The Fate that is Overlooked

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"Canda consul, joked "he said amid laughter as he looked at Ajeng's expression.

"Iiihhh "His speech passed leaving the pediatrician behind.

"Babelle!! "

A voice he had memorized so well it stopped his steps.

Ashila was running towards him, still wearing the uniform she was wearing this morning, and behind her a handsome man was walking in escort.

"Haiiii, Budhe's beautiful Asalamualaikum. " Captured Ashila's body which had hit her feet.

"Sorry to interrupt Ma'am's break, Shila asks for lunch with her Budhe. " Barata explains the purpose of his goal.

"Ah is it? apparently there are already those who miss Budhe nih. "

"Just this morning we separated.. Uhh maniss kid. " Ajeng pinched Ashila's nose. The child laughed, though.

"Dear Ones, this is Doctor Satria. " Introducing Satrio to Ashila.

"This is Barata Dok, Ashila's Papa. "quickly, he introduced the two men who just threw smiles at each other.

"Haii Mr. Doctor, I'm Ashila" waved his hand introducing himself.

"Ashila Haii"

"It's like we eat four of them all let's add rame" said Satrio.

" Well, do you bother with your time? " Say Barata while glancing sharply towards Ajeng.

While the one in the lyrics did not care at all about the gaze of the eagle's sharp eyes.

"Sorry actually, I also have a need for consultation with Ajeng Dok, there happened to be a problem in his school. And this, I've taken a way of food. Would we eat four? " Barata gives advice.

"Why? What problems? " The man immediately panicked.

"Not a big problem Ma'am, but if in this long-drawn-out it becomes big. " Say Barata.

"Yes, you entered my room. " As if not caring around, Ajeng immediately entered his room.

"Eh, Doc, I'm sorry ... "

"Yes, yes I understand. " Satrio smiled, cutting off Ajeng's words.

"Let's Mr. Barata, sweet child drug. " Then they left the three of them.

"New gang? " When entering Ajeng's room, Barata opened his voice.

Looks comfortable minimalist room to talk, a long sofa where the consultation is in front of the desk work. Small buffet in the same color with a sofa also looks elegant on the right side.

Without being allowed to sit down, Barata had already positioned himself on the sofa. With Ashila who had not released her finger link with Ajeng.

"He's a young pediatrician here. "

"Don't ngaco you!" a rebuttal came out of Ajeng's mouth.

"What would you like to eat emm? what did you buy with Papa? " his question distracts. Grab a bag with Ashila's favorite fast food logo.

"Buy Shila Bude's favorite fried chicken" he said while sitting next to Ajeng.

"But Shila had eaten earlier, now Budhe only eats huh? " She said while hugging Ajeng's waist.

"Well, Papa said, Shila wants to eat with Budhe? "

"Papa who wants to bring food to Budhe said" he replied innocently.

The accused seemed to be wrong.

Shila, why are you so innocent!

"What's wrong with him? " Ajeng pointed at Shila with his chin.

"So gini, she was crying at school, fighting with her boyfriend. Coincidentally I can pick up, actually off my service later in the afternoon. But because of the phone call this morning, I kept thinking about him. " Seeing Ashila who has now changed the position of sleeping with her head in Ajeng's lap.

"He hit his friend, when he said he didn't have a mother, he was never picked up by her mother, so angry was he. "

"I can't possibly ask this child" he continued while looking at Ashila who had fallen asleep in Ajeng's lap.

"Has she slept? "

Ajeng cleared his throat, neutralizing his voice before speaking.

"From the morning, after you called, he was actually already uncomfortable with his own heart, he was disappointed when his request was rejected by you, maybe when he arrived at school, his mood was still bad, he said, added again with words that do not wear, then, because of disappointment and added with anger, so that piled up, making him out of control and vent to his friend. "

"He said that if he wanted to be picked up by his father, he wanted to be like his other friends"

"Will you be Bar, she's feeling very sensitive. I wish you could have more time with her. Perhaps by giving her a mother, she will be happier, not feel alone and she can feel like other children, who have complete parents. " His advice to Barata who was still staring at Ashila wistfully.

"I can't be a good parent. " Silent speech.

"Don't do it, it all takes a process. There are no perfect parents in this world. Don't blame yourself like that. "

"I salute you for everything you've been through. Not everyone is as strong as you. "

"I hope you never blame yourself. Let's find a solution together for Ashila. He is a child, who wants to be treated well, like his friends. "

"Can we start over? The beginning of the old. Not as a brother-in-law? But as Barata and Ajeng.? Repeating the destiny that should be? which should not be missed but missed? Can I lick my spit back? I don't think I can do it alone, pretending to be strong like this. Can you understand how I've been feeling all along? you're the great psychologist Jeng, without me telling a lot and at length, looking at my daily life, it doesn't feel like anything hard for you to understand me. "

"Really, I'm tired. "

Barata POVs

Can anyone understand my feelings a little? can anyone replace me for a moment? I have to how else? what else am I supposed to do? what is my lack of patience? less good what am I? no one can ever know what it's like to be me. I'm desperately trying to be I'm fine, I'm good, and always be happy.

Wearing a mask to hide what it was like to destroy me, living in the midst of the pressures of work, which uphold social norms. Professional work is always shown, regardless of my feelings.

4 Years I stretched this feeling, enjoying this pain alone. No one knows. Because I don't want anyone to know how fragile I am. I am grateful that there are still people around me who care about my life, at least not for me but for Ashila.

Who's Ashila? what is clear is that he is the luckiest person to get all the outpouring of love from the people closest to me. Even though they know that he's not really my bloodline. Can you give love to someone who is nobody in your life? the result of cheating from someone who has broken his heart, flopped this fall?

I you guys will definitely not be willing!! never will!!

And me???

I was asked to accept it, with everything that was on her. Can you imagine that? How does it feel to be me???

And now, I'm so tired. Moreover, when I picked up Shila, and got a report from her teacher about Shila's behavior.

I was like slapped, hearing that she was bullied by her own friend, she was being made fun of with no mother beside her. What's he ruined???

I always thought of myself, without ever caring about the little toddler, feeling as if I was hurting the most. Though him? he's more pathetic. How not? his whole family is reluctant to accept it, what if when he grows up he finds out? he was raised by others who had nothing to do with him, even his own mother, who was inappropriate for the family who had raised him.

Really, my mind is limited, I can't think of everything myself. I need someone who can really understand me and Ashila. I need that figure.

Wh who?

Ajuka.

My mind is struggling between prestige and the decision I told her that we both started from scratch, having a proper relationship, which is brother-in-law, he said, or lick my own spit by asking him to return to be my old Ajeng.

Worth it?

We are different, the status is not the same anymore makes me have to be more courageous to quickly make a decision. As fast as it is, the faster the better. He's not just my past, he wants me to be my future. Knitting dreams that we once thought together.

O God help your servant!!

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Sorry if this story is convoluted, road in place and boring.

This is how it is, if you still want to read monggo reading, if not just leave it. In wait for the ending just😊

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