LET ME BE HAPPY
chapter 26

"Sorry, who are you?" ask Adinda to a middle-aged man who is still loyal squatting next to the pusara of the mother.

The man looked up. That voice was the one he had wanted to hear all along. The voice that he longed for his presence. Without tears flowing down her cheeks.

Adinda frowned in wonder. He stared at the back of the man who shook. The sound of soft stuffing was caught in his mouth. Though Adinda only asked, but why the man in front of her now had to cry.

The position of the man who turned his back on Adinda made Adinda continue to guess about who the person was. What is the person's relationship with the mother? Many questions now flashed in his mind.

"Sorry, who are you?" ask Adinda again.

Slowly the man stood up. He took a breath and exhaled slowly. Then he turned his body. Their netra is now looking at. A look of sadness and longing emanated from the eyes of the old man.

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"The face, why not a stranger? Wasn't that the face that all this time, me and mother, could only stare at him in a worn sheet? Oh, my God, is this real?" inner Adinda.

"A-dad," sizzled Adinda.

He did not expect to see his father directly. During this time he could only look at his father's face through a piece of photo shown by his mother.

But as far as he knows, his father is dead. Especially now that he is at the funeral. It could be that in front of him now is the spirit of the father who wants to visit the new house of his late wife. Suddenly his hair felt creepy.

"That's impossible." Adinda shook her head repeatedly.

Adinda looked down, her net was on the feet of the father who was wearing pantofel shoes. It was very clear that the foot was on the ground. Adinda looked up again, she saw the father smiling with both hands stretched out.

"Are you going to fly and go back to God's lap? Oh no, not now. Oh God, the first time I met my father, give me a chance even if it's just a moment" said Adinda. He still stumbled in his place.

"Darling, it's Dad." Fathan walked slowly closer to Adinda who was just unmoved looking at her.

"Ja-so, this is real. Not a dream or a hallucination?" ask Adinda.

"Dear, this is real. This is Father, Father is Adinda." The tears flowed by themselves.

"DAD!" exclaim Adinda. Then he slid into his father's arms.

Twenty-four years older now. However, this was the first time he felt a warm embrace of a father. It felt like a dream, but all of this really happened.

"It's not a dream, is it, Dad? Is this really Dad? Fathan's father? Adin's Dad? Why is Dad coming? Where have you been all this time? Why did you say Dad was gone? Who is Adin hugging now? Do you know that Adin misses you so much?" cecar Adinda's.

Fathan remained voiceless, only tears represented him that he was deeply wounded. Dijusapnya princess back just wayangnya full of affection. Although he lost too much precious time with his son and wife, but at least he was grateful he could still feel the happiness of seeing his daughter okay.

Sister broke her embrace. He scanned the father's face, which looked swollen with tears. Adinda's hand raised, rubbed tears that still dripped on the cheek of the father who still looks handsome in his old age.

"I'm sorry, Daddy should have wiped your tears when you cried, not the other way around. However, I am very grateful that God is still kind enough to bring us together even though Dad is a little late" said Fathan. His net turned to look at the navel of his beloved wife.

Adinda slowly approached her mother's grave. He crouched down facing the still-wet and flower-filled tomb. Then he chanted dhikr and prayer. I wish my mother had the best place by her side.

"Assalamualaikum Mother. Sorry, Adin just arrived. Mother, it turns out that father is still alive mother. I'm here with Adin now, Bun. Adin still has a father" said Adinda. Adinda smiled and turned towards Fathan who was crouching beside her.

"May...." It is simply not the power of Adinda to continue every set of characters she wishes to speak.

Fathan took Adinda in his arms. He wiped that frail back with the same tears. He promised to give happiness to his daughter.

"Dear, don't cry anymore. Mother is calm in nature there. Forgive Daddy Darling. It's not my intention to ignore your whereabouts" Fathan said.

"Adin understands Well, but Adin also needs an explanation from Dad," said Adinda. He broke his embrace. There were tears still dripping down her cheeks.

Long enough they drown in tears of happiness. Now they leave the funeral. Adinda is happy she is no longer alone. Even if he really can't be with Devin, Adinda knows where to lean.

"We stopped by the restaurant first, baby, it's lunch time" asked Fathan. Both are now on their way home.

"Yes Dad. Adin also wants to know about Dad. Adin was confused, every time Adin asked the mother, the mother always said Dad was dead, while the condition of Dad was fresh fit. Or maybe Adin's child is out of wedlock, continue to doubt the mother. Be the mother to go and tell me that Dad is dead" Adinda said excitedly.

"Hust, what are you talking about. Is this handsome father's face criminal? Father is not a bej*t like that and for sure, you are the son of Father and mother in a legitimate and lawful bond, both legally and religiously," explained Fathan. He did not think, his daughter could have such an assumption.

"Sorry Dad." Adinda showed off her neatly lined rows of teeth.

"Dad owes a lot of explanation to Adin" he continued.

"Therefore, we stopped by for a meal, after which Dad will tell you everything you want to know about Dad. Dad is also still kangen with you, especially your face is also very similar to the late mother," said Fathan. He glanced at his pouting daughter.

"So Daddy misses me because my face looks like my mother, is that it?" Adinda throbs pissed.

"It's not so dear, but because you're Dad's daughter" Fathan said, stopping his car in the restaurant's parking lot.

She smiled in response to the words of her father. She might be jealous of the woman who's been betting her life for her since the womb.

The younger brother joined hands with his father. Actually Adinda is not the type of person who is easily close to the opposite sex. Perhaps because of the inner bond between father and son, it makes them quickly adjust, even though this is their first meeting.

"O Lord, thank You for all the favors you have given me. I still can't believe that what's happening right now is real, everything feels like a dream."

"The dream I always dreamed of when I was a kid. When the other children carried by his father, taught cycling, spending holidays together, accompanied by every regular meeting of parents at school, he said, and there are many more moments of their childhood that I want to experience."

"Now I have a father. I'm really happy. Dear God, do not let this happiness pass and disappear, "the inner sister is hopeful.

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