadiya trenyuh see both eyes of his son. Finally after taking a deep breath and kissing her son's forehead, Nadiya bounces at Ardy and Regan.

Regan was very sad to have her mother gone. Though he thought his father and mother would get together and take care of him together. But still only one of them was currently with him. If there used to be a mamm but far from the papi, now the opposite. She should be with her papa and away from her mama. The reason adults are not easily understood and understood by children their age.

The room that had been rame and felt warm became quiet. There is only Ardy and Regan alone so the loneliness begins to hit both. Ardy also felt sad to see his son who felt lonely because of the loss of his mother.

It is also impossible for him to hold Nadiya here, because their relationship is unclear and already like everyone else. He realized the impact of adult selfishness was only making children hurt and suffer.

But Ardy doesn't know where he's going to fix everything either. Should he beg and ask Nadiya? While Ardy knows he is not the Nadiya he used to know. He is a different Nadiya. Nadiya would only insult him if he humbled himself. Moreover, the annoying face of the bodyguard that will mock and strip his pride.

Ardy then approaches Regan and comforts her by reading her a story about a fun adventure. And it turns out the story is very powerful can make Regan laugh loosely and expel the silence they just felt.

Not long after, Regan fell asleep and Ardi then covered her affectionately. Staring at his son and imagined the incident some time ago.

If he had done nothing wrong and Nadiya had not run away from home then none of this would have happened to his son. As a son for sure he wanted to see his family whole and happy. But the ego of adults is very difficult to get down to the level. For them ego is their self-worth. While children are always oppressed between the two egos of their parents.

The next day Nadiya came with Prasetyo to see his son.

"Today Om will cook again huh, for Regan?" Prasetyo tried to take Regan's heart.

"No need! We'll order from the best restaurant. Regan would have liked it." Ardy refused Prasetyo's offer.

"But Regan wants to eat the food that was yesterday from om Pras." Regan said a little ngeyel.

"Don't love today we'll just eat from the restaurant." Ardy said that would not give Prasetyo a chance to get close to Nadiya.

"Alright Regan next time om will cook for you. Today my mom is still sick, so no one's helping me cook in the kitchen." Prasetyo is looking for the right reason.

Then Nadiya agreed and sat down next to Regan.

"Regan wants to take a walk not in the garden near the apartment?" Nadiya said after seeing Regan had recovered.

"Mau mami's. Regan is bored in the hospital, now at home is also bored, Regan wants to come with her mom."

"Well, mama changed her clothes and got her hair done. Regan's been in the shower yet?"

"It has. It was the same papi."

"Where are you going?" Ardy asked cynically because the mosquito was aka Pras joined Nadiya. "My astonishment. Why so many mosquitoes. It's still coming!" Ardy insinuates Prasetyo.

"We want to take a walk and get some fresh air. Poor Regan must be bored at home." Replied Nadiya who did not care about Ardy's innuendo.

"alright. Don't take it long and quickly bring Regan home. He can't be too tired."

"Yes, it's." Nadiya

"But not coming?" Ardy really hopes Regan asks this. So that he can keep an eye on Nadiya and her bodyguard.

But Nadiya had an intelligent answer right away. "No! Papi's not coming."

"Why mommy, papi's not coming?"

"Because papi's a lot of work baby. So let no one disturb papi while working. Papi doesn't like noisy atmosphere." Nadiya turned and glanced at Ardy. Ardy's face looks upset and irritated because they will have fun without him.

"Well, let's go now? Regan can walk on her own, right?" Nadiya said as she left Ardy who stood like a statue.

"We're going to have fun, aren't we mami?"

"Yes, of course, dear....."

"We go first and.welcome to work." Prasetyo said goodbye to Ardy. Ardy was upset and kicked at the door but instead his leg hurt.

"Ohhhh!" Hoping for Nadiya to look over and undo his intention to leave. But apparently Nadiya did not look at all.

Ardy went inside and locked the door and sat down at his desk. But even he could not concentrate on working because he kept thinking about what Nadiya and Prasetyo were doing at the moment.

Then Ardy walked out of the room and downstairs while his eyes looked around if only they had not left or had returned. Ardy hopes the rain will soon fall but where possible, at this time even the sun starts to feel hot.

Ardy walked back and forth while looking at the several cars that had stopped. Finally bored under Ardy up the apartment again. And there Ardy looked out of the window waiting for their arrival. But they also still did not come, even did not call and tell.

Then, upset and bored at home alone, Ardy calls Nadiya.

"Where are you?"

"We're having fun, Dad. Regan really likes to play with Om Pras." Just now Nadiya was about to answer Ardy's question but her son couldn't wait to tell her about his happiness to his papa.

"Yes already. Give the phone to mami."

"What's wrong?" Ask Nadiya.

"Take Regan home! He needs to rest. Especially overcast here, it's gonna rain soon." Then Nadiya stared at the air and through the sky, but in his place there were not even cloudy clouds and no signs of rain. Hot weather like this, do you want rain?! Just-there's!"

"But it's hot. It might rain. You just find an excuse." Nadiya replied annoyed.

"I don't want to hear excuses from you. Regan has to go home now, period." Then Ardy hung up. And with disappointment Nadiya walked closer to Regan who was busy playing with Prasetyo.

"Can we go home now?" Nadiya asked the two of them who were looking at her simultaneously.

"Well, he's fun playing again. Mommy told me to go home." Regan said with a disappointed face.

"Now we go home first. Next time we'll be here again." Nadiya.

"All right then. Um why the hell, om same mommy continues?"

"Because Om and Mami will......" Then Nadiya cut Prasetyo sentence.

"Because Om is my dear friend."

"Oh if friends everywhere are always together huh? Like mom and om?" Said Regan plain.

"Hmmmmm...."Nadiya and Prasetyo smiled at the same time.

On the way home Regan falls asleep in Nadiya's lap, while Prasetyo drives his car. Then suddenly Prasetyo stopped his car and looked at Nadiya affectionately. Nadiya became misbehaved and her cheeks blushed red.

"I believe you, you are a great woman and I'm sure you were only created for me with all your past stories. I accept you for who you are. I promise to be the best partner of your life and Regan. Consider this my sincerity." Prasetyo said with a sharp and sticky look on Nadiya's face. Prasetyo proposed her sooner than she should, fearing that Nadiya's attitude would be undermined by her ex-husband.

Only time can change everything but it can also take away everything. Time is very important in some moments of life. Because Prasetyo did not want the time leniency instead changed Nadiya's attitude and robbed him of his side.

Seriate......