Light Of My Life (Light of My Life)
Who's Dad?

In the car to the way home, the atmosphere felt very quiet and gripping. Mr. Driver also felt surprised, earlier when he drove his Master and also his future Miss Young did not happen what happened. Everything feels fine.

However, when the Master calls and wants to be picked up sooner than the specified time. The driver was astonished.

Anista was confused as to how now. Remembering the attitude of Yudha. She did not say much, only occasionally answering Nina's questions.

"He is my son"

Deg

Yudha was silent, the world seemed to stop spinning. Is it true what he said? Yudha knew Anista had never been married. Then why would he have a child?

"I won't ask for your explanation right now. I appreciate your mother, I'll wait for all your explanations later"

That was what Yudha said that made Anista agitated now. When the car they were riding in arrived at the yard of this luxurious house.

Anista's head immediately pulsed, confused to explain where to Yudha. While Anista did not want to remember anything more about the presence of Evan in his womb 4 years ago.

Yudha pulled Anista's hand towards her room. He wanted a safe place to hear the explanation from his woman. Don't want to be bothered by the waitresses in this house.

Yudha sat on the sofa, looking at Anista who was standing nervously in front of her. Even Yudha did not tell Anista to sit down, she was already disappointed because she felt lied to and fooled by Anista. The innocent girl he thought would not let him down.

Yudha recalled the message that appeared on her phone a few days ago. However, he ignored her because Yudha strongly believed in her girl. Didn't expect that Anista would lie to him like this.

Your lover is a bad woman, she has a child whose father is not clear. Maybe he's a ja*lang.

Yudha even had a laugh reading the message that went into his phone. He assumes if it's just a prankster or his business rival who wants to take him down.

I wouldn't believe anything if I didn't see it with my own eyes. But, now I can't possibly not believe it. When I heard the facts myself from the mouth of the woman I loved so much.

Yudha leaned her body on the back of the sofa with her chest closed, staring intently at Anista. The gaze was filled with disappointment and Anista quite understood that.

Mas Yudha must have felt lied to by me. He must be very disappointed with all this. Then, what should I do.

"Who's Dad?" Yudha asked coldly and flatly.

There was no more smile on his face, only a flat and cold face. The same expression as the first time Anista came to this house.

Anista shook her head with a trembling body, really at this moment she did not want to remember it anymore.

Yudha smiled cynically "Hah.. You don't even know who his father is. How many fucked you until you didn't know who the father of your illegitimate son was"

Deg

Anista felt her world collapse instantly, her chest so claustrophobic. Never would have thought that the man she loved would say such a dirty word to her.

Yudha stood up and walked over to Anista who was still standing looking at "Enough you pretended to be a pathetic innocent girl. If in reality you're not that stupid. You're no better than a call woman"

Plakkkp...

A loud slap landed on Yudha's right cheek. "Listen, sir, I'm not that cool. What right do you judge me? You don't know what I've been through all this time" cried Anista with tears streaming down

Yudha clasped Anista's shoulder and turned it over until Anista was cornered on a small table with a small drawer underneath.

"How dare you slap me? Then if you're not a call woman then who's the boy's father?" Yudha cried out in frustration

Anista's hand opened the small drawer behind her. Groping the palpable hoping that there was something he could wear to escape from Yudha.

His hand felt a small box inside. He took it and threw it at Yudha. However, dear Yudha had dodged so throw Anista missed and did not hit it.

The box fell on the floor already open revealing an expensive clock that was inside. Yudha and Anista stared at the watch.

Knock the watch... No. This is impossible... Oh God what really happened.. No. gabe...

Anista immediately ran over and hit Yudha's shoulder who was still standing looking at the watch box lying on the floor.

Anista cried as he pleased, running out of this house aimlessly. His body shook, his chest was so tight. His life seemed to be shattered like that.

No this is impossible...

...🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝...

Bima had just finished everything, she already knew who that woman was. With Hasna's companion, Bima sought out the owner of the Laundry which was once because Laundry had moved owners.

"Does Mom still remember me? I delivered my mother's staff that night. It happened 4 years ago" Hasna said

The middle-aged mother looked thoughtful and stared intensely at Hasna "Oh yes I remember her. Did you ever see Anista again?"

Deg

Bima fell silent, was really what he suspected all this time. Is it true what Bima thought after hearing Anista's speech while in the park at that time.

The trauma? 4 Years ago?

Since hearing that sentence, Bima had thought that Anistalah was the one in her car all this time. However, Bima tried to deny that thought.

"Anista? What's her name Anista?" Ask Bima

*the mother nodded "Yes, she's a girl from the village who works here to help her family's economy"

"Unfortunately, bad luck happened to him. After that night, Anista immediately left for her village and no longer returned here and I did not hear from her again" explained the mother*

So all this time the person he was looking for had been very close to him and Yudha. Bima wants to arrive soon and tell this reality to her Master.

Hasna glanced at the handsome and cold man who was driving beside her. He raped the girl. Why is he looking for her now?

"Master" call Hasna slow

"Hmm" Bima replied without turning her straight gaze to the street in front of her.

"Why is the new Master now looking for the girl that Mr perko*sa has? Do you want no responsibility on him" Hasna said

Bima immediately glared sharply at Hasna "If you don't know what, shut up"

Ish's.. I would know. The proof is that he asked me because I testified. I reported just knowing how you felt.

Seriate

Honestly, I also write this part. How difficult life Anista so far.