Nandithas
STILL TRAUMATIZED?
Gunadh could only take a heavy breath, as all of Nandita's attention gushed at Mira, who looked so spoiled.
He was upset, but could do nothing.
If to be honest, he was also looking for his future wife, but now he can only look with jealousy at the interaction of the two.
Occasionally Nandita steals a glance at him, giving a sweet smile that actually makes Gunadh urinate.
The atmosphere of Nandita's house feels lonely because Darma's father has just received a phone call from an employee at the farm. So the middle-aged man had to leave his future son-in-law alone in the middle room.
"I'm sorry, son Gunadh, I have to go to the farm first. There's a shipment of seedlings, which I need to check in a minute." His exit after accompanying Gunadh chatted for a while in the living room.
"Yes Well ... Do I need any help? Let me go to the cage "
"Not necessarily ... You must be tired, better rest at home. Not long ago, at least two hours have returned home again."
"That's it, all right. Be careful, Dad" he said.
After the departure of Darma's father, Mommy Santi who had been sitting next to the husband, also left him because he had to continue his work that had been delayed.
Be in the house that there is only herself, with Nandita and Mira busy in the tv room.
Just as he wanted to get close to his two favorite women, the ringing of his cell phone stopped his intention.
Gunadh breathed in, and again kept the flat object in his pants pocket, with no intention of receiving a call he believed had anything to do with Safira's news. Gunadh believes it must be the people who intend to find Namira.
He paused his intention of approaching towards the tv room. The man chose to land his body on the couch. Suddenly, the dizziness returned to his head.
Why else would his ex-wife interfere with the lives of him and the princess? Wasn't all the trouble that woman presented them?
He again clucked annoyed, when again his phone vibrated. This time a message came in from the same number.
💌 : "Good afternoon Mr. Gunadh, sorry to bother you. We only intend to convey a message from Ms. Safira who is currently undergoing intensive care post-surgery. He hopes you are willing to meet his daughter named Namira Arjava. I also personally ask you to be willing to fulfill the request, which is likely his last request. Thanks."
The message surprised Gunadh, who had never heard from his ex-wife.
He went out, to the terrace of Nandita's house.
With a slight thump, he dialed the number that he had ignored a while ago.
"Hello good day,"
His greeting when the call was received by the party across.
He talked to someone who claimed to be Safira's nurse at one of the hospitals.
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On the other hand, Namira who had just met Nandita for the first time, after almost a year of not seeing each other, forgot his Daddy.
As soon as she saw Nandita in front of the gate, the young girl immediately ran and hugged the future mother tightly. Even his hand never slipped from Nandita's arm, following her wherever she went.
Asking a lot of things to the future mother continued, expressing gratitude and apology for all the mistakes he had made.
"Thank you onty ... Mira I'm very much the same onty." His words were met with a gentle smile by Nandita.
His disappointment, which was once lost, has now reappeared.
Nandita was even overwhelmed by answering all the questions the young girl asked.
"Oh yeah, onty has something for you, wait a minute here yeah ... Onty get it first." Nandita said, after they told me a lot about the city of Istanbul.
Namira nodded, letting the woman he missed pass to his room.
After Nandita disappeared, then the young girl remembered the existence of his Daddy.
He turned his head to look for the figure he had forgotten.
"Where's Daddy?" He said, who certainly did not get an answer from anyone.
Feeling that he did not see the figure he was looking for, Namira went out to look for him.
The girl's body froze in the doorway, as her ears clearly heard Gunadh's chat with Arya the assistant, over the phone.
"You take care of all Safira's needs, make sure she gets the best treatment at the hospital." Gunadh said, with an expressionless flat face.
"To this day you focus on hospital affairs alone, our office problems will be resolved tomorrow."
After a while Gunadh communicated with his assistant, he disconnected the phone and intended to return home.
To her surprise, Namira stood in the doorway, staring at her with an indecipherable look.
"Why is Daddy still in touch with that woman?" He asked as Gunadh tried to grab his tiny body.
He brushed off the Daddy's hand, resisting the man's touch.
"Mira, you misunderstood. Daddy obviously used to be the same you yeah ... Right now mommy you ...."
"He's not my mommy! Mommy I'm dead. I don't have a mommy!" Shouted Mira surprising Gunadh.
"Mira ...."
"No Dad ... I don't want to repeat the same mistake. Please, don't get in touch with that woman. He'll destroy us, he'll separate me just like Dita onty again ... I don't want Dad ...."
Namira crying. The girl looked depressed at this moment.
"Onty Dita, I don't want him to go anymore." He muttered and left Gunadh, stepping hurriedly into the woman's room."
Gunadh was glued for a while. He had not expected to get such a reaction from Namira.
"Is the child's trauma not one hundred percent gone yet?"
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