The Sweetest Feeling's

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"I'm sorry for this misunderstanding. I ... just thought that you would do something bad to my daughter." Arfan apologized for his mistake that day.

Regan is still getting treatment from a domestic assistant, an ice pack attached to a bruise that began to be seen as a result of blows lodged in the cheeks and corners of her lips.

While Anandita has finished with a wound in the knee that causes it to be covered with a little bandage and plaster.

"Regan?"

"It's okay, sir. I-i understand. I also apologize for being disrespectful to Ann. I just wanted to help her." Regan finally opened her voice.

"Well, okay. It seems like it was my fault." said Arfan again.

"Well, now the problem is okay, right? Hope it doesn't happen again, huh? Ann?" Satria turned to her granddaughter who was a little surprised.

"Mh …."

"Other times be careful. Don't learn to ride your own motorbike, but someone must accompany" he said.

"Yeah, Opa." Anandita stutters.

"Sure from earlier there is no one I can help. Mr. Nunu take care. Mbak Nur can not be concerned anymore to clean up his house Om Der. Mima's cooking again."

"Don't you know we go jogging? Why don't you wait?" Sela Arfan's.

"Mh …."

"Good thing is still on the home page. If you walk, you'll be finished!" said the father.

"Sorry, Pah."

"Already, the important thing is Ann is okay. Why didn't you tell me you want to learn to ride a bike? Can you teach Arkhan?" Sofia as usual is always a mediator when things are a little tense.

"His speech at Galang's house continues." Anandita answered.

"Will there be Om Dimitri and Om Daryl?"

The girl glanced at her two uncles.

"Wait until you come, don't be impatient like this." ucsp Arfan again, making Anandita speechless.

"Your father isn't angry, but he's just worried, son. You know yourself, right?" sofia said again, and Anandita nodded.

"So there's no problem anymore huh, Regan? Again we're sorry." And Satria reconfirmed her current situation.

"Yes, sir." Regan answered.

What else is he going to do? Facing almost the entire Nikolai family alone like this was quite stressful as well. Although there was nothing they said but to discuss the misunderstanding on that day.

"Well, looks like we should end this with lunch?" sofia said when she saw Dygta, Kirana and Nania appeared.

"Yes, have lunch with us, son." Satria patted him on the shoulder slowly.

"Umm .. Thank you, sir. Looks like I need to get ready." Regan wants to reject it.

"Prepared? Are you guys going?" Satria asked.

"Nothing, sir. Just to Nania's Reading House." Regan glanced at Daryl.

"Oh, especially just going there. Anyway, you should come to lunch. Come on, as our apology?" Sofia.

"Thank you, Mom. But …."

"Come on, I'll feel bad if you refuse." But Arfan immediately replied, which made the 25-year-old man finally comply.

"Ee .. okay …." Although in reality he felt awkward.

Then they all moved into the large dining room. Where various types of appetizing foods have been on the table.

"Come on, consider it your own home. Didn't your grandmother take care of us?" Sofia entertains Regan as to the guest.

Ria was just smiling.

"And if she was still around, she would be very happy to see the children she's been caring for since the baby grew up healthy."

"Yes, it seems so, Mom." Regan nodded her head.

"It's a dish he often made while still working here." Sofia took out two spoons of cut meat with red seasoning. And Regan does memorize some of these types of foods.

He recalled, when he was a child, he often ate the same food, which his grandmother made every time he came home for vacation. And the old woman often told about her work in a family, and said that later when she grew up she hoped the granddaughter could work there too.

"Your future will be bright, son. But the risk is big. You will often leave your family or spend more time working than taking care of yourself." Regan remembers the grandmother's words.

"Thank you, ma'am" she said, to Sofia.

The lunch was warm as usual. The babbling of little children like Anya and Zenya became a mood-enchant, and the jokes among the family members made things even more pleasant.

And Regan just smiled or laughed softly when she heard the conversation between them. Without realizing someone's attention is occasionally on him.

"Thank you Sir. Lunch was so fun today." Then after finishing, and some time joined in chatting with them, he finally said goodbye.

"Well if you force." Satria answered.

"I have to get back to work, sir" she said as she watched Daryl and Nania leave their home.

"Well, good bye back" said the host, and Regan left immediately.

At first glance he glanced as the tail of his eyes caught the whereabouts of someone in the television room. 

