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"Della...!!" Genna exclaimed, as well as being surprised to see the birthday cake she had painstakingly made for her husband fall to the floor.
"Ma, sorry. I accidentally !" Said Della who was also surprised, he accidentally nudged a box on the pantry table that he did not know if inside was a birthday cake.
Yes, Genna put a birthday cake for Candra in a box and would store it in the refrigerator after she had decorated it earlier. Before she does, Genna goes to pick up her phone at the living room table which just keeps ringing.
Genna stepped quickly towards the already broken and messy cake. Trouble making it all day, keep failing but Genna doesn't give up and keeps trying again and again.
"Ma. I'm sorry I don't know"
"You don't know the Dell !!" Genna looked up, looked at Della and snapped at her.
"I-I was gonna grab a drink earlier but accidentally-"
"I'm trying hard to make it, tired of not knowing !!" The jolt again. Genna really felt sad when the cake that he made all day was ready and ready to use later at night right when Candra knew but it was even destroyed and damaged.
"Ma.-"
"You are why ! I see from yesterday-your rich don't like me, why Dell ?"
"Ma, I-I"
"Why ? you don't like me for a second with your papa, but I'm Dell's wife !" And this time, Genna really can't hold it anymore. He vented firsthand what his conjecture these few days was to Della.
In recent days, Della has looked different. Indirectly he showed his attitude and jealousy towards Genna. Not that he's jealous of love, but more about Candra's affection and concern for Genna. Della felt, Candra had moved away from her, more considerate and very affectionate towards Genna. Yeah, he's just scared if his papa Candra is gonna actually throw him away.
"Ma, I'm begging-"
"The one who doesn't like it here is me !" Sargah Genna cuts off Della's speech. He stood up and looked at Della sharply.
"You who ! not the biological child of papa you're a pretentious do not like me deket-deket same husband my own !" And that girl, really couldn't hold back her emotions anymore.
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"Sin...!!"
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And instantly, a voice that sounded so loud and shrill screamed out Genna's snarl.
Genna gasped in surprise, she turned to the source of the voice and it turned out that the husband was there.
"Pope.." Mumbled Della Iirih.
While Candra, the man with anger and his hardened jaw took a long step toward the wife. His gaze was sharp, smoldering red as if it was going to swallow anyone alive before him.
"O-om.." Genna muttered as the man was already standing in front of her.
"It's not worth saying something like this Gen !" And his words sounded colder than in winter.
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Silence took over.
Genna fell silent, choked unable to let out even a hint of her voice. His gaze was so deep staring at the husband who was also staring at him but filled with anger. And not felt, the crystal-clear water circles have escaped from the eye fertilizer just like that.
Genna fell, falling deeply into a deep abyss. Genna was sick, heartbroken when words as sharp as arrows were spoken by Candra for her. His chest instantly felt extremely tight, it was difficult for him to breathe properly.
Genna tried to catch her breath, looked down and decided her gaze from the husband. The girl was closed for a moment, enduring the throbbing pain from Candra's piercing words.
"Della's my son, so don't meddle anything about him !" Candra pressed her voice even louder, then decided her gaze from Genna, she walked towards Della who was not far from her and took her daughter away.
While Genna, she was still speechless. Her limbs were squeezing like they were boneless. He fell down sitting crammed on the floor staring at the already irregular birthday cake. He was crying, but he didn't speak. Her tears kept flooding her cheeks. Genna took a deep breath, trying to ease the pain that had hurt her.
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"Darling..." Candra took Della away. She looked at her daughter while clasping her two hands.
"You don't have to be horrified and enter the heart of Genna's talk, it's all not true" Candra said to her daughter.
"Pa, but Della..-"
"Della, Della's the son of papa, papa's favorite child, Della can't think of that no.." Candra wanted to calm her down, hoping that Della would not think about what Genna had said to her earlier.
"Pa..." Della looked at Candra. He wanted to explain something but he was scared.
"Udah, Della don't have to think about anything.."
"Pa, but this is all Della's fault.." Sargah Della trembled as she held back tears.
"Della accidentally made Genna's mom angry, Della has destroyed the birthday cake made by mom for papa" explained Della.
"And so. and about that, actually.. Della knows pa.." Lirih Della, then lowered her head.
"You mean Dell..??" Candra doesn't understand.
"Della's... Dell-Della.." Della restrained.
"Why Dell..?"
"Della's known for a long time that Della wasn't papa's biological child"
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"Yes...!! Genna... !!"
Candra was confused, looking to and fro but did not find her wife.
"Gen you go where Gen.."
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