White Eagle Sang Praja Bekti, Aksa Gavin Praja Bekti

Learning to accept destiny.

"Marcels? You, you . . . Are you okay?" Aridha and Alex were equally shocked. "Why are you here, baby? Wasn't it . . . ." Alex felt his blood flowing. For some reason, seeing Marcel was fine, made Alex a tremendous relief.

Marcel smiled wryly, the teenager now able to see how sincere the biological father and his wife were. Their love is truly extraordinary.

"I deliberately created a scenario, as if I was in danger. Thank you for trying to come and protect me. Sorry, I was just playing around to find out how much you feel about me." Marcel was full of regrets.

Aridha opened her eyes wide. What did Marcel say? Fooling around?

"You're playing us as parents?" Asked Aridha with glaring eyes. For some reason, Ridha was irritated this time.

"I almost died worrying about you, and you would be willing to lie to us? Jesus, Marcel. I'm not a bad mother even if you're not my own flesh and blood." Aridha approached Marcel and softened his ears.

"Next time don't repeat, Marcel. I don't like you making me nearly die from this ridiculous idea of yours." Aridha.

Of course Marcel hissed in pain and rubbed his hot ears.

"Sorry, mom. Sorry for making you worry." Marcel said with a sweet smile.

"Other time, you'll have to pay for all your silliness today. Look, I don't want to know, you have to follow my orders. Just one command." Aridha.

"That's it, the most important thing now is Marcel's fine. There's nothing to worry about." Alex mediates.

"Marcel, mom and dad go home first. You don't come home too late either. The night wind is not good for health."

Six of Marcel's friends, who also played the role, approached Marcel and hugged the man's shoulder.

"You should be lucky, Marcel. You were born without a father, but now God has showered you with a lot of affection. I hope you can appreciate them. Not many people are willing to accept us in an environment."

A friend of Marcel who was to Marcel's right, patted Marcel on the shoulder.

"Thank you very much, to all those who helped me with my mission this time. I know now, and I'm gonna give papa a chance to fix himself. My mother is sick and has not fully recovered. Maybe with my changed papa, it will change the way my life has always been hidden by my mother."

Marcel stared blankly at the wall in front of him. His eyes full of longing. It's just that Marcel couldn't hug Alex like a child hugging his own father.

"There must be cause and effect. Then, if you may know, what path do you want to take after this? Are you going to forgive your father and give him a chance to start a good relationship with you?"

"Somehow, that seems like a good idea. It's just, I still need time." Strictly Marcel then. "Yes, let's go home. Thank you for your help today. Looks like I need to see my mom first."

"Alright, say my dear greetings to Aunt Inora."

Marcel nodded and passed away from there. There's a lot of things Marcel wants to say to Alex, it's just, it's not as simple as people think.

Along the way, Marcel kicked. A smile does not come off his lips. He began to believe that his father was a good man. It's true, it's fate that doesn't let Alex and Inora together.

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