Not my Son's Dad
Bab.01(Pregnant)

"Aaaarrgh. Yeeee!"

The cheer of a girl makes two people who are busy with their activities each surprised by surprise, a cheerful and beautiful girl with long hair curls that are tossed udders when she prances prancing.

"Mom.. look at this, I got accepted to columbia university!" he said by showing the ipad to the mother who was cutting the fruit.

Proof of graduation from prestigious universities abroad was clearly visible on the 14-inch screen, the two black eyeballs were sparkling with thin lips that did not stop curved wide.

"Gee ... You graduated son? Mama's son is great!" Sshut the mother who was holding an ipad then walked towards her husband. "rs ... Look at this, our daughter!?"

The girl hugged the man sitting not far away, he was still busy with his phone but his head was seen nodding.

"Ma ... Look at this! Dara's great, right?" he said by showing the screen that was still lit in his mother's hand.

"Yes ... Great Dara! Dara Papa's greatest son!" Said the man who was hugging her.

The happiness of the Baskoro family is matchless, has a smart and beautiful daughter, the girl is also kind and not arrogant. And of course their family pride.

Aldara Dwi Pratiwi's. Girls who have just graduated from high school and will continue their studies at the best University in New York United States, a University with a low acceptance rate due to competitive competition. Dara had to fight hard against students from other countries in order to be accepted at the prestigious University.

"When are you going, son?" Tanya Sophia, the biological mother who again cut Dara's favorite apples.

"Tomorrow. What day after tomorrow? We need to start finding a shelter. I don't want to be too noisy, nor do I want that many people can get in!" seloroh Dara's.

The girl had imagined how much fun it would be to live in one of the cities in the United States, attending school as well as being the solution to the big problem she was hiding from all those people.

"It can be set! Papa will contact Papa's friend who lives there to take care of it. You want where. Mahattan, Brooklyn, Williamsburg, or Bushwick?" Sahut Baskoro by mentioning one by one suitable area and most in search of almost all prospective students accepted there.

"The closest to the campus is Dong Pap!" knock mom.

While Dara just nodded resignedly to the idea of the mother, "The most important security is the main, right Mam?" abugn.

Baskoro and Sophia now embrace their only princess with pride, landing a kiss in a tubi-tubi tingle to her.

"Mrs ... Papa, I'm a big boy, not a kid anymore." Dara tried to let go of her second hug due to discomfort, then she moved on.

"Udah ah ... Scrupulous. I'm not going home anymore."

"You are this ... Yes we started packing!" said mother. Sophia.

Dara nodded, peeping at her mother's cheek. "I want to check if I can bring a lot of stuff tomorrow with one suitcase or more" he said again by walking towards the luggage storage.

While the mother chuckles happily and walks towards Dara's room to help pack her belongings.

"Let Mama help!"

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"Bara. Tell me what this is!"

The sound of the mother's scream shocked the girl who had just entered the house, the suitcase in her carriage was released just like that until it rolled over when she saw the hand that was pointing at her with a creepy look in the eye.

The face of the 18-year-old girl with a clearly engraved happy look now turned grim with a nano look. His footsteps stopped just like that, glued to the floor he was on.

Clear water coiled spoiled between her beautiful eye bags when she saw a thin object between her mother's fingers.

Once again the mother's scream scared her to death, how she should explain everything at this moment.

At the time it should be a happy day for her and her family. And now smeared by him.

Unable to hold back the tears, Dara bit her lower lip a little hard until it felt sore, when the thing she wanted to hide was revealed the day before her departure abroad.

"Mama!" slowly oozed.

Both of her shoulders also shook as the sound of the pentofel shoe's stomping sounded ever closer and clearer, making Dara who lowered her head in regret now raise her face.

"Father!"

Plaque!

The burly hand slap belonging to the man who for his entire life would continue to be a protector for him landed perfectly on his right cheek.

"Become! Papa thought all this time Papa was proud to have a child like you, all the facilities you get easily but it turns out you disappointed Papa! You destroyed all of Papa and Mama's hopes. Dara!"

The squeals on her cheeks might still be able to hold her back, but the visible disappointment from both her parents made her heart so sick. But he felt this was not his fault, this was not what he wanted. And they both accused him without asking.

"Tell me who's got you Dara!! We'll report it to the police, Papa doesn't take it with all this. Tell Dara!"

"Become!! Answer ... Why do you shut up tell me where he is, who he is, who his parents are, is he your schoolmate?" timpal the mother. "Let's Pap we find the boy, let's get him in jail!"

The whole world seemed to collapse at that moment, the slurs of his parents were like the sky that suddenly fell on his body, sick and sore. But Dara could not answer any of the many questions about that person.

Yes that man, a jerk who took away his bright future, who left something now growing in his womb. Unintentionally, without her guessing. And without knowing who that man was, old or young, handsome or not. He knew nothing but a button he found in bed and a wad of money.

Dara could only be stunned holding her hot cheek, without explanation, without any information that she could give to her parents, because she did not know who the man was.

Right on this day, the happy news of her graduation at the prestigious campus changed with the sad news of her pregnancy. Even the day that should have been full of laughter had now turned full of tears of crying. The mother also cried hysterically without being able to calm Dara.

"I .. I don't know who he is Pap ... Mama! I don't remember anything either."

Both parents were stunned, how could his daughter not know who the man who was having a relationship before his time.

"How could you not know. Huh uh?" jolt Baskoro with an overflow of emotions.

"Listen Dara ... We have to act immediately before everyone knows you're pregnant, before our family gets scorned by others. Don't cover it up let alone defend that depraved man Dara!" added mother.

Draa shook his head, "I swear Mam... Papa! I don't know, I ... I .." Dara's crying was getting broken, she couldn't stand the chest so tight because of all the slurs of the two parents who didn't believe her words.

"Aldara Dwi Pratiwi!"

Dara ran out of the house without caring for the screams of her parents. He continued running without carrying anything, wearing only casual clothes attached to his body.

The girl continued to run without direction, with tears running down her cheeks.

"I'd better get out of the house! I really don't know who that guy is." he said by taking a gold button from his pants pocket.

"All I got is this! Where do I find the owner of these buttons." He muttered, continuing to run fast.

"Revelation!!!

Bruk!"