Fake Love's
Get Out of Baskoro Residence

"Ehm..." Derald cleared his throat as he entered his room.

The room he occupied for almost a year was over that. The room that bears witness to how every night he spent alone taking care of Zara, his little daughter.

Because of guilt, Derald wants to take care of Zara himself, every time he comes home from work. He alone meets the needs of his little baby, from changing diapers, to staying up late at night because Zara cries for milk.

Things Derald never imagined before.

The ideal he dreamed of was to become a successful and famous man. Derald realizes he started with a mistake so the Giver of Life doesn't approve of it.

Right now Derald's dream is just to see his little daughter grow up to be a smart and successful beautiful girl. Although there was a sense of tightness that Derald felt. Zara, her beautiful daughter will grow up different from the other children. His daughter is disabled, he could not afford if Zara had to get a consultation from a child her age later. The fear he felt at this moment.

Hearing Derald enter the room. Jasmin slowly moved Zara from her sling to the top of the bed.

"I guess she's still crying." Derald sat on the edge of the bed and stroked Zara's face.

"Always read the solawat as Zara cried. God willing he will feel calm when we chant it," said Jasmin smilingly looking at Zara's sleeping style that is stretched with Zara's body looks plump so that the little baby is more adorable."He was very funny" he said later.

"Yes, cute and beautiful like his late mother," said Derald sadly. " But baby... Her feet are not perfect. This will definitely make it difficult for him to move when he grows up." Derald touched one of Zara's imperfect legs.

Incomplete legs only reach below the knees.

"While walking later he must use a cane. I'm afraid she'll feel insecure about herself, later." Derald revealed his heartbreak to Jasmin.

"Now the era is modern and there are many ways to overcome it. I've seen someone who has a condition like Zara, Mas!" Derald looked up at Jasmin, curious about the girl's words.

"Yesterday when there was a seminar on my campus the speakers who filled the event had the same conditions as Zara. Even worse, he lost both legs. But thanks to his initiative and research, the man launched a prosthetic leg specifically for disabled people who do not have legs. He has used his own research. Yesterday when the source was wearing it, MashaAllah had his deformity covered by that prosthetic leg. And those with disabilities can feel like other people can walk on their own feet" Jasmin said, drawing Derald's attention.

"But there are flaws in that tool" complained Jasmin.

"Why?"

"It must be unloaded because it cannot be wet," said Jasmin.

"At least those who are disabled can be helped by the tool" Derald replied.

"Hmmm..." Jasmin nodded. "I was thinking, Zara could use that tool if she went to school later, yes even though her movement space was somewhat restricted later."

Derald nodded while thinking, Jasmin's idea could be applied to Zara later. His daughter is currently a child. He'll think about that later.

"Thank you for thinking about Zara's life." Derald got up from his seat to hold Zara who was still asleep.

"He's my nephew too, Mas!"

Derald nodded then smiled at Jasmin.

"Will I go now?" jasmin asked as he saw Zara being lifted by Derald from the bed.

"Yes" Derald replied briefly.

"Can I take the delivery? Let me go straight to the boarding house, after Mas Derlad." Jasmin pleaded.

Starting next week there will be no more encouragement Jasmin at home. His mother always asked him to come home. Only once a month Jasmin came home. Unlike when there is Zara, Jasmin will always go home quickly, after his college days off. That plump baby was adorable to her. Because Jasmine likes little children.

"Maybe, as long as it doesn't interfere with your time." replied Derald.

"Yeah.... Aunt can still be like you, beautiful! Here let me carry Zara, Mas!" Jasmin thrust his hand to grab Zara who was still sound asleep.

Derald smiled at Jasmin's cheer. His smile resembled that of the late Chyntia. Derald realized Chyntia's attitude had been wrong. Because Chyntia always gets what she wants as long as she obeys her papa's orders, Mr. Baskoro.

But there's something that Derald misses about Chyntia, the spoiled attitude of his wife that always makes Derald smile.

Derald and Jasmin walked together to the terrace of the house, the car that will be used is ready there.

"Do you have no manners after staying and eating in this house for free, now go without saying goodbye to the owner of this house!" The loud baritone sound from the second floor of the mansion sounded so clear, making Derald and Jasmin turn around and look up slightly at Mr. Baskoro.

