Virgin Widow Belongs to Young Master

Virgin Widow Belongs to Young Master
About Darma 2



Until it was not felt, time went so fast, eight months had passed.


But every time Darma comes to the house of Mr. Baskoro, there is always a reason that makes him unable to meet his father.


And today, Darma comes back intending to ask for the blessing to marry Nita.


And now that luck's on his side, master baskoro is at his house.


Hearing that, Darma was happy not to play, after so many opportunities, turned out today his time.


Darma and Nita were sitting in the chair that was there, the servant was calling his master.


Not long after, Mr. Baskoro came, he walked leisurely.


But Darma felt something unusual from his father, his face looks pale and also his body looks thinner.


He looked at his father in tears, he stood up to help, but his hands were on rough shores.


Nita saw it was silent, she felt that her prospective in-laws were unhappy with their presence.


"Dad"call Darma lirih.


"What need have you come here for?, if you ask for money, I will not give it" said Mr. Baskoro sharply.


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The second heart beats, especially Darma who did not think that his father would say that.


"A, dad, I mean coming here, just want to ask for blessing, next week we're getting married" Darma said with teary eyes.


"What is his relationship with me?, do you want to ask for a fee for your marriage?, what do you ask for?, just think of it as a gift for you" said Mr. Baskoro increasingly makes Darma sad.


He felt that his presence was not desired by his father.


Before he spoke, his father spoke first.


"How much do you ask, then I will gladly give it" said Mr. Baskoro to make Darma's patience run out.


"Sorry sir, but I don't need a penny from you" Darma said coldly.


"Cih, so arrogant" said Mr. Baskoro screeched.


When Darma will return the words, but Nita has preceded him.


"Sorry sir, we came here with good intentions, but if you don't want us here, we'll go.And yes, we're not here to ask for a penny,we are sorry if we came to disturb your time, we both say goodbye, excuse me" Nita said firmly but sounded polite.


Mr. Baskoro heard that small smile, without them knowing it, not only Mr. Baskoro, even Darma was amazed by his future wife.


After saying that, Nita looked towards Darma with a smile, she held Darma's hand gently.


"Let's go home" said Nita softly, and nod by Darma.


Mr. Baskoro saw that feeling his heart was sad, but he was acting ordinary.


"Excuse me" said Nita politely, and the two of them went from there without looking back, with their hands interlocked do not forget the smile that continues to expand.


In contrast to Mr. Baskoro, he felt a cruel father, without realizing his tears were flowing.


But in his heart he felt happy, his son's color is now more mature, and will also have a polite wife and also meek.


Darma and Nita's wedding day arrived, they only held a qobul ijab at a nearby mosque.


Some of their friends came to congratulate them.


Seen Adi and Riska also come, seen the couple look happy, what else now Riska is pregnant.


Shortly after Bram, he was also seen holding his wife, who was also pregnant.


Time passed, now their marriage has stepped on three months, their marriage is also increasingly harmonious, and also now Nita is pregnant young.


Making Darma more possessive and protective, he does not want to happen something to his wife and also the fetus in his wife's stomach.


Although with simple circumstances, but materially can be said more.


Darma works as a lecturer at a faculty, and Nita opens a fairly large cake shop.


So they are not worried about their lives and their children.


Seven months passed, Nita's pregnancy had entered the ninth month.


At night, Nita felt her stomach heartburn, even several times she went to the bathroom.


But there is her pain more and more often, until Darma is worried about taking her to the hospital.


Until her at home and checked, it turns out Nita will give birth.


Even the opening was so fast, the doctor and the nurse entered the maternity room.


Darma faithfully accompanied Nita inside there.


Before long the sound of crying babies could be heard there.


Making Darma shed her tears, she felt happy with the birth of her first daughter.


"Thank you for fighting for our daughter, and thank you for holding on" Darma said.


Nita just nodded because she felt tired.


After recovering from childbirth, Nita is allowed to go home .


They didn't know who sent it, but they brought the parcel in.


Curious they opened one of the parcels there, and they also found a greeting card.


"Congratulations on the birth of your baby, may your daughter be proud of you, I also hope, you will be wise, loving and loving parents" the card says.


Make them frown, they don't know who sent it, there's no name on the card.


Until the end, Darma's view stopped on a box that so caught his attention.


Curious he opened the box, and he was surprised to see it.


"Dad" said Darma slowly, with teary eyes.


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Nita heard her husband crying and was shocked, and she approached him.


"What's wrong?"ask Nita to worry.


"Dad"truck Darma.


"Dad?, why father?"ask Nita.


"It turns out the father who sent these gifts, it turns out that all this time the father always monitors our circumstances" explained Darma crying in the arms of his wife.


Hearing that Nita was happy, meaning her father-in-law was still looking after her husband.


"Honey, like her I'm going to father's place" said Darma excitedly, seeing that Nita was happy, and Nita also allowed.


Until her in her father's company, she rushed in and made her way to the reception.


But the receptionist said, if the owner of this company has been home since an hour ago.


Hearing that Darma rushed into his car and spurred the vehicle into his father's house.


Until she got there, she saw her father standing on the balcony of her room.


He immediately went in there, but on the way to his father's room, he was stopped by a new butler.


"Sorry sir, you're forbidden to go inside" he said politely.


"But I want to meet dad for a while" said Darma flatly.


"But I'm sorry my master kept forbidding" said the maid.


Made Darma growled, and he yelled to his father.


And the commotion was heard all the way to his father's room.


"What's this?"ask Mr. Baskoro flat.


"Sorry big master, young master forced his way in" said the servant and Baskoro looked towards Darma and allowed Darma to enter.


Until her in her father's room, Darma hugs her father tightly.


"Dad, thank you for sending so many gifts to my daughter" said Darma happily.


Mr. Baskoro who got the hug was happy, but he immediately pushed Darma to the point of falling.


"What gift?, whose daughter?, I have never sent a gift to your daughter, nor do I care about your daughter, karna to me, my son is dead, so I expel him first"said Mr. Baskoro so pierced Darma's heart.


"Dad, but my daughter is also your granddaughter, but our father meets your granddaughter, not his father wants to have a daughter, and do you know that my daughter is very beautiful,dad can give a name to the grandson of the father, 'ayo our father left" Darma said as he held his father's hand, holding back his tears.


"I said, I don't have children, then where can I get a grandchild, and I don't care, she's beautiful or not, which obviously I don't care"yelling Mr. Baskoro increasingly makes Darma lose his body balance.


"Dad, please see my daughter once, after that we won't see you again" said Darma in despair, crying.


Seeing that Mr. Baskoro was not in the heart, but he did not want his son's family to get into trouble, so he had to continue to carry out his role.


Actually, he already knows all, who slanders his son, until he has the heart to expel him.


But he kept his son out there, so he could protect him from afar.


"Go away" said Mr. Baskoro began to weaken.


"Dad" said Darma lirih.


"Go, I hope this is the last time we meet, and I ask, please take care of your family" said Mr. Baskoro and walked towards the balcony.


Hearing his father's last words, in his heart he felt something was awkward, but he did not want to ask.


Before actually going from there, Mr. Baskoro said.


"Give a name to your daughter, Nayla Kartika" asked Mr. Baskoro in a quivering voice.


Upon hearing that Darma left from there, inwardly he promised, that's when he'll come back to ask his father for an explanation.


But on the other hand he was happy, his father's color was still willing to name his daughter, and it also made Darma come home with a flowering heart.


He knew that even though his father was acting like that, there must be something that his father was hiding.


And he'll wait for that, until his time comes.