SHE'S YOUR MOTHER, NOT MY WIFE.
JEALOUS

"Today can Bella come, papa ?" papa Surya said.

Mas Reza looked at me. I raised my eyebrows.

"Papa just wants to take Bella home, Reza. What's not it ?" papa asked Mas Reza for permission.

Mas Reza looked at me expectantly, implied in his face "Don't go". I felt like I wanted to laugh at the facial expression he showed, anyone knows what that means.

"That's even if you as a husband allow." added papa who knew that Mas Reza was reluctant to allow.

"I want Pa, tonight I'm staying at Papa's house. All right, Mas ?" ask me if I'm from, 'cause I know he doesn't want me to leave.

Mas Reza looked at me with annoyance on his face.

"It's okay, it's at his own father's house" added Aunt Rina.

Davina nodded and I enthusiastically nodded.

Mas Reza nodded without a smile on his face.

It's funny that my husband is jealous of my own father.

TRINGS ...

"Tonight alone, then there is no other nginep nginep event anymore. Look out, I'm not allowed to."

I want to laugh when I read the message. Sitting next to each other but he sent me a threatening message in chat.

Mas Reza is ridiculous.

Tonight I'm staying for the first time at my father's house. The historical home where Mom grew up.

I went around every corner of the house.

Arrive in a locked room.

"It's a room I haven't seen since I was a kid. I don't know what it is, my mother was reluctant to tell me." explained Davina who became my guide.

I'm nodding.

"You wanna go in ?"

The voice arrived Papa made us shocked in daydreams.

We turned to Papa and nodded.

"Can Pa, isn't it always in the lock ?" ask Davina.

"Come, 'cause the owner's here." Papa glanced at me.

What do you mean Papa said "owner" to me.

My eyes are round, my mouth is open.

What do I see, this is true ?

Baby room with peach and white decoration.

The room is beautifully and funny.

Bed with lace netting.

Beautiful doll doll displays.

Whose room is this for ?

What is it for me ?

Simple and elegant.

"This is a special room made to welcome the birth of my baby and Kartika, Bella Saphira" Papa said.

"I was a fool who didn't know my daughter from the beginning. Kartika always said that if her daughter was to be named "Bella Saphira" while if the man was to be my right to give the name."

"This room was made when our marriage was only a few months old, Kartika was enthusiastic about preparing everything."

Papa sat down with tears in his eyes.

"Maybe if I don't make that mistake, you'll be born and grow up in this house, Bella." Papa wiped his tears.

I'm still at the door and so is Davina.

I don't know how she feels, being a princess born after a "mistake".

I clasped his hand, strengthening his heart.

It's not all his fault.

"I'm sorry, son, my mistake made you suffer a lot. This room was never touched or seen by anyone other than your mother and I."

I walked in to Papa. Leading Davina together.

"It's all over, let it go. I'm happy now. Have a Papa, Aunt, sister and husband who love me."

I'm holding Papa's arm.

Maybe if I could have been born in this house, it would have been wonderful. But fate wasn't with me in this house back then. The baby mama you expected to be in this room, now she has Ma, I am in this room. Thank you, my room is beautiful. I liked.