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"Father!" Anandita ran towards Arfan who was waiting on the terrace of Satria residence as usual. And Regan followed him behind after closing the car door first.
"How was the recreation today? Pleased?" And the man immediately greeted his daughter with a smile that he made as sweet as possible.
"Zinc." Anandita replied with excitement, then she realized something. "Eh, I mean really cool kids. I guess they rarely go?" he said that he remembered Regan's words about the father's spy who was quite a lot and often used to supervise many things.
You Arfan Sanjaya! Inner Anandita.
"Hm …."
"Sir?" While Regan greeted him while nodding.
"Yes Regan, thank you" Arfan said without hearing any other words the man might have said.
"Sama-sama Sir. Mm ... Then I'll go straight?" And Regan took a few steps back after making sure the girl got into her father's arms.
"Why rush once? You don't want to rest first? All day long you've been looking after my daughter, haven't you been tired?" said Arfan, and it made Regan stunned for a while.Â
Why would he say that? His forehead is a little bit.
"Umm .. Thank you, sir. I have to go home quickly." she refused later.
"really? You busy?" But Arfan still kept him there.
"Eee .. not really, there's only an appointment with mom" Regan replied, diplomatically.
"Ah ... mother?" Arfan nodded his head.
"Yes Sir. Excuse me?" said Regan again who then hurried away.
"Well, why is that so?" anandita protests to her father when he realizes his different way of speaking to Regan.
"What?"
"It doesn't have to be that way."
"How is that?"
"Just like that."
"What should? Papa was just trying to be more friendly to him because he's been looking after you. Is that wrong?"
"But not that either. Papa's not friendly, he's intimidating."
"Imimidating what?" Arfan laughing.
"Ah, Papa's a little bit." The girl ran into the house.
"Why is that a problem for you?" Arfan chased after her with a laugh.
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"Nania still can't go home?" Sofia started a conversation at their dinner at the time.
"It can actually be." Daryl answered.
"Then why don't you take her home?"
"He doesn't want to."
"No need yet?" Some of them replied.
"What's wrong?" Sofia asked again.
"Don't know. It's just that he's begging the doctor not to return him now."
"Did you joke? Where does he think it is? Very well at the clinic?" Darren opens his voice.
"Don't talk to you, huh? You think it's a house that can make him feel at home?" Daryl answered, and made his sister laugh.
"Did she hesitate to go home? Why?"
"Let's know, I don't want to ask much, let alone ask him to come home. I don't want Nania to feel forced and end up making her uncomfortable. So, just let it go." Daryl continued his eating activities, while people seemed to glance at each other.
"I'm done. And I say goodbye first, right? take a break. Good night everyone?" Then the man got up from his seat and sauntered towards his quiet house in the back.
"You think you need to act?" Sofia restarted the conversation after a while.
"Acting about what?" Satria responded first.
"What else? Yes, about Nania."
"Maybe you need to visit the clinic again? It was only seeing Nania from a distance because the doctor forbid."
"Would you take her home?" Dimitri asked too.
"Yes, if the doctor says he's improving but he doesn't want to go home there might be something he's afraid of in this house. Either he thinks we won't take it anymore, or he's embarrassed to remember what happened last time, or he might feel bad." Sofia thinks.
"And Mama thought visiting her would make Nania want to go home?" Darren.
"Who knows, right?"
"You better talk to Daryl tomorrow. If he's gonna let you go." And Satria spoke again.
"Ah, he won't allow like yesterday-yesterday. Your one son will continue to resist if we intend to give them attention. So, it looks like I will act alone tomorrow." said Sofia.
"Then, then why did Mama ask for our opinion?" Dimitri questioned the attitude of the mother.
"Just so we have some talking material. For almost three weeks the atmosphere of the house felt bland." Then he laughed.
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"Today you didn't visit Nania, Der?" Sofia approached her son who was at the back during the day.
He was measuring the porch and the back wall of his house after one morning someone sent him some stuff.
"It doesn't seem to." Daryl answered.
"Why?"
"It's okay. Maybe today Nania wants to rest without me interrupting. And again it seems like he's bored because I visit every day."
"Didn't doctors recommend that?"
"Of course, he must be bored." Daryl laughed a little.
"Hmm ... Then today you're not going anywhere?" Sofia asked again.
"Looks not. I'm gonna be home all day, besides, there's gonna be people coming to make me something here." The man was still busy with his measuring instruments and notes.
"You make what?"
"Oh, maybe some kind of workspace for Nania. Who knows after he comes home he has activities."
"Working space? Does he want to work?"
"Who knows, right?" Daryl enters the house and quickly returns to his mother's presence while handing over a docket.
"What's this?"
"Look at yourself."
Sofia opened the thing. And his eyes immediately rounded when he saw what was inside the map. These are the pictures of clothing designs that Nania made while she was at the doctor's clinic in Harsya.
"Nania made this all while there?" He looks amazed.
"Yes." Yeah."
"Hat this!" The woman pointed at some pretty impressive pictures.
"good right? I think Nania was born for that. But since it had many limitations, so everything was just stuck inside his mind."
"Every day he makes this?"
"Yes. Mama believed that? Maybe someday he will become a reliable designer who has his own style in making clothes?"
"Yes, you're right." Sofia was still looking at that picture which was quite a lot.Â
"So I'm just going to give him space here to train. So that he can improve his ability to be better." Daryl pointed to the Area he would create as a small gallery for his wife.
"Ooo well, that's a good idea." Sofia nodded her head.
"Yes, it is."
"Well, then Mama will let you do it." The woman also decided to leave.
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