SHE'S YOUR MOTHER, NOT MY WIFE.
MY DAUGHTER

Tearing my tears, it was in my heart that I heard him say "my daughter".

I don't know if it's in his heart or not. But enough with that word, my heart has blossomed.

Mas Reza tried so hard for my wish, feeling married to be seen by a father. Having my sister's companion by my side.

"Thank you, baby. You have given me so much happiness." I whispered my thanks and kissed my husband Mas Reza's hand.

Papa glanced at me, I smiled sweetly at him.

Hurry pa, call me. Please..

"hmm.. indeed, Bella would like to accept me her papa ?" papa Surya lirih.

Mas Reza and Aunt looked at me questioningly, as well as Davina who thought I wanted to take her home.

I smiled when I heard Papa say that sentence and saw the look on his face that was hopeful.

"Do you want to accept me as a child ?" I said a little high to papa.

Papa Surya's face blushed red. Davina looked upset, I don't know what upset her.

"I can't expect Bella to think of me as her papa. There are too many mistakes and omissions that I have made. And it's too late for me to apologize to you and your mother." her face was pale with tears in her eyes.

"It's too late to ask, sorry. And also too naive if I wanted to, I admit." put on my cynical face and took my eyes off.

"Darling," Mas Reza touched my shoulder.

"Why Mas, did I say wrong?". I looked at his face filled with tension.

"What about, you. What do you think I'm wrong." I asked Papa.

"Bella, enough. Don't be so rude." Davina's emotionally charged but not Papa's.

"Dav, it's okay, son." Papa clasped Davina's hand on the table. Holding his hand that was about to float towards my cheek.

"Bella, don't forget you wanted my Papa to be a witness at your wedding. If you're still being rude, then I won't allow my Papa to attend your wedding, understand."

Aunt Rina flicked the glass to the table making us all turn to her.

"Davina you must not forget that Bella is also the flesh and blood of your father. Who is a brother to you. It is natural for a living father to marry his son, even if it is his duty." Aunt talk up.

"Everything else can your Papa do for Bella besides giving her pain ? Be grateful that Bella still gives your father one chance to marry her, which means that he still considers having a father."

I glanced at the crying papa without a sound.

The unbearable feeling in my heart saw it go wrong.

All I wanted, papa hugged me tightly and called me his daughter.

I don't know what she felt, so she just kept quiet and cried.

"Enough, if indeed you do not really want me to call Papa against you, then I will not do." I snapped.

Her eyes were red, her nose was red, her cheeks wet with tears.

I got up from my seat.

My hands are in Mas Reza's custody.

Davina's pushy eyes stung me.

"Wait, Bella. Can I confess my son ?" his face was filled with hope.

"Lantas, if I don't admit it. Do I have to, admit ?"

His eyes sparkled at my words.

"Is it true, Bell. You admit I'm your papa ?"

"Once again, I'm here to ask you as a witness at my wedding. Is that not proof I admit you." I'm accusing.

Papa cried, clasped his hands together and closed his eyes.

He said a prayer without all of us hearing.

"Thank you, my daughter."

DEG ... DEG ...

Try repeating I want to hear, again.

I tried to hold back my tears.

My body was trembling, Mas Reza tightened his grip.

I shook off Mas Reza's hand, I ran over to Papa.

I hugged my Papa's body, the Papa I've been looking for, which I hear every day from Mama.

All this time I was proud of my mom.

He's my dad, he's my parents.

I have no Papa, an orphan.

Thank you God for the sincere feeling that you instilled in my heart. I feel so happy to have a Papa.

Papa returned my embrace tightly. I cried in Papa's arms, and so did he.

"I'm sorry papa, son. Forgive papa. Papa's ashamed to recognize this as your father. Papa has hurt you a lot. I'm sorry, son."

I nodded my head.

"Last then, let Pa pass. I am happy to have a family. I just want to have a family."