
Dimas hugged Gita's body from behind. The man landed his chin on the wife's shoulder.
" Where are we today?" ask Gita.
" I want you to meet someone" Dimas replied.
Gita releases Dimas' hand which is coiled in her stomach. The woman turned and immediately coiled her hands around her husband's neck.
" who? A lady? or men?" gita asked while looking into Dimas' eyes.
" I want you to meet your real father" Dimas said.
She wants to know how Gita reacts when she hears about her biological father.
" You must be joking" said Gita, laughing softly.
" What if I'm not kidding?"
The smile on Gita's lips instantly disappeared. The woman looked into Dimas' eyes. As if looking for an answer from those eyes.
For a long time he was silent and seemed to be looking for an answer to the words of Dimas who looked very serious.
" Take me to meet him if he's still alive" Gita said.
" Do you want to meet her?" ask Dimas again.
Gita releases her hand that is coiled around Dimas' neck.
" yes. I wonder what the face of a man who was not expecting me is like" said Gita.
Then he went out from in front of Dimas and went into the bathroom.
Dimas just stared at the wife who had now entered the bathroom.
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" Get him, Honey," Wilda told Ardo.
" I don't have the courage to show my face in front of her, honey," said Ardo as he continued to stare out the window.
" He never knows what your face looks like. Only you know his face. At least you want to see it even from afar" said Wilda as she approached the back of her husband who was turning his back.
Ardo did not answer. He seemed to be thinking hard and gathered his courage to meet the princess who did not know his presence.
" Are you sure he never knew who his real father was?" ask Ardo.
Wilda approached Ardo and he flipped his body to face him.
" He never even knew if his real father was alive" Wilda said, looking into Ardo's eyes.
Ardo looked into Wilda's eyes and fell silent.
" All right," said Ardo.
Wilda smiled and kissed her husband's lips.
" get ready. We'll have dinner together outside" Wilda said.
Then they get ready for a dinner that Dimas and Wilda had planned for a long time.
After finishing preparing, Wilda and Ardo immediately walked out of his room. They walked towards the car park that had been prepared by the driver.
On the way to the planned restaurant. Wilda looked towards Ardo who was busy with his phone.
Then he also took out his cell phone that was inside the bag. The middle-aged woman wrote a short message to Dimas.
"We're on our way." Wilda. Then he put his phone back in the bag.
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Dimas receives a message from Wilda, and he leaves for a planned restaurant.
"Where are we going to dinner?" ask Gita.
"You'll know for yourself when we get there" said Dimas.
"Are we just having dinner together? ask Gita.
"There are two more people who will join us for dinner" Dimas said, focusing on the wheel.
"What is that man and his wife?" guess Gita.
Dimas did not answer. He just keeps focusing on his drive.
Then Gita looked out the window. "What am I going to talk to that guy about. If you meet him," the inner Gita is upset.
It is a famous restaurant in Paris, not only for its luxurious buildings but also for its great food. And the view is very beautiful with the view of the Eiffel Tower.
Gita spread her gaze in all directions in the restaurant, her smile flashing as she looked at the beautiful Eiffel Tower before her with flickering lights glittering there.
"It's so beautiful" said Gita.
Dimas shrugs his wife's shoulder.
"You're going to love the food, too" Dimas said.
Then they entered the restaurant, Dimas took Gita up to the second floor of the restaurant.
He had already booked a table there because the view from above was no less beautiful.
"The views from here are also very beautiful" said Gita.
The woman looked towards the Eiffel Tower from above the 2nd floor which could also see the atmosphere below the restaurant.
Dimas then took Gita to a chair he had booked. A weters approached them with a menu book in their hands.
"Please .. It's the menu of our restaurant," said the weters politely.
Gita opened the menu book.
"What is the food recommendation menu here?" ask Gita.
"Just give 4 best-seller food menus in this restaurant, along with his drinks," said Dimas before the weters answered a question from Gita.
" good, Sir. Is there anything else you want in the pesa?" ask her again.
" I also asked for the most favorite dessert here. That's all, thank you" said Gita.
Then the weters left after receiving orders from Dimas and Gita.
Gita was curious, who would eat with her in that fancy restaurant.
Dimas clasped Gita's hand and kissed the back of his hand.
"Are you ready to meet him?" ask Dimas.
Gita was silent and downcast. Dimas lifted Gita's chin to look at him.
"He never knew that he had a daughter, he was so happy after hearing the news that he had a daughter. But she didn't have the courage to meet her daughter" Dimas said.
"really? how do you know?" gita Sahut.
"I've been planning this for a long time with his wife, Aunty Wilda," Dimas said.
Then Gita recalled some messages she had read on her husband's phone, whose name was initialed w.
'So w it's Aunty Wilda?' inner Gita.
"Will he reject me if he meets me?" ask Gita.
" no. He will never reject you because he deeply regrets what he made. He regretted for abandoning his own daughter. Even he doesn't know his presence" said Dimas.
Then a middle-aged woman approached Dimas and Anggita's table.
The woman was holding a middle-aged man who still looked handsome and handsome at his age who was no longer young.
"Are we late?" ask Wilda.
Dimas and Gita turned to the origin of the voice. "No, Aunty. We have also just arrived" replied Dimas.
Ardo glued while staring at Gita. 'This is my daughter!' inner Ardo.
And vice versa, Gita stared at the middle-aged man.
'Is he my real father?' inner Gita.
They stared at each other without any words coming out.
"Please sit. Aunty, Uncle," said Dimas who made Gita and Ardo aware of his daydream.
Gita smiled stiffly at Wilda and Ardo. Ardo and Wilda sat in a chair facing Dimas and Anggita.
"Have you ordered food?" ask Wilda.
"Already Aunty, we have ordered the recommended food in this restaurant," replied Dimas.
Wilda stared at the Gita and Ardo who were still looking at each other without anyone daring to make a sound.
"Are you really an Angita?" ask Wilda in a soft voice.
"Yes, Aunty. I'm Anggita" said Gita smiling.
"Did you know he was your real father?" ask Wilda who made Ardo look sharply at him.