
Yes, Rahadyan already knows why. Easily thought.
The woman knew she would be rejected.
Actually, Rahadyan had tried to find out about who was the Goddess Sukma in the past. But the information was also not much because he was just an ordinary person, from a family that was also mediocre.
The age of Sukma Dewi three years older than Rahadyan—it somewhat surprised Rahadyan in fact, but it makes sense because Rahadyan lovers of adult women (tante-tante) since long ago.
Then, when pregnant Kalista, it turns out that Sukma Dewi left his own family without being asked, because he felt he would also not be accepted.
She struggled to become a fine worker in a street-side newspaper, but a few years after the big Kalista, she eventually became a paid woman.
"Om why diem?" Kalista jolts Rahadyan from the daydream with a sharp question.
But Rahadyan was pensive to see Kalista's face.
Honestly, if Rahadyan thinks again, maybe he did not want to take responsibility. Because Rahadyan was a dilapidated man who loved freedom and wanted to explore the world on his own.
The reason Mama is often angry at Rahadyan is because Rahadyan often makes her angry first.
Where maybe Rahadyan used to want to marry a woman whose origin is not yet clear also she was pregnant with Rahadyan's child or someone else.
"Well, Papa knows." Rahadyan muttered as it is. "But maybe something your mama talked to you about?"
".... There's no." Calista answered as if he was thinking of something else. "I don't like to talk about something that doesn't exist."
There aren't. That must have been Rahadyan's past existence in Kalista's life.
"That's it, yeah." Rahadyan did not insist that this child had rejected him. "But ...."
Rahadyan stared at Kalista's face once again, now focused on looking at the food without touching it at all.
"But Papa is here now."
At least it's honest. That's something Rahadyan wanted to say even though he doubted Kalista would yell saying bodo very much.
"Papa in front of you." Rahadyan had the reckless capital alone, saying the phrase 'romantic' from the bottom of her heart. "Calista, Papa will—"
"I don't want to."
The boy looked very emotional as he muttered, stopping Rahadyan's words.
"But I don't want to" he repeated more clearly. "I don't want to call Papa. I don't want to accept Om as Papa."
Rahadyan had obviously expected this kind of rejection. So he did not panic too much, but carefully asked.
"Why?" Before he answered, Rahadyan continued the question. "Because Papa didn't nemenin you from the beginning? Because you don't think Papa ever existed?"
If that was the reason, Rahadyan already knew. So he wanted to try hard, even beyond trying hard to make Kalista love him.
Rahadyan's dream now was to hear her son actually say 'Papa' without coercion. Without lies or acting.
Rahadyan wanted to see her daughter laughing cheerfully in front of her and sincerely looked at Rahadyan as Papa.
Even if Rahadyan had to fight through the struggle of war heroes, he would.
For daughter.
Beloved daughter.
"You're angry with Papa? Are you disappointed in Papa? If you want to scream, Papa doesn't mind. That's precisely—"
"No." Calista cut it again.
But this time he looked at Rahadyan expressionlessly at all.
"No," said he coldly. "I'm not angry. Not disappointed either."
Lies. His eyes said he was angry and disappointed, although there were various emotions besides that as well.
"Kalista—"
"I just don't want to." Kalista put the equipment and then moved. "I told you the same Om. I don't care who Om. I'm just here to make morotin money. Not more."
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