When Love Comes Again

The Sudden Arrival

"Morning, Pa," Dicky said as he got out of his room and headed for the dinner table.

"Borning, Dicky. Let's have breakfast here." Dicky sat down in front of his father. In front of him was a plate of fried rice and hot tea. The usual breakfast menu. Today the tumben once Papa has not yet departed. He usually had his own breakfast.

"Yesterday, hmm .. That woman is your friend?" juan asked, starting the conversation. "Hm ..." Dicky just muttered.

"It looks so young." Juan was still curious about the two of them. He glanced at his son.

"Newly rising third grade High School."

"What?" Juan stopped eating for a moment. Glances at his son. "Since when have you been a high schooler?" The look on his face this time was completely shocked.

"He's a good boy, Pa. Politely speaking. Simple and smart too. Too bad ... "

"Dearly enough?? What's??"

"He was abandoned by his parents. More precisely by his birth father." This time Dicky looked at his papa with a meaningful look. He hoped his father would understand the direction of this conversation

"So you're saying he's an obscure kid who's the father?" Dicky's speechless. His brain worked out good words to explain to his Papa.

"His father left while he was still in the womb. Now she's only three with her mother and older brother."

"It seems you're interested in the boy." Dicky didn't answer. He finished his meal. Then say goodbye to her papa. With his elegant style he was ready on top of the car to go to his office.

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Dicky's office was occupied with a pile of work files. The company plans to establish a partnership with a German company. It is not easy to break into the market share in Germany. For that he must plan it carefully. The polite sound of knocking on the door stopped his work, he turned his head towards the door.

His secretary came in and took the file. While re-examining. "Make this to the planning section."

"Well, sir," he said politely. "Oh yes, sir. There's someone out there who wants to meet you, Father."

"Who?"

"A man. He said he was named Lintang. Friend of the Father." The secretary spoke carefully. Understandably his interlocutor is a respected young president director.

"As I recall, there is no friend named Lintang."

"He said, little friend. There's something important he wants to tell Mr. Dicky" the secretary said.

"Good, sir." Secretary came out. Before long he came with a tall man, his body was very proportional. Skin's clean. Her hair is a bit long, but stylish J-Pop singer. He wears a collared shirt and black jeans. His sneakers give the impression of a relaxed but trendy.

The appearance is simple, but does not look shabby. Good enough to see.

Dicky looked at the man closely. I don't think he has friends like that. Who this guy really is. Although astonished, Dicky kindly let his guests sit down.

"Hm .... " The man smiled. His eyes were closely watching the room. Calm attitude. But it looks charismatic and authoritative.

"Sorry, who are you? What's the need for me?" ask Dicky carefully.

"Since when?"

"Did?"

"Since when did you realize it. To the point of doing a special investigation for it." The young man's words made Dicky stand up from his seat "What do you mean?" Dicky began to put a wary attitude towards his interlocutor.

"Adellias."

"Adel?" dicky Mumbles. The man looked up and smiled. Then he got up from his seat. Towards the CEO workspace window. Then lean by the window. Next to her hand was put on her pants.

"I just don't want Adel to be sad. He doesn't want to get hurt knowing the truth. Maybe it's better this way first. See you at the right time."

"I don't understand what that means?"

"Basic brat. You still don't know me?" Dicky looked at the man closely. From the tip of the hair to the tip of the foot. But still he didn't recognize her. The man returned to the sofa and opened the plastic package he was carrying.

"Now, drink chocolate milk."

He gave Dicky a bottle of milk chocolate milky brand, his favorite milk as a child first. And a round object wrapped in worn batik cloth. Dicky was astonished to receive these things. Hold her bottle of milk. Then he looked back at the man. Trying to convince himself.

Then he opened the package, and to his surprise he saw a worn tennis ball with the inscription of his name on the ball. It was a ball given by him to his older brother first. Little gifts he bought when they were kids.

"Ka-ka-you?" tanyanya.

"Me?" The man smiled "Yudha. Yudha Latitude Marabahan." Not the coolest thing Dicky heard that name. Almost jumped and shouted. But Yudha approached and embraced him.

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