Him, my Daughter's Father
Chapter 12

" No problem, it's over. At least you can learn to judge what is right, and what is wrong." Puspita tried indifferently, he did not want to dissolve in emotions that would reopen his old wounds. Because if that were to happen, then the peace of heart he felt right now could simply disappear.

" Sir..." Mahesa's words came to a halt as Puspita stood up, looking at the man calmly.

" The measurement is done, it would be better if you go. Your wife must have been waiting outside. Don't let him think of widows like me." He pointed at the door.

" Tania's home, and she's not my wife." Mahesa got up, trying to grab Puspita's hand, but of course the woman dodged.

" A widow is often labeled as a bad woman. You'd better leave before more slander arises for Me." Although he already knew, again Puspita tried to be indifferent. For him, Mahesa or anyone who is a part of his past, is something not to remember.

" Tania is not my wife Puspita, we never married!." Mahesh raised his voice an octave, trying to get Puspita's heart moved just a little.

" I don't care about your family business."

" Sirv!." Mahesa gripped the woman's shoulder tightly, facing her face at Puspita who turned her eyes.

" I know I was wrong, I beg you to forgive me. We started all over."

" Something that is over, need not be repeated." It sounded cold, but the woman's netra was already dewy.

" I know you still love me Puspita, we can be together, and Dinda can get complete affection."

" She?." Puspita stared at Mahesa.

" Yes, our daughter." Mahesa said enthusiastically.

" Damn!." Puspita jerks Mahesa's hand on her shoulder.

" I told you from the beginning, she's my daughter. JUST MY DAUGHTER." The next is full of emphasis.

" If she's just your daughter, then how can you make her call someone else 'father'?." Mahesa shouted unable to contain her anger.

" Other people?." Puspita laughed cynically.

" What you say to others is the person who is always with us. The one who always accompanied me in my most difficult moments, where no one believed in me including someone with the title of husband." Puspita looked at Mahesa with a reddened netra. Implies sadness wrapped in anger.

While Mahesa was unable to say anything, what Puspita said had indeed become a severe slap for her.

" The other person you mean, is the one who calms Dinda down when she cries, the one who would be willing to stay up all night if Dinda has a fever. The one who is willing to give all his time to the one who is not ready!." Puspita shouted loudly, venting all the emotions that he had been craving for years.

" A man like that, isn't it worth it for him to be called a father by my daughter?." Disappointment was evident in the look in his eyes. Puspita will not give Mahesa a gap near her daughter, only her daughter.

" Then why don't you just be honest with Dinda who's her father?." Mahesa asked withstanding the guilt in her heart.

" Easy to say it?. You're not giving a joke, are you?. Do you think I'll tell you who his father is?. A man who even doubted himself as his own flesh and blood?. Sorry, I'm not that good." Puspita began to lose control, her breathing was mid-emotional.

" Not once or twice was he disappointed not to have a father. And just so you know, he just called Revan's dad, a few days ago. When you asked someone to watch over us."

Mahesa was certainly surprised to hear that, Puspita found out about Faris.

" You are surprised?. Well, you should be surprised. But maybe I should have thanked you for that. You know why? Because for the first time since Dinda was born, I could see the radiance of happiness in her eyes when she called Revan 'Father'. A word I've always forbidden him to say."

Puspita was angry, but now she really wanted to cry. As hard as he might try to restrain her, she would not look weak in front of the humans who had insulted her.

Mahesa was only able to freeze in his place, not a single word that he intended to say to deny the words of Puspita. The woman has given a clear picture of her life during these 5 years. Just because he was easily incited with someone's slander.

" Mother!." The door opened just like that, Dinda came with Bi Ani standing behind her.

" Dear, why are you here, son?." Puspita quickly wiped her tears, then hugged her daughter, while looking at the cynical Mahesa who had only been silent since.

" He who's Mother?." The little girl asked to look at Mahesa, who then sat down in front of Dinda as Puspita did. Makes the woman snort sharply.

" Did you introduce me, Mahesa, your Mother's friend?." Mahesa extended a hand. While Puspita looked at him in surprise, trying to figure out what the man was up to.

" Mother's Friend? Not just your friend Uncle?." Ask Dinda innocently. While Mahesa was quite surprised to hear Uncle's call, could it be that the one in question was Revan? But, didn't that girl already call Revan 'Dad'?. He looked at Puspita, now he understood that Puspita's words were not a lie.

" Now Om is also a friend of Mother, just call Om Mahes." Mahesa's reply made Puspita understand one thing, her ex-husband wanted to approach Dinda slowly.

Actually he wants to be selfish, making Dinda hate the man who became her father. But of course he has feelings, Mahesa who already knows of course wants to be close to his biological daughter, even though the man does not know about Salsa.

Hearing Mahesa's words, Dinda looked at her mother questioningly.

" Right baby, Om Mahes this is your friend Mother." Finally that's all Puspita can do, join the show.

Finally the little girl welcomed Mahesa's hand that had been airborne since, making the man who was her father immediately embrace her tightly. Puspita panicked to see it.

" Thank you, now Om can be Dinda's friend too?." Mahesa's question looked at her daughter closely, she only realized, if the line of her face decreased on her little daughter. If he had realized earlier, he might have been able to hug Dinda for a long time.

" Hem, can. Dinda so have Mommy, Uncle, and now Om Mahes" Dinda nods vigorously.

Puspita was only able to stare at the interaction of the two with a pushy gaze. Seeing how happy Dinda thought of Mahesa as a friend, she could not imagine if her little girl knew that Mahesa was her father, the figure she had wanted all along.

Suddenly, the phone on his desk rang. Puspita moved away when she saw Sandi's doctor number on screen. Reminds him of something else that made him lose his spirit.

" Hello?."

Seriate.