Love Choices Mas Duda
Danu's Regret

Last night in the city, almost a month was at home fighting the disease lodged in his senses. His body was a little thinner as vomiting flushed out toxins and the body's detox caused his paler skin there to be a slight pimple on his face.

Meeting with his biological father and Doctor Indri who was very close to him, two bodyguards who were loyal to guard the house were already familiar.

The feeling left behind about her parents, the memory of Nurma made it difficult to sleep all night hiding the brilliance in front of the surrounding people.

Doctor Indei helped her compile her suitcase, shower clean, stare around the room full of memories with a deep breath.

"Afrinda, Uncle once dreamed that if my daughter was alive it would have been as big as you. Her eyes are exactly like yours, her nose, must be as pretty as yours."

"If you're cured, uncle will introduce you to uncle's wife. Surely he was very happy to see something similar to our daughter when she was a baby, uncle still keep the baby photos*."

Danu showed her the old still-groomed photo, Afrinda feeling her own face. The baby, who hasn't even turned a year old in the photo, looks like him.

As he sat waiting in the room, Danu's knock from outside called him to eat Danu's own dishes. Once the two cooked together while joking, Danu actually spent time for her.

Afrinda stepped into the yard looking at the garden by the hand of herself and Dad Danu, will this flower bloom after they no longer take care of it? Who will take care of this flower? Touching gently the surface of the flower pot, he again believes how Danu taught him how to plant out of nowhere, both make mistakes that almost damage the ground, Danu taught him how to plant from nowhere, thanks to the help of Google the flower has grown to this day.

"Dad," he murmured as he rubbed his tears.

What if his father doesn't see him in town again? What if her mother still refuses to admit it?

He wants to fight to be recognized by his family, but a less than appropriate situation forces him to go and relinquish his return to the capital with Gharda.

"Honey," call Gharda to surprise her. Looking behind his girlfriend walked up to him.

Afrinda smiled as hard as she could.

"Are you not ready?"

"No, Ghar. I only remember memories in this house."

"Your father?"

"Yes, did he at least take the time to drive me to the airport. I still want to see my father's face" he said expectantly.

"Tiffany must have got in the way."

"Not knowing either. From the way you say Tiffany's name, you have a grudge against her, but I offered to do something to her, you forbid me."

"Ghar, there's still more to it than Tiffany, wasting your time. I'm just sad, it should be without Tiffany's incitement, my mother and father should listen more to her heart. If they were more sensitive, Tiffany's incitement could not be comparable to what they felt in their hearts."

Gharda is very understanding of the breastplate created by Afrinda to suppress her feelings whatever she is always beside her lover, embracing Afrinda invites her to immediately prepare the car is parked.

Doctor Indri did not come, returned to work at his clinic. Hugging a photo breakup for a while advises staying focused on her recovery health.

With strict escorts boarding a pre-prepared buisiness class, Gharda did not have a private plane, but Alfonso's relationship made it easy to find a special aircraft borrowed.

The two bodyguards helped to raise the goods, Gharda's slow steps leading up the flight stairs.

"Eh-" As someone called out to him, glancing across the runway field, only empty space was visible. "Nobody," he murmured disappointed.

"Goodbye father" he murmured in his heart as the door of the plane closed shut.

"Africa!" exclaiming Danu ran in the middle of a deserted runway looking up at the sky of the plane carrying her daughter. Dropped languidly in tears, regretting his unequivocal actions holding his daughter by his side.

why is he the stupid Danu? Why would he want to be pressured by his wife, this is not him, this is wrong. He should have been wiser to make a decision, he should have asked to be given a little more time to control his wife and Tiffany, not just resigned to let his daughter go.

Why be such a coward, ahhhkkk!!!

Unknowingly his hand hit his own head many times lamenting his regret, until the hand of a young man prevented his hand from helping him stand up.

"Let's go home, om" the young man whispered to her.

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