Him, my Daughter's Father

Him, my Daughter's Father
Chapter 7


" Examine Puspita's life for these five years!." Mahesa told Faris, her assistant.


" Good Sir. But..."


" But what?."


" I'm sorry if darling is sassy. But why do you suddenly want to know about Mother Puspita?."


" Nothing. You can go."


Faris who knows the answer is a sign that his boss does not want to be disturbed, immediately according to. He came out to start doing the job.


Like Faris, Mahesa was locked in her seat. His assistant's question seemed to wake him up. He himself did not understand, why suddenly he wanted to dig up Puspita's past life.


The face of the little girl he had saved was reflected in his eyes.


" Sin." His murmur remembered the name that Puspita mentioned at that time.


There was an unusual feeling when I saw him. I don't know what, he himself doesn't know.


However, if you remember Dinda is Puspita's daughter with Revan, make her hatred reappear.


" Why can't I forget that traitorous woman." He muttered with clenched hands, holding back the emotions, which he had to admit, clad in a longing.


The door opened without knocking, Tania came to bring her future husband's lunch.


" Do you have no hands to knock on the door?." Mahesa was upset.


" Ish, don't be mad dong Mas. I'm going to take your future wife." Tania sat down in front of her future husband. Put the food he brought on the table.


Mahesa calls her secretary, a man walks in after getting permission.


" Bring this food!." The secretary named Dedi who had memorized exactly what he had to do, without hesitation took stock. He was taken back by Tania.


" What do you mean, baby? This I prepared specially for you?." Resisting her emotions, Tania tried to speak as gently as possible.


" Don't pretend, you can't even make rice in a rice cooker. Do you think I'll believe you cooked it yourself?." Mahesa Cibir.


" My fault is the same, what the hell is it? Why can't you be gentle with me?."


" There's nothing wrong. It's my fault for accidentally touching you." Mahesa Sarcas.


" Dad..." Tania held back her voice, glancing at Dedi who had not come out yet. Showing her frustration because Mahesa said such a sensitive thing in front of outsiders.


" why? Dedi's not just a secretary, he's also my best friend. Is something wrong?."


" No, not that. It's just..."


" What's all about?."


" Oh, I'd better have lunch first." Tania switched the conversation.


" Go there!." Send it to Dedi who then leaves.


" Eat it yourself." Mahesh stood up from his seat.


" Wait Mas. Today, Mama asked us to go home. There's a boutique guy who has to take measurements." Tania remembered her prospective-in-law's message.


" You're the one who came home." Mahesa replied, leaving just like that.


" Yes!." Tania who intends to pursue Mahesa slim prevented Dedi.


" You have no right to deny me. I am your boss's future wife!."


" Mister Mahesa there's a meeting with a client, it'd be better for you to be nice."


" Dumpling!."


Dedipun went after his superior, making Tania even more upset.


" How do I get Mahesa to marry me? Even after trapping him with Salsa, that shitty guy didn't marry me at all." Mumbled annoyed.


The ringing of the mobile phone in his pocket vibrated, he quickly picked up the phone.


" Hello dear..." His greeting was soft, after seeing the name on his screen.


" Hello. We meet yuk. I miss you the same..." Reply Ben.


" I can't be too rich, baby. Today Mama asked me to come to her house."


" Your future-in-law?."


" yes. I had to make him smile so that he would continue to persuade Mahesa, until my marriage. And after that, we can kick them and live happily together." Tania again imagined the smoothness of their plan.


" Okay then. Don't forget the transfer..."


" okay. I love you..."


" Love you to."


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" Let's just a little more, ma'am..." Riska sitting in front of the driver.


" Oh well." Puspita stared at the street outside. Somehow he felt this street was not foreign, he felt he had come here. Not just passing by, but...


" We've reached Mom." Said Riska when their car stopped right in front of the gate of a luxury house.


A house that is no stranger to Puspita. But not because of sweet memories, but bad experiences full of humiliation.


" Are you sure this is his house?."


" Yes ma'am, right."


" What's on behalf of who's order." Puspita never knew who ordered her. He only knows from his family.


" On behalf of Mrs Adinata."


DEG!!!


" Mrs Adinata?."


" Right Mom. Is there a problem?."


Puspita did not answer, because of course he was a problem with the name. Adinata, her ex-husband's family. The arrogant family that once insulted him for caste.


Now the world seems to be going nowhere. He returns to this house, and must meet the people of his past.


Although now his condition is not lagisama, still, he is sure the Adinata family will look down on him.


Puspita suddenly remembered Dinda, she immediately contacted Revan, but unfortunately the man did not pick her up.


" He must be checking on the patient."


" Mom!." Call Riska. Puspita who was worried parroted.


" Yes?."


" Let's go in. They must have been waiting."


" You're the one who came in, I have to get back on my feet."


" But, ma'am, isn't customer satisfaction the main thing?."


Puspita did not know how, on the one hand he was not ready to meet the people who insulted him. But on the other hand he also cannot risk his buttons. The Adinata family was a powerful family. And again, it was made not warty.


" All right, let's go in."


The two get out of the car, and Riska presses the bell beside the fence. It didn't take long, both of them were welcome to enter.


Step by step was heavy for Puspita. He must be prepared for all the possibilities that occur. Even so, he will try his best to be kind. It's about professionalism.


" Please." A servant opened the door for both. They are directed towards the middle chamber, where measurements will be made.


Puspita's mind was completely unfocused. The sound of humiliation in the past rang in his ears.


" Poor women like her always want money. He must have seduced Mahesa just for the sake of getting the treasure. No wonder she's now pregnant with someone else's child."


" If you had shunned us, this would not have happened. Put where our faces are, our surnames have been tarnished because of this cheap woman."


" If you had been together with Mama and married Tania, surely we would not have to feel this shame."


" Puspita Maharani, this second... I'm Mahesa Adinata, dropping talaq on you."


Jeddah!!!


" No!!!." Puspita shook her head quickly, getting rid of all the dark memories of her past.


" What's wrong, Mom?." Riska who doesn't know what's going on asks. He immediately stopped Puspita who kept closing her eyes by muttering 'no'.


" Mom!!!." Riska raised her voice an octave, making Puspita aware.


" no. We'll just cancel this order. Give them all back their money." Puspita could not hold back her feelings. He immediately rose up, but was prevented by Riska.


" What does Mom mean? This is a big order? If we cancel it, then the reputation of the boutique will be at stake."


Puspita adjusts her breath that feels tight. He really doesn't know what to do.


" I've met Mahesa, isn't it a bad thing I met her family." He was trying hard.


" I'm sorry to keep you waiting."


That sound? Puspita gasped at the familiar voice in her ears. The voice that used to shout loudly insulted him.


He turned his head, finding Santi, his former mother-in-law who never changed her appearance, maybe even her heart.


" Pumpita?."


Seriate.