
"Ni-nia, pa pa papa min-ta ma-af."
The middle-aged man who was lying weakly in the cage tried his hardest to talk to his second daughter who was asleep next to his cage. His voice had already come out, but it was still weak and it was difficult to utter a word or sentence.
Gently, he stroked Stephania's long black mane. Things that he almost never did again since Stephania with him always dissent.
Frequently misunderstand. Especially lately, since Stephania has started to grow up. He already felt that papa Sande's ban was a reason for him not to go forward.
"I'm sorry papa, son. Papa has become the most selfish papa on earth. Always impose your will without thinking about whether you like it or not about your decision" said Sande in his heart.
He wanted to say something, but he could stand it. He was afraid that his voice would wake Stephania from her sleep. Papa Sande knew and felt, how tired Stephania was to look after him every night. Didn't let Mama Sepharina stand guard. Give the middle-aged woman time to sleep peacefully at night at home and will be back on guard the next day after Stephania leaves for school.
"Ardan, I'm sorry papa, son," said Sande. Tears that have been creek, flowing profusely to wet the face until wet the pillow that you use.
"Just try, if you don't tell you to go there, you won't be gone forever, Ardan. What kind of papa am I? It was I who planned everything that made Ardan, my own son, die. Just because I wanted to match her to the woman I chose. Do I deserve to be called papa?"
Now, only such deep regret did he feel. Because of his damn plan, asked Ardan to take care of their company in Kalimantan, which in fact does not exist. Papa Sande's wits are all that.
Even sabotaging the state of the company in Kalimantan, for the sake of he could cancel Ardan's meeting with the girl who called at that time.
Flashbacks
"OKAY. Later brother pick up. You ready. About seven o'clock at night brother came."
"OK on, brother. I'm waiting for."
"Miss..."
"Yes, brother."
"You are beautiful."
"Huh?"
"not huh. But yeah. You are beautiful. Wear the clothes you like. If it's blue because it's sister's favorite color."
"Yes but, what's it for, brother? Where are we going?"
"There's. Brother wants a surprise for you. And I'm sure you'll like it."
"Where are you going, brother?"
"Later you will know. If you say it now, it's no longer a surprise. But notice."
"Yes yes. It's really onion. Yes, yes, brother. Nantha still has class."
"Yes, baby."
Deg
With her hands still clutching her smartphone, still calling Ardan, Nantha was shocked to hear the affectionate words coming out of Ardan's lips.
Just this time he was called dear by a man other than his papa, opa and older cousin.
His heart raced very fast. Thankfully, it was just over the phone. Try to meet face to face, somehow Nantha faced the man who was eight years away from her.
Almost resembles Alister of Ardan's age. It's just that Ardan is older, two years apart.
"Nan.." call Ardan softly.
"Nan ..." call Ardan again.
But Nantha was still busy with her silence.
"Agnesrani Anantha Pradina." Someone called his name in full.
"Yes, brother. Why?" the screech was mixed with shock.
The entire class automatically focused his attention on Nantha who suddenly screeched to who. While the teacher is busy explaining the problem in front of the class.
"Sister? Since when did you call me brother?"
"P-p-pak Paul?"
Yes, the person who called Nantha's name in full was Paul's father. Physics teacher at Nantha school.
"Who are you talking to?" ask Paul again. His eyes looked at the hand of Nantha who was still holding a cell phone, on the phone.
"A-a-anu, sir. Nanthas... Nanthas..." Nantha was confused as to what to answer. There was not a word in his mind that he wanted to convey to his physics teacher.
Ardan, who was behind the phone, could only smile at hearing everything. He remembers his old school days.
"Here's your phone!" tell Mr. Paul.
"What's it made, sir?" Nantha asked innocently.
"Your phone, I'll hold it. Here!"
"Ja-don't dong, sir. Later if you hold, how do I want to meet my boyfriend? I made a deal with him, sir," whined Nantha.
"Huuu." So cheers protested from Nantha's friends one class.
"I don't accept any excuses. Now choose, give hp to me or I will report you to the principal to hold your cellphone while in school. That is, you can't hold a cell phone while at school."
"Don't dong, sir. Pity me dong, sir. We're not made yet. Later if the headmaster is tense, which I have a broken heart, sir. I'm sad, sir. Later can not video call with ayang beb."
Ardan smiled more and more with Nantha's mischievous remarks to his teacher. Instead of being afraid, Nantha even asked Paul to joke. Isn't that the physics teacher on the killer's stamp?
Receded
Ardan decided on the call in the end. Because the end later that phone will be held by Mr. Paul, the physics teacher Nantha.
Papa Sande, who was behind the door, heard how happy Ardan was on the phone with the girl across the street. Ardan's smile was so sincere. So happy, because he had fallen in love with the girl he had just called.
Quickly, Papa Sande contacted his man to find out who the girl Ardan was going to meet. Which girl made her son fall in love? While the girl he chose, was rejected outright by Ardan.
Papa Sande is upset. Soon he contacted his confidant who was handling the company branch there and planned Ardan's trip there. Then followed by the woman he thought of for Ardan.
Make it look as if Ardan and the woman are going on vacation there, spending a lot of time, so that love arises in Ardan's heart for the woman.
Flashback end
"I have killed my own son," his mind is bitter. Regretting it now. Regrets that he could not even express with words.
"I am responsible for the chaos in my own home. I must heal the wounds in the hearts of my wife and my daughters. No, I don't want to lose any more" said Sande. He was determined to fix everything.