The Love Story of Single Parents

The Love Story of Single Parents
Chapter 85. Second support



Chapter 85. Second support


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"The cure for all bitterness is, sorry!"


(The cure of all bitterness is, sorry!)


Dhira's rush in accepting applications is not without reason. Fights made by Arya and Abhimanyu while in the hotel parking lot the other day, making Dhira must immediately take concrete steps, so that Abhimanyu away, and forget himself.


He did not want to further make the hearts of people around him filled with a sense of unease. Even though he himself was hurt. Yeah, they hurt each other more precisely.


Since her mother was proposed by a man named Arya, Raka returned often moody. This Saturday, as usual he joined Indra, to stay at Kakung Joko's house.


Raka that night looked restless, and could not sleep. He was seen scrolling his phone earlier. Back to look at the picture of the application process that is full of sadness.


"Not sleeping yet?" Indra asked his son. The man had just made sure the gate was locked, after chatting with a neighbor next door to Joko's house.


"Not yet, not yet drowsy!" he said without taking his eyes off.


Indra has now gradually become a better person, although not entirely. For the test of life, also karma apparently able to set aside the bitter roots in his heart.


"News to papa. Raka thought again what. HM?" Indra now sits her body beside Raka. They sat on the living room couch, befriending the dim light of the lamp.


Raka turns her phone to Indra. He thought his father had a right to know about his life. Indra received the object naturally, but his eyes rounded immediately when he saw a photo of Dhira in position in the semati ring, by a man he did not know.


"Raka, here..." Now Indra can guess. His son was sad to think of his mother.


"Raka..., you don't like it when mama remarries? Indra guessed the contents of his heart and mind.


Raka shook her head," Raka sincerely pa, if papa or mama remarries. Raka won't get in the way" Raka spoke seriously.


For a moment Indra's heart was again filled with sadness, he felt very guilty. If only he had not been stupid. But Indra is actually more into disbelief, is not his ex-wife is close to his former Director?


So, why is it that Dhira now accepts someone else's proposal?.


"But Raka is not calm, if you marry not the same person you like, not the same person you want!"


Indra was stunned, what really happened. Why does everything change this way. Their conversation was apparently heard by Mr. Joko.


"Who wants to get married?" mr. Joko's voice suddenly appeared from behind.


"Dad!" Inda looked towards where, her father was standing. Little surprised.


"What made you guys talk so late at night?" as if I could guess. Indra gives Raka's cell phone to her father, wanting to point out the things that are the basis of her son's anxiety. Openness is something that must be improved, learning from past experiences.


"What's this?" asked Joko sir, when he received a flat object in his hand.


"Whose picture is this?" said Joko sir back.


"Mama Raka just made a proposal!" lang Indra's.


Mr. Joko rounded his eyes, he was not surprised to see Dhira who was being proposed by someone. Instead of looking at the face that made his chest beat fast.


"Whose hydra is this?" Show Mr. Joko, towards Bu Kartika.


"He's Dhira pa's mother...?


"What?" Joko Sir rounded his eyes. Completely surprised.


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Indra intends to see him Abhimanyu Monday morning. He actually had no right to interfere with the Dhira issue. But he came here as a papa from Raka.


Devan who saw Indra was a bit surprised, he knew that in front of him it was Andhira's ex-husband. He was fired by his boss.


" What are you going to do here?" devan asked when he met Tiara, because his receptionist was reporting if there was a man who forced to meet their superiors. Steady and ngeyel.


"I want to meet Abhimanyu!" answer Indra casually.


"Then I'll wait!"


"Sir, you don't look for trouble here. You better go!" devan said that suudzon, if the man in front of him will protest against his boss. Considering that the relationship between the two is not good.


"What do you mean?" just about to sit his body on the sofa in front of the wide glass door, he had to turn his body to meet the rancid assistant in front of him.


"I know you're ad.." They point at each other.


"What's this?" abhimanyu's voice stopped their actions, Abhimanyu could see that his assistant was holding back emotions.


"You!, why come here?" I don't know when Abhimanyu last saw Indra's face. As he recalls, the last time he met was while he was in the BCS office.


"I want to talk!" indra Tukas.


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Abhimanyu allowed Indra to climb into his room, a room that Indra had never visited.


"What's wrong?" ask Abhimanyu flat.


Indra folded her hands to her chest, she sat on the sofa leisurely." I just wanted to say, why did you make our fight the other day go to waste!" indra looked at Abhimanyu's face sharply.


Abhimanyu also stared intently at Indra's face, "What do you mean?"


Indra is seen scrolling through his phone, then showing a photo. Photo procession proposal Dhira.


Abhimanyu was actually surprised, not thinking that they actually did that. His heart suddenly wavers. Body's limp. Is there really no more gap for him to be with Andhira?


Abhimanyu tried to neutralize the rumbling in his heart by smiling knots, he could make sure if he put on an ordinary face.


"You must be surprised, right?"


"I'm the same!" indra said he took back his phone.


Abhimanyu remained silent, listening to what his ex-husband Dhira wanted.


"I'm just here to say... Dhira is not happy, Raka is not happy either!" Makes Abhimanyu cringe.


"I have to contribute, with whom my son will continue his life with the right father!"


"Dhira's lawyer, he's my past. I've made peace with destiny!" Indra smiled bitterly.


Abhimanyu is now intensively listening to the words of the man he once rewarded the raw bogem, but apparently Indra is now more straightforward and looks smarter.


"But...can you not give up so soon?"


A moment of silence. Indra and Abhimanyu stared at each other as a grown man.


"Can you try harder." Indra said as if slapping Abhimanyu. He did not expect that Dhira's ex-husband, apparently still thinking about the happiness of his ex-wife and child.


"I know Dhira has the same feelings as you. We're no longer student-class men who finish anything with fists and bogems!" sahut Indra again.


"I have to make sure, Dhira has to be happier after parting ways with me. There are too many mistakes I made. But seeing him at this moment more unhappy, my heart felt like it was being daggers!"


" But still engaged, Raka says there's still a month to tear them apart!" Indra smiled, making Abhimanyu smile too.


Two supports, her heart.


"And the happiness of Dhira, is actually you !" glaring in Indra's eyes, one implied to Abhimanyu that he had only given his wife's death to him.


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