Anandita, who was waiting for the man to pass by, pretended to play her phone. Although the girl was nervous, but she tried to be calmer.

Then Regan paused for a while then took a few steps back and turned to the room where the girl was.

"Ann?" call him.

"Yes Om?"

"Today I didn't go to the reading house?" The man asked.

"I have a sore knee." Anandita pointed at her knee wrapped in bandages.

"Ah yes. All right, then." Regan almost passed, but she came back.

"Don't learn the bike alone, or you'll fall again. What are you going to hit?" Then he whispered a little.

Anandita laughing.

"Or if you want to learn the bike better on the soccer field to be wider."

The girl interrupted with a smile.

"All right, see you later." Then Regan raised her hand and slightly waved to the girl.

Anandita was still smiling and she did the same.

"Om Regan?" his call again stopped Regan's steps.

"Sorry, because I got hit by papa" said the girl.

"Oh, it's nothing. Sir Daryl's punch is worse than this." Regan replied, and she was stunned for a moment.

"Umm .. I said" he said, then he quickly left.

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"Nenice?" The sound of a call from outside the fence interrupted the conversation Nania was discussing with some of her friends on the porch of the house.

The woman turned her head and she recognized the face that looked up from the door that opened slightly.

"Mother?" Nania got up from her chair.

"Malyshka?" And Daryl who was on the other side of the terrace immediately reacted once he realized the movement of his wife.

"So soon, I want to see you." Nania rushed to Mirna.

"Where's mom from?" He then asked.

"You go to work." Mirna answered.

He scanned the princess's face which seemed more and more radiant. And it seems to be getting better than before. Of course, his life wasn't as hard as it used to be and he looked very well groomed.

"Lock the day shift?"

Mirna nodded her head.

"Where's mom working now?" Nania kept asking.

"Umm ... in ... laundry?" The mother replied, although she was doubtful.

"Laundry?"

The middle-aged woman nodded again.

"Thank God."

"Yes." Yeah." He was still staring at his daughter.

"Mom's coming in?" take Nania who took two steps back. "My husband is there too, maybe I'll see you?" she said she looked up when Daryl came.

"Eee .. no need. I'm just gonna take a minute to make sure that you're really here." she said, and she looked awkward when her daughter-in-law was near them.

"Where do you know I'm here?"

"From ... eee ... mothers often pass by here and see that this area is often crowded. So ... I thought maybe it was you?" the answer makes sense, although in reality it is not so.

"Ooh, means mom's workplace around here?" Nania began to get curious.

"Umm .. yeah, a few blocks from here.

"okay." 

"Then is mom saying goodbye?" Mirna already felt bad about Daryl's presence nearby.

He who was standing towered while scapegoating, only fell silent while looking at him sharply.

"Yes Mom."

And Mirna was about to pass when Nania said something.

"I'm pregnant now" she said, and it made Mirna freeze for a while.

"You're two months, Mom."

The woman sighed softly, and she looked at her daughter's troubled face.

"Mom will soon be a grandmother. Isn't that nice?" nania said again despite not getting the response she expected.

But the woman knew, and she had prepared herself if this was the case. And surprisingly Nania did not feel disappointed because she already knew how her mother would react.

"Don't you want to go to work?" Nania then reminded.

"Go now, Mom. It will be bad luck." he said.

And Mirna passed by without saying a word.

"I hate her." muttered Daryl who was embracing Nania's shoulder.

"I know." The woman laughed a little.

"Is that okay?"

"It's okay. Everyone is different. You hate me, but how she wants to be my mother."

"You right."

"So don't forbid I keep doing good to mom even though you hate?" Nania looked up at her face.

"Ughh! I'd love to ban you, but we know it's wrong" replied the man.

And Nania just chuckles.

"But beware that he's doing bad again. I won't forgive him." Daryl threatened.

"No will. How dare you?"

"We don't know, do we?"

"Hm …."

"So ... are we still here long?" Daryl then led her back inside.

"Why? Are you bored, huh?"

"What's? Ooo .. no. Not at all, I'm just asking." The man immediately took off his embrace.

"Times?"

"really. Sana, continue the discussion, while I'll wait there until you're done." He pointed at the sofa where it was.

"Tell?"

"Yes right. I'm going there again, right? Let me know later that you are done. Okay, Malyshka?" he said he rushed back to his couch. He chose a safe way to live today so as not to cause chaos later.

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