White Eagle Sang Praja Bekti, Aksa Gavin Praja Bekti

Two Fathers and two Mothers

A choice, between having to let, or leave the wife who was forced to be treated by a psychiatric doctor, Dion chose to take care of his wife's path so that she could recover as soon as possible.

As it has been, it takes a long time for the Inora to heal. Dion no longer knew how to keep his wife mentally weak. Dion's heart wanted his wife to be free from the painful past, but I have in fact Inora has returned in the days when she was first pregnant to give birth to Marcel, in a state of depression.

It's a miracle, isn't it?

He stared at Inora who fell asleep because of the influence of the doctor's injection.

"Dad, how did you tell me mom could suddenly be like this? Previously the mother was healthy and normal, fine and not depressed. There must be something that makes you this." Yasmin, who is quite intelligent, had to search her father to speak the truth. Yasmin knew her father couldn't lie.

"It's okay. Now go home, follow your husband. It was late at night and my mother had improved too. There's already your brother, Marcel, who's gonna be with you waiting for your mother. You can come back here tomorrow." Dion's orders are soft. But unfortunately, Yasmin is still a stubborn Yasmin.

"Where can that be, dad? I'm mom's daughter. Don't want me if mom gets sick, and I leave her." Princess Dion's eyes were glazed.

"Yasmin, listen. Your mom's okay. You're a wife now anyway. The duty of the wife is to serve the husband and not to leave him. Mother, it is the responsibility of father. Youunderstand? Go home, I won't forbid you from coming again tomorrow. I hope you understand, baby." Dion insisted on advising his daughter.

"Father is right, my sister. Tomorrow, after school, you can come here. Or, you want your brother to pick you up?" This time Marcel chimed in.

"I can persuade Aksa." Yasmin still did not give up.

"Don't be stubborn, Yasmin. I've never been mad at you." Dion's sentence, makes Yasmin's guts shrivel. Princess Inora then said goodbye and immediately went home.

There were many questions Yasmin kept in her brain over everything that befell her mother.

Just as Yasmin and Aksa left and immediately returned to her house, the sound of the car roaring back. Marcel came out, and saw who was coming.

She is Aridha, coming alone without Alex. This makes Marcel wonder about Aridha who has not known the figure of Aridha at all.

"Dad, there's a female guest. He came alone. Looky. Do you want to be accepted or not?" Marcel asked Dion in a soft voice. Marcel was afraid that his voice would be heard by his mother.

"Let me see." Dion came out, shocked to find Aridha behind the door, knocking on the door. To Dion's surprise, Aridha came alone.

"Night, Miss Ridha. You, come alone?" Dion asked with a confused face. Even Aridha was still wearing the same dress as at dinner last night.

"I'm sorry if these late nights come to see you, Mr. Dion. It's just, I don't think I'll be able to calm down if I don't confirm Ms. Nora's condition and have to wait for tomorrow." Aridha looked down deeply, causing Dion to be alarmed by Aridha's attitude.

Isn't it usual for the Praja Bekti family to not bow their face to others?

"Alright, please come in, madam. Aksa and Yasmin had just left to return home to Mr. Radhi's residence. Let's sit down." Dion. "Oh yeah, where's Mr Alex?"

Aridha sat on Dion's usual quality sofa, without feeling as disgusted as the other rich people.

"Alex is home and I told him to take a break. Right away, I came here because I wanted to know the beginning of Miss Inora's pain. Since you are the one who accompanied and accompanied Nora's mistress for several years, I think I need to find out for yourself through you what happened before my love story and Alex intertwined."

Dion's confused. The man thinks it's hard because in this house there's Marcel. What if Marcel had known everything? Dion does not want a moment when Inora has recovered and her consciousness is full again, Inora instead blames Dion.

Confused, between having to tell a story, or not.

"What makes you doubt, Mr Dion?" Tanya Aridha who caught the veil of doubt on Dion.

"Alright, madam. Allow me to call Marcel first. I think Marcel should know who his biological father is." Dion is possessed by Aridha.

"Marcel, come with me. Let mom rest. There's something I want to talk to you and your guests." Said Dion suddenly, who found Marcel looking at Inora's shady face.

"Good, dad." Marcel replied, rising up and closing the door.

Arriving in the living room of Dion's house, Aridha looked at Marcel for the first time. Aksa said that Marcel is a replica of Alex. Too bad, Aridha had made this young man before her to be kept away from her father. Aridha felt his heart sliced because it was the reason Alex could not touch his flesh and blood.

"Marcel, meet you, she's Aridha's mistress, Alex's wife Aksa's uncle, your sister's husband." Marcel's forehead was wrinkled to hear his father's statement.

"Yesterday I had a chance to meet with Mr. Alex, he said also Aksa's uncle, as I waited for Aksa who was picking up lunch." Tukas Marcel's.

Now changing, it was Aridha who frowned. "So, you've met my dad.. oh no, I mean, Alex?" Ask Ridha to make sure once again.

"Yes, Mr. Alex whose face looks a lot like mine, madam." Answer Marcel.

Marcel's eyes by Aridha. Marcel's shady eyes, also filled with innocence and sincerity, make Aridha see Alex in Marcel. It was like Alex's gaze when he and Alex were still in love.

"Don't call me madam. Call me mama." Reveal Aridha, which makes Marcel and Dion surprised not to play. What the fuck? Dion was confused.The woman before him was very difficult to guess.

"Mama?" Ask Marcel to make sure. Now, Aridha nodded while looking at Marcel.

"Tell me, Mr. Dion. Tell me everything." Urge Aridha who can't wait to hear the story of Alex and Inora before she is present in Alex's life.

Dion breathed a long breath before beginning his story.

"More than twenty years ago, I found young Nora crying desperately under a garden tree not far from here. Inora was pitiful, with her chaotic appearance. In fact, I as a man can't afford to leave it alone. At that moment, I decided to stay and wait for Inora. After persuading her, Inora said that she was pregnant at the time. Of course I'm surprised."

Alex and Aridha listen carefully to Dion's story without any intention of interrupting.

"I helped him, just because of humanity, but who would have thought, this feeling in the heart grew so terrifying. I'm in love with that wounded woman, Miss Ridha. So at that time I decided to marry her, but Nora refused under the pretext that her love was still for Alex."

Marcel was surprised not to play. The young man's thoughts concluded that he was an out-of-wedlock child. If Dion's father finds Inora while pregnant, and Inora loves Alex, what a...... Marcel was afraid of his own perception.

"Then, I faithfully waited for him, until when the reunion arrived, Inora's heart was broken to find you making out with Mr. Alex. By then, I knew Inora was pregnant with Alex. And you're Marcel," Alex turned to look at the fixated Marcel. "You are the son of Alex Atmadja. He is your biological father. Me, I'm the father who raised you."

Marcel flinched from his daydream. His heart seemed as if it was squeezed for a moment.

"So, so Marcel's not dad's son?" Marcel's face paled. Making Aridha pity and immediately approached Marcel, giving him a gentle swipe on Marcel's shoulder so that Marcel could be calmer and could control himself.

"Yes. But even so, this is only a fact that you cannot hide forever from everyone. Sorry for the inconvenience, son. You, still a father's son. But don't forget, you also have to respect Mr. Alex as your father. Father also asked, just be normal as if you do not know this fact in front of mom." Pinta Dion.

"Dad......."

"You're my son, Marcel." A voice appeared in the doorway with a trembling tone. Alex emerged from the door, spread out his arms. Alex's eyes were also reddened and puffy.

"Oh my God, I have two fathers." Marcel really did not expect this fact about him.

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