Him, my Daughter's Father
Chapter 3

" Mom!."

" Ayeah?." Puspita flinched as her assistant called out. He is too focused on remembering the past that should be buried deeply.

" We've arrived."

" All right." Puspita looked at her daughter with worry. She was afraid that Dinda would know who her real father was. However, he did not want to be in touch with the family anymore.

" Whatever happens, you're still a mother's daughter."

He quickly held Dinda who was still sleeping. Taking his daughter into a two-story mansion. The house he had built with his five years of hard work.

Of course, he doesn't work alone. Revan, the man who has been slandered as well by Tania has been helping him for the past 5 years. Where the hardest times come.

If it wasn't for that guy, maybe he wouldn't be the Puspita he is now. He became a designer known to the world.

" I'm sorry, Mother, dear." Puspita laid Dinda down carefully.

The little girl squirmed as Puspita dyed her hair. The woman covered her daughter carefully.

" You only have Mother and Uncle Revan, nothing else." Her mutter got rid of the hairdo that covered her daughter's adorable face.

Undeniably, Mahesa's facial lines are engraved on her daughter's face. But he won't let Mahesa know. It was enough that Dinda was humiliated while still in her womb, and not even recognized her own father.

" I'll get it first. If Dinda wakes up, Auntie can take her for a ride." He told Bi Ani, a 65-year-old woman who has been looking after Dinda since she was a baby.

" Good Mom."

Puspita rushed to the boutique, a famous boutique in the city center. Just one of his several overseas boutique branches.

" Good day, ma'am." Some employees greeted kindly, with nods and smiles from him.

He entered the room when someone knocked on the door.

" Login!."

" Mommy's Day." Sapa Riska, one of the most loyal female employees.

" Lunch. Have you had any recent orders?." Ask Puspita as she starts to open her laptop.

" There's a new order that wants multiple models combined into one."

Riska provides a design record of what the customer wants.

" The family uniform?." Puspita asked after seeing there were some size notes.

" Right Mom. The one who ordered it was one of the richest people in the city, they were quite influential. They want a family uniform of the highest quality. It doesn't matter what they pay."

" They've even sent the money in advance." Continue Risk.

Puspita nodded in understanding.

" When is his H-day?."

" Same date of April."

" 2 months away."

" Right."

" Have you measured them?."

" The measurements were made at their residence only 2 people, 4 more people left, and a little girl the age of Non Dinda."

" Hey..." Puspita nodded back in understanding.

" Why aren't they measured at once?."

" They were gone when I came."

" When is the next measurement?."

" Morrow."

" Okay, I'll leave them to you. You can come out."

" But Mom..."

" What's up?."

" They want Mom to come in person, because they want their designs on their clothes to be realized appropriately."

" Okay, customer satisfaction is the main thing. You'll come with me."

" Okay, ma'am, excuse me."

Riska bowed respectfully, then walked out of her boss' room.

Puspita began to combine several designs. This is a big order, after all. It should work as best as possible.

Meanwhile, Mahesa could not forget his meeting with Puspita. He hardly recognized the woman who had been his wife for a month. Puspita has really changed.

" Here you are, don't think of him anymore. What do you think of the traitor?." Gerrutu Tania was upset. Mahesa has been ignoring herself and Salsa ever since she returned from the park.

Mahesa did not heed Tania's words. He just imagined the face of the little girl who was with Puspita.

" Sin." His murmur recalled the time Puspita gave the child to her nanny.

He only realized, if Puspita can afford a nanny, it means that the woman has lived in sufficiency. Moreover, the appearance of his ex-wife was also very different. Although without leaving a simple impression that has always been his trademark.

" Has she been living happily with Revan?." He murmured with a feeling that he himself did not understand. It should have been explained if Puspita really cheated on her, but the other side of her heart refused to believe her.

" Father!." Salsa immediately sat on the lap of the father spoiled. Makes Mahesa instantly forget what was in her mind.

" Yes, baby?."

" When did you marry Mama?".

Surprised? That's certain. How could the three-and-a-half-year-old girl ask this kind of question?.

" Mama is sad because Papa didn't marry Mama." Salsa looked at her father expectantly. While being stared at it stared intently at Tania who actually entered the room.

Not without reason the girl could ask him. Tania, the woman kept asking her daughter to urge Mahesa to marry her.

He really could not bear, living for 5 years without marriage. If there was no Salsa, he obviously wouldn't be able to tie the man down with her.

" Bi!." Shouted Mahesa calling her daughter's nanny.

" Yes sir?."

" Take Salsa in her room."

" Good sir." Bi Salma then brought Salsa into the room.

" That woman!!!." Mahesa is inexhaustible, so Tania can poison Salsa's mind with something she shouldn't.

Without a second thought he immediately headed for the woman's room.

Brakk!!!

The door slammed hard as Mahesa opened it. Makes the owner of the room flinch.

" What did you tell my daughter!." Her shout echoed throughout the room, making Tania feel extremely frightened. Last time, he saw Mahesa this angry 5 years ago.

" Nothing." Tania turned her eyes away.

Mahesa grew furious, clutching the woman's face tightly.

" Ow!!! It hurts..." Ringis is a 27-year-old woman.

" Don't poison my daughter's mind again." Slowly, but with great affirmation. Mahesa then threw out her grip just like that.

" She's my daughter, too, Mom. What's wrong with me saying my wish to my own daughter!." Unaccepting, Tania raised her voice.

" The fault is that you said something that would never happen." Mahesa tried to contain her anger. After all, the woman in front of him was the mother of his little daughter.

" Your tea is Mas! I am the mother of Salsa, your daughter. You should be responsible for my marriage!."

" Responsibility?." Mahesa nodded.

" Where do you live? Who are you eating from? And who are your clothes from?." Intimidating question.

Of course, Tania was speechless to hear it. Because he has lived with Mahesa's money for 5 years.

" That's not enough! All I need is status. Status!." His screams don't lose.

" status? Even if I marry you, I won't be able to be a guardian when Salsa gets married." Slowly and flatly, yet clearly full of affirmation.

He deeply regretted, how could he have impregnated the woman. The woman who was once the best friend of the woman he loved so much, his ex-wife.

" That's my business later. I'm your daughter's mother, but I'm not your wife. Isn't that embarrassing?." Tania really doesn't want to continue in this unclear relationship. She wants to be Madame Adinata.

" I'm ashamed? Then why don't you think about it when you take me drunk into a hotel room?." Relax, Mahesa asked. But it was clearly unable to reduce the tense situation between them.

" I'm helping you Mas, then why are you blaming me for your own mistakes?."

" There are a lot of male servants in that bar, so why don't you ask them to take me?."

" I-i..." Tania lost her word, she didn't know what to answer.

" That's it. I warn you once again, if you still try to poison Salsa's mind, then I won't hesitate even if you're my daughter's mother." Mahesa pointed at Tania right in front of her face, then left.

" Damn it! It's all because of that woman. Why did he have to come back!!!." Tania yelled in frustration.

" I should be able to get rid of Puspita, again. In the past, it was easy, and now it is. That woman won't be able to take Mahesa away from me. Looks like I should ask Mama to persuade Mahesa to marry me."

Seriate.