Nandithas
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Ringing his phone on his desk, distracting Gunadh from the file he was checking.

"Hello," said.

"Hello Gunadh, do you know yet that Nandita will soon be engaged with her adoptive parents there?" Without further ado Satya flocked Gunadh with a question that almost made the thirty-six-year-old widower stop breathing.

"Don't joke you Satya!" Gunadh shouted, standing straight from his soft seat.

"No believe? I'll send you pictures soon." There was Satya's busy pushing her phone.

While making a call, Satya sent a photo that he received from a foreign number that he just found out was from Nandita's prospective fiancee.

Gunadh immediately opened the message Satya sent.

Photographs of Nandita with a handsome man, with a sideburn adorning his face plastered on Gunadh's flat screen.

The man's heart rumbled. Pain and anger converge almost paralyzing his logic.

The hugged Nandita, the fingers of their clutched hands, the big smile of the man, as if mocking and addressing the loser.

"How's it?" The voice from across, restored the poor man's consciousness.

"How's what?" Gunadh who was still in a daze did not understand the intention of Satya's words.

"Ck, picture ... What do you think? Does Nandita fit in with that guy? He is younger than Nandita. Well, I hope it suits you," Satya heated up.

"Whatchu mean? Am I too old to be fit for Dita? Are you now supporting that man you don't know yet to be his companion?" Gunadh's voice full of emotion made Satya chuckle.

"You still want to be with my sister? Kirain doesn't care" Satya said. Gunadh has never fought to regain Nandita.

Gunadh breathed heavily.

"You know what I mean by myself, Satya. I just wanted to give him time to calm down and think clearly. I've hurt her so deeply, I just want her to treat her heartache." Gunadh gave an excuse.

"Heh coward. I should not have supported your relationship from the beginning "Ejek Satya who was anxious with Gunadh's attitude.

"Rightly what Candra said, Nandita deserves a better man than a man like you. You realize you've made him hurt, why not try to treat him? And instead let him fight himself to recover ...!"

"That's not what I mean! I'm just giving him time to be at peace with everything that's happened ...."

"So she can also make peace with her feelings for you and open her heart to others?" Cut Satya silenced Gunadh.

"Too long Gunadh. It's like you're ignoring it. Letting him alone in the land of men, without certainty is not the solution to your problems. You should keep looking for him, give him attention and be remorseful for what has happened between you." Satya felt disappointed at the man opposite whom she was currently talking to.

To Satya, Nandita was like her sister. He wanted the girl to get the best of her life. Feel the happiness of being with the person he really loves, and vice versa who really loves him.

"I just want to say that. Actually, it doesn't matter to me who you're with, just to give her happiness." Say Satya before closing the call.

The phone call ended. Satya has done his duty, after this let Gunadh himself carry his love destiny where.

Gunadh's feelings are uncertain. Back he stared at the row of photos Satya sent a moment ago.

Was he too sure that Nandita would be faithful?

Did he take too long to give the girl time to heal the wound?

His hesitation to get closer, it turns out to be increasingly putting a strain on their relationship.

"Daddy why?" Namira asked who saw the unrest on Gunadh's face.

Gunadh turned his head and refocused on the food in front of him.

He is still confused, must tell the truth or cover up the problems he is facing.

"Look," he finally decides to tell Namira, what makes him uneasy.

"This is ... Onty Dita Dad ...." Namira stared alternately between her phone and daddy's face.

Gunadh.

"This is your boyfriend, Dad,?" Ask the girl again with an indecipherable look.

Gunadh shrugged both of his shoulders

"Come," he said.

Namira returns her daddy's cell phone. The girl's mind wandered in no direction

The dining table was silent.

Only occasionally the clink of a spoon that collides with a ceramic plate, a marker on the table there is still activity.

"Dad, why didn't Daddy just take onty to get there?" Namira gave the idea after being silent for a while.

"If he's there with another guy, how about a wedding brand?" The girl explained what she had in mind.

Gunadh stopped its activities. Staring at the princess with a full glare.

"Are you sure you can accept onty Dita as a connecting mother for you?" Gunadh made sure of his daughter. Because he did not want to go back wrong.

Namira nodded.

"I'm sorry that you split up, but now I'm sure I want onty Dita to be my daddy." Sahut Namira must be.

Gunadh's anxiety evaporated slowly. He can now cultivate hope, chasing back the girl who has been disturbing his peace.

'No I will let you belong to someone else dear, Nandita Mentari will only belong to Gunadhyia Arjava.' Gunadh cried in his heart.