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Happiness At Night

A few days after the revelation of the reality of Dirga's true identity, the twenty-six-year-old man was still doing all his activities normally. Nothing changed from the attitude or appearance of the lover of Beatrice.

That afternoon on a sunny Sunday, Dirga had made an appointment to meet with her lover. In this one month, the two lovebirds are only communicating via phone only. Dirga busyness is the main cause of the difficulty of time to meet.

"How are you, Ga? You don't miss me?" Beatrice is being spoiled for her lover. He sat down next to Dirga. The girl even dared to rest her head on the shoulders of the twenty-six-year-old man. Beatrice is unsettled to show affection in public.

"You know myself I've been busy. In the past few days there have also been many truly unexpected surprises. One of them is ...." Dirga paused his words. She hesitated to reveal it to her lover.

"What is?" ask Beatrice curiously.

"It's about my real father, Bea," Dirga said slowly.

"Why your real father? Didn't your father die ...."

"It turns out my father who had not been my real father," explained Dirga made Beatrice immediately straighten up. He stared fixedly at Dirga with a look full of incomprehension.

"You're not your father's real son?" he thought as he scrunched his forehead. "Then who is your real father?"

"That's, Bea. I've been keeping this a secret from me for decades. He thought I would never see my real father again. It turns out that fate says something else. We actually met in an unexpected moment," said Dirga. He then told the beginning of the meeting and his introduction to Sudiro, until he was given a job and occupied the position. The last is about Sudiro's confession which is very surprising.

"Then, what did your mother say?" ask Beatrice again. He could not have imagined himself in the position that Dirga was in.

"Mom admitted everything. There's a reason why I keep this a secret from me" the twenty-six-year-old said, pointing a gaze at the row of paving blocks they were building. "It's clear that I'm still very confused by everything. I don't know, but it's like there's something I can't just say. It feels ... it feels like ...." Again, Dirga was unable to speak clearly.

"Yes, I can understand it. You must feel strange, right," The beautiful girl of Spanish-Indonesian blood again leaned her head on the shoulder of the lover. "I also now feel strange with my mother's attitude. Either he's really blessed our relationship or he hasn't. I was going to ask you directly, but .. it felt so lazy, Ga," complained Beatrice.

"It's okay, Bea. By not limiting you to meeting me as well it was already far more than enough. However, I will still propose to you," said Dirga to make Beatrice re-enforce the body. He stared in disbelief at the lover he had been dating for the past few years. "Why? You don't believe it?" Dirga raised her eyebrows.

"Are you sure you're gonna propose to me?" Beatrice smiled broadly.

"Well, is that the purpose of our relationship? Pelaminan," said Dirga calm but sound very convincing.

It was inconceivable how happy Beatrice felt when she heard that. He didn't even hesitate to hug Dirga. The only princess Soraya did not care even though they both became a spectacle of people passing by there.

Discussion after conversation continued between the two lovebirds, until the time had shown at five in the afternoon. The streets of the capital looked very crowded at that time. Dirga decided to take her boyfriend home. After coming from the Beatrice residence, the sweet and kind man continued on his way to the Sudiro residence.

However, Dirga did not decide to enter and visit his father's house. He just sat on the motorbike looking at the magnificent building that was somehow more than the size, when compared to the simple house where he and his mother had been living all this time.

Dirga never knew what fate hid from him. I don't know what else he will accept in the future. One thing is for sure, he will just surrender and do his best.

"Can you help me, Mom?" greet a security guard who guards the mansion. He should be suspicious of the attitude of Dirga who has since overseen the luxurious residence of his master.

"Nothing, sir," said Dirga kindly. "This is really Mr. Sudiro's residence, right?" tanyakanya.

"Yes, right. What's the need, huh?" ask the security guard again full of search.

"I just happened to pass by. I am one of the employees in his company" explained Dirga. However, he knew that his explanation could not be accepted outright by the security officer. He nodded politely as he turned the motor back on. "I'll excuse you, sir" said the young man. He passed from the front of the magnificent house earlier accompanied by a suspicious look from the security guard.

Not long after, a luxury sedan car came and stopped in front of the gate. Immediately the security officer opened the door that stood firm and towering. He invited the car of his master to enter.

However, before continuing to enter the spacious courtyard, the sedan car stopped for a moment in front of the security guard who still looked astonished. Slowly, the glass on his right opened. A driver handed out a rice box to the security guard.

"Thank you, sir," said the security guard. He looked down and looked inside. "There was just a young man coming here. He claimed to be one of the employees in your company" he reported.

"Where is he now?" asked Sudiro who was sitting in the back seat.

"He left after I rebuked him, sir. The guts look suspicious. He is constantly watching this house" said the man with the stout stature.

Sudiro's mind was immediately fixed on Dirga. He nodded at the security guard, then told his personal driver to return to drive the vehicle until it arrived near the entrance terrace. "That must be Dirga. What's he here for?" thought the middle-aged man. After the driver opened the door for her, she got out.

While walking in, Sudiro reached into the cell phone from his shirt pocket. He intends to contact the son he just found.

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