After 5 Years Apart's
A5YA 05'S. Andra, We've Got A Princess.

"Andra, who is he?" Denada who had been to the toilet finally came, he was astonished when he saw Andra talking to a little girl.

"Tone, look. She looks a lot like me" Andra said, not taking her eyes off Andara at all.

Denada frowned, also watching Andara who was very similar to Andra. They are both very similar, if you look at Andara, it must be like seeing a female version of Andra.

"Yes, she looks a lot like you, Andra. Whose son is this?" asked Denada, instead thinking why there could be a child who was very similar to Andra like Father and son.

"Either, if I had a child, it would be like this too," Andra said just so, too amazed by the beauty of Andara which she thought was very cute and adorable.

Denada frowned deeper. Suddenly a bad feeling engulfed him. But he immediately threw his mind away.

'Andra is a very good man, he can't possibly leave a seed carelessly let alone to have a child'

"Maybe it's just a coincidence, Andra. Is it not that there are 7 people in this world who look alike? Maybe this little boy is one of them" Denada said trying to make his own perceptions that he thought made sense.

"Eh, that's the school bell. Let's Clayton come in, let's go home with Auntie and Om," Denada said again.

Clayton nodded in agreement, he immediately ran into his class. But Andara actually still stayed, the little girl was engrossed in staring at the figure of Andra that really made him fascinated.

"Sweetie, you don't want to go to class?" tanya Andra swiped Andara's nose.

"I'm going in, Om. But, I'd like to ask you Om's name, whose Om's name?" andara said with a wanted face.

"Name Om, Andra."

"Om Andra, I'm in class. My mom said don't say goodbye, who knows we'll see you later. Om remember I kept yes," said Andara smiling sweetly.

Andra was more and more fascinated with the little girl. He nodded then extended his hand to stroke Andara's hair.

"Om sure to remember you, come in." Andra nodded in agreement to the little girl's request.

Andara nodded quickly, she walked away and waved her hand at Andra. In his small brain he thought he wanted to see Andra again someday.

Andra himself does not know why, he is not a man who is easily close to others, let alone small children. But when he met Andara, his heart felt so comfortable.

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Rexha comes to school when all the students have just dropped out of class. He breathed a sigh of relief that it was not too late to pick up his daughter. That afternoon he was still wearing his dirty work clothes, and his hair he tied up originally. But still Rexha looks so pretty.

"Where's Dara?" muttered Rexha looking around at where her daughter was.

Rexha noticed one by one the faces of the children who came out of class. But he did not find Andara, he then walked in and then he saw his daughter. But he was astonished when he saw his daughter talking to a foreign man.

"Become!" rexha shouted to her daughter.

Andara who previously still spoke to Andra, immediately turned her head when she heard her mother's voice. Including Andra and Denada, he was deliberately waiting until Andara was picked up so that the child was safe.

"Mother!" Andara shouted along while waving her hand.

Rexha wanted to get out of her place, but when the man talking to her daughter turned his head, he immediately turned his back. His eyes were perfectly round, not believing what he had seen earlier.

"Him? Why is he here?"

One question came to Rexha. He could not possibly have seen wrongly, as he was very well memorized by the silhouette of the man even from a considerable distance.

"Mother?" Andara yelled again because her mother did not answer.

"That's your mother?" Andra frowned, feeling confused because the woman called Mother by Andara actually dodged.

"Yes, Om. That's my mom's coming. I'll go home first, Om. Thank you for taking care of me," said Andara bowed as a sign saying goodbye, he then soon passed to meet his mother.

'Why should he avoid?"

"Andra, let's go home," said Denada felt that he had been there long enough.

"Yes Om, I'm a laper too" Clayton said, holding his stomach.

Andra nodded in understanding, actually he still wanted to see how his mother Andara's face, he was very sure that the woman was clearly avoiding him. There was no way the woman would instantly turn around if there was nothing strange.

Andra soon passes with Denada and Clayton. He took the hand of his nephew Denada who struggled spoiled in his arms.

Rexha looked at it, seeing all of it clearly from behind the tree she was hiding in. See how happy Andra is with his little family.

'He was never serious with me, he always played with my feelings.'

Rexha hates herself. After all this time, why should he regret it now? A feeling of regret that was so stifling that it was powerless to hold back its cries.

'I have been a fool ever since. Why should I believe that he only loves me? Now he had even forgotten and had a child from another woman.'

"Andra, why are you doing this to me?" lirih Rexha held onto her aching chest, her tears would not even stop.

"Mother! Mama!"

Rexha gasped when she heard her daughter's voice. He hurriedly rubbed his tears violently. He tried to smile even when it was hard.

"Mom, why is Mom here?" tanya Andara set her breath that was boring because she had run earlier.

"Because, don't run. I'm here, honey. I'm there for Dara, I love Dara." Rexha did not know why, as soon as she saw the face of her daughter that was very similar to the father, she immediately hugged her daughter very tightly.

"Mom crying?" ask Andara.

Rexha shook her head slowly, trying hard not to cry in front of her daughter.

"No, I just miss you, Dara. I really want to hug Dara, can you?" said Rexha with her trembling voice holding back the cries.

"Ehem, of course, Mother." Andara just nodded.

Rexha hugged her daughter tightly, but did not hurt.

"Mother, I guess ... I've found Dad" Andara said suddenly.

"What?" Rexha rounded her eyes in surprise, she thought if Andra already knew about their daughter?

"Yes, Om is kind and handsome. Mom said my dad was very handsome, right? He's like that, too, Mother. I want to have that Dad, can I?" said Andara innocently.

"Who's good and handsome?" Rexha asked in a slightly snapping tone, remembering that Andara had spoken to Andra.

"Om, Mom, I really liked it. His name is also very similar to mine, Om Andra. I'd like to have that Dad, Mom, how?" Andara increasingly excited to explain, a smile that can not even be separated from her sweet lips.

Rexha is surprised to hear the name of her daughter. He smiled with irony, his tears even melted away without being prevented. Looking softly at his daughter who looked very hopeful.

'He is your father, Dara. He is indeed the one.'

Rexha was eager to scream to tell the world the truth. But the harsh reality when Andra already had a family, made him hold himself back.

'Andra ... You will love my son as much as you love your son. Andreas ... We've got a daughter now ....'

Happy Reading's.

TBC.