Love hindered friendship
Atar Recognition

The atmosphere was silent again for a moment until Gio melted the atmosphere by giving ambiguous conditions for Atar.

"Alright, I'll forgive Atar but... " Gio hung up his sentence his net looked seriously at everyone.

"As we all know me, Jho, Azka and Atar really like you now Jani. At first we want to compete sportively to be able to attract and have your heart but because this problem is all so chaotic" continued Gio.

All just flinching without anyone opening a sound in the slightest except Gio himself.

"From that, as you asked, Jani. I'll forgive Atar and we'll be friends like we used to be but..." Gio hung up his sentence again which of course made everyone curious.

"But to keep all hearts so that no one is hurt then none of us can marry you Jani" continued Gio who immediately got a protest from Atar.

"But Gio, I want to make amends to Jani and Shabira, I want to be there for them, I want to be a good father to Shabira, if that's your requirement then how can I make amends?" atar asked while protesting because he objected to the conditions put forward by Gio.

"I've loved Jani since I was in Junior High and I'm not willing because Shabira even Atar who has Jani when I have sacrificed to continue to harbor this feeling just for the sake of our friendship, but now easily Atar wants to have Jani on the grounds of Shabira" Gio's mind is not willing.

"Yes whatever, if you want to be forgiven follow the conditions.But even so you can still be a good father to Shabira, you can support him, give your attention and affection to him, he said, if Shabira needs you at a certain time you can take your time for her all that can be done even if you do not marry Jani" Gio said.

"I agree with Gio, if you want us to forgive you then fulfill the terms no one should marry Jani from us, we will only be friends forever from there my heart can be willing even if my love is rejected by Jani" added Jho to strengthen Gio's desire.

Azka preferred to be quiet and not to comment even though she actually agreed more to the terms than to have to side with Atar, Azka argued that because she felt guilty that all these problems were caused by the illegal drinks she brought if she did not bring the drinks to the villa, Atar might not continue to be cornered as he is today.

While Jani also did not comment, his heart was too messed up at the time he could not think of anything unless he just wanted to make Shabira happy, about the decisions of his friends regarding their problems Jani prefers the final decision from them, whatever it may be he will try to accept it because he himself does not want to demand anything from Atar.

After much discussion finally has been determined one decision on their problems that Atar will provide for his life Shabira like a father to his son, he will send Shabira as high as possible and will be a good father to Shabira but without having to marry Jani it is all done to keep everyone's heart.

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The fog that has been covering my heart for a few days is slowly fading and it is all due to the interference of Shabira. Never before had I imagined at my 28th year I would have a daughter who is now 9 years old.

It is conceivable how young I was at that time, when Shabira was born into this world but, all this I regret very much because when the woman who was risking her life and death to give birth to my flesh and blood, I'm not even next to him.

From that I was determined to make amends for all my mistakes and lost time for them. Although I can't marry Jani but because of this guilt I also have no desire to marry another woman. I don't know what I'm going to do next because all this is not in accordance with my wishes so this makes me not eager to live it.

All my problems with Jani and my three best friends have been solved only me and Sabira, I have to tell him immediately that I am his real father. This afternoon I was planning to meet Shabira because I was going to talk about everything.

I'm looking for Shabira because usually at this hour she likes to play with Jidan. But after I searched everywhere I couldn't find him, I decided to go to the parlor, maybe he was there.

Not until the waiting turned out I even met on the road with him I also approached him.

"Shabira! Wait!" my yelling.

The little girl stopped her steps and turned to look at me.

"Shabira, Om wants to talk to you can you take your time for Om"

Shabira nodded, and we finally went to find a place to talk comfortably. After finding a suitable place to talk, we sat down.

The atmosphere became silent for a moment because Shabira kept quiet and I had not yet started our conversation, I was confused where to talk from but in the end I started talking so we wouldn't keep quiet.

"eeeeee...Shabira's... "

"Yes, What?"

"How is your school, is everything good and okay?" my many.

"It's all good and all right"

"Jidan where, your tumben is not the same Jidan?"

"I didn't know I was going alone"

I am still confused to start a conversation from where I can finally just convoluted without being able to talk to the core of the problem I want to convey. For a long time it seemed that Shabira was getting saturated she looked at me with a frowning face.

"Actually Om want to talk what the hell, why from just muter-muter only?" shabira asked, looking upset.

"Yes, yes, Om is sorry so can Om ask you something?"

"Yes already asked" he said a little tatus.

"Have you been living happily in this situation, you mean living without a father?"

"Which son wants to live like this, I think everyone wants a full family" Shabira replied with a flat face.

"Om sorry if it makes you sad" I said solemnly.

"Do you want to meet your real father?" ask me without further ado.

Shabira immediately looked at me without saying anything, I repeated my question.

"Do you want to meet your real father?"

This time Shabira nodded her head with a flat look.

"Om can grant your wish." I hung up my sentence because I wanted to see Shabira's reaction which still looks flat.

I looked down and said, "Actually your real father is Om, Om Atar is your real father"

I looked at Shabira who was still looking at me. It's beyond my expectations, I think Shabira will be shocked, shocked or whatever but that little girl just showed a flat face.

"Aren't you shocked, shocked or something hearing this?" many wonder.

"No, I already knew that Om Atar was my real father" Shabira replied.

"When do you know that? If you already know why you're quiet, don't ask Om about this?"

"What am I asking about this to someone who doesn't recognize me as his son"

"Unlike that Shabira, Om did not want to admit you as a child Om but Om did not know that Om had a daughter as beautiful as you mother you did not tell this to Om" I said as I stared at my daughter's netra and gently stroked both of Shabira's cheeks.

"Then ?" ask Shabira.

I stared at my little princess with sadness, holding both hands.

"Because you already know that this Om is your real father so will you now call Om Dad?" ask me while smiling.

Suddenly the smile was framed at the corner of my daughter's lips, how happy I was when she nodded with a smile.

"Then try to call Om by calling Dad, Om wants to hear it"

"Dad" Shabira said with a smile.

"Didn't Om hear, try to say it again" I said pretending not to hear because I wanted to hear it again, Shabira called me father.

"Dad"

"What! Your voice is less loud Om didn't hear it"

"Dad I miss daddy" Shabira shouted.

My crying started to melt in my net, I hugged my daughter and said.

"Dad misses you too Shabira, forgive me for just meeting you now, dear father Shabira"

"It's okay dad I understand ko, I love you too"

I let go of my embrace and looked at my two daughters who were so similar to her mother.

"Dear, thank you" I said as I stroked my daughter's cheek gently.

"Thank you for what?"

"Thank you for growing up to be a good, smart, beautiful and strong father's daughter even though you haven't been around"

Shabira then nodded with a smile. We ended up chatting at length until I forgot the time when I realized that the day began in the afternoon I ended the conversation and told Shabira to go home. I sent him home until he came home but before we stopped by first in the market we passed, I bought him a lot of food as he wanted after that then we went home.

"Dad go home first yes, you go straight into the house do not play anywhere else" I said while stroking Shabira's hair.

"Good dad. Didn't you stop by first?"

"Other times yes, I still have other business"

"Well then, be careful in your father's path"

"Because, I'll be careful, now I go home first"

Shabira then nodded, she went straight into the house while I returned to the villa.

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