"Papa," said Jasmin slowly while patting slowly on Zara's shoulder who was disturbed due to Mr. Baskoro's shout.

"I'm sorry... Whah! I told you Papa yesterday. I will return to my old house today," Derlad replied casually and habitually with the clash of Mr. Baskoro.

"PAPA.. ," quickly sergeant Jasmin. "It doesn't feel right to talk like that, Zara is Papa's grandson, Papa's flesh-blood."

"Heh... Papa doesn't feel like he's ever had a granddaughter out of him!" Mr. Baskoro raised his hand and pointed with his index finger towards Derald.

Jasmin shook his head slowly looking at his Papa's attitude towards Derald. So much so that Mr. Baskoro hated the man who had been his son-in-law.

"Papa need not worry, I will pay all the money Papa has spent for Zara. Maybe I can't pay for everything right now. But promised to pay for it." reply Derald firmly to Mr. Baskoro.

"Mas, there's no need to do that." said Jasmin.

"Where are you going, Jasmin? Instead of accompanying your mother in Singapore, you're here with the man. Don't-don't you now also exposed to her sweet seduction!" accuse Mr. Baskoro.

"What does Papa mean?" ask Derald. "Papa's accusing me!"

"Never call my name Papa again, you are nothing to me!" mr. Baskoro said as he walked down the stairs, slowly approaching Derald until they faced each other with a distance of one meter.

The attitude of Mr. Baskoro is still arrogant, stubborn and arrogant. He did not accept the daughter who was very obedient to him, died. According to Mr. Baskoro Derlad is the unlucky carrier for Chyntia. And the birth of Zara was a disgrace to his family. Miss Mirna as his wife could do nothing, just the inner pressure she felt. Many thoughts made him sick, and had to undergo treatment. Mr. Baskoro sent him to an overseas hospital to get the best treatment there. Although stubborn and arrogant, he does not want to lose again the person who always obeyed his orders.

Zara's rapid birth led others to think Chyntia was pregnant first, a disgrace to Mr. Baskoro. But the truth is true that way.

Plans to abort the fetus Chyntia also got the support of his father. After finding out that the baby is a girl, Chyntia plans to abort Zara. Mr. Baskoro agreed, saying he would divert all of Chyntia's treasure bags if he could give her a grandson.

"Alright, Sir. I as a benefactor in this house apologize to the honorable Mr. Baskoro. It's the money I raised while working at your place I handed it back to pay Zara's medical debt... My daughter." Derald emphasized his last sentence while reaching into his backpack. The release of a savings book and ATM from there.

"In it there is money of two hundred million more. It may not be able to pay it off but I promise I will pay, you don't have to worry. I'll send you the pin number in your private message." Derald placed the two objects on the table right next to Mr. Baskoro.

Mr. Baskoro smiled wryly. "It's good that you are responsible." he said.

"I'm sorry, dear Mr. Baskoro." Derald bowed politely, then faced Jasmin.

"Find Zara, let me be the fat one! Excuse me... Jasmin I can get out of here myself, I don't want Mr. Baskoro to come back accusing me of deceiving his other daughter."

Derald picked up Zara who was sleeping in Jasmin's arms.

"But, Mom..." Zara's already switched in Derald's sling.

Without wanting to turn around. Derald continued his steps out of Mr. Baskoro's residence.

There was a fierce talk from Jasmin and Mr. Baskoro who threw their respective arguments about this incident. That didn't stop Derald. It doesn't matter what they are fighting about. The most important thing now is to go far from the place that has made its degree like garbage here.

His chest was cramped with all the insults of Mr. Baskoro, his former father-in-law.

It was enough that he was treated badly. Derald closed his eyes for a moment while patting slowly on Zara's shoulder which he was carrying.

We're gonna start a new life, son.

Forgive me if your life will be full of struggles.

The money I set aside for you and our living capital I gave to your Grandpa.

But I promise you, your life won't be short of being with Dad!

Inner Derald then opened his eyes and exhaled heavily. With a definite step Derald walked towards his car was.

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Read on for the story yes.

Sorry some chapters will Author enter the story Derald yes.

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