Pursued Handsome Widow
Love Son and Father

"Papiiii," called Kyra after she entered Dirga's room. He saw the forty-five-year-old man lying weakly on the bed. Both eyes are closed.

"But why is it like this? Don't worry me, Pi," muttered Kyra as she walked up to Dirga and kissed the man's forehead. After that Kyra sat beside her papi bed, there was a chair she could sit on.

Seeing Dirga lying like this made Kyra remember the past, when she still had a complete parent and a cheerful personality. Dirga once took Kyra for a walk when she was out of work. Although it is very rare, but it makes Kyra happy not to kepalang. Plus, the pleasure many times fold when Laras also took a walk together. Kyra felt it was a real dream, and it was very beautiful.

Kyra is grateful that her life is so perfect when her parents take time out for a walk with her. But he no longer gets it now. Time continues, the relationship between Mami and Papi is increasingly tenuous because they apparently have their respective lovers after the marriage both occur.

The joy and perfection Kyra felt turned into misery. Kyra hates that divorce, why should it happen? But he never hated his parents. In any case, they are still Kyra's parents, and she loves both of them very much, even though Kyra does not deny the disappointment in her heart.

Kyra smiled at the thought of the past, even though it felt crowded. He was grateful in his heart because even though his parents already had their own lives, there was still Wardah who had always been there for him since childhood. The woman who had been his caretaker was always giving affection like a biological parent, Kyra was grateful to get his affection.

Sometimes Kyra thinks, many more suffer out there, have no parents, a miserable life, even become street children. Makes Kyra really thank God because her life is not so bad. Only one is lacking for him, the parents who have divorced.

"Papi .. Why is it like this? I don't like to see Papi sick like this," whined Kyra then leaned her head on Dirga's bed, slowly she shifted her face to see her shady face.

Kyra grabbed Dirga's palm, then grasped it tightly. Then he put it on his cheek, hoping that this papi can be immediately aware and healed as usual.

"Kyra?" dirga asked with a smile looking at the seventeen-year-old girl who had been his baby all this time.

"But thank God Papi is awake. Papi why is this? I'm sorry I just came by now, I went to the house and Papi wasn't there. Aunty said Papi was being treated, I came straight here to confirm Papi's condition. I'm sorry."

Dirga smiled at her daughter's babbling. He was happy because Kyra was really worried about him. And it is characteristic if this child loves him very much although not infrequently Kyra is cold to him.

"Fire is okay, just tired," replied Dirga while stroking the tip of Kyra's head so that the girl could be calmer and not too worried about her condition.

Kyra smiled, although her heart was not completely calm because she was sure that the papi was not so good, because usually if only fatigue would not be treated. If you get taken to the hospital and treated like this, it's a sign that Dirga is really severe and not okay.

Outside the room, the woman who was none other than her stepmother Kyra constantly walked here and there. Ingrid felt anxious, afraid that his stepson would increasingly grab the attention of her husband. All this time even though he has been his wife, the husband always prioritizes Kyra, even though it is legitimate because Kyra is his biological child. After all, he was also still given the same attention and affection. He does not discriminate the love he gives. It's just this woman's greed that makes her always envious of Kyra. Maybe because Kyra seems like such a perfect girl? Makes him dislike his stepson.

"I can't be quiet like this. I have to go inside!" she concluded after refraining from thinking excessively about the circumstances that occurred in her husband's room.