That Man is the Father of My Son
The Part 166
Angga sat on a mattress lamenting his fate, he saw a photo sent out who brought him.
There is already a photo of evidence - evidence of debby being raped, by someone and there complete the identity of the man and it turns out to be a former debby. Before he got in touch with Debby.
"Ja.di de.lla is not my son..." Angga's tears trickled down looking at Della who was just crying on the bed.
"Debby you really want to ruin my household with Meyra." Furious Angga. He takes Della out to meet someone who usually looks after Debby when she is at work.
tock.tok..
"See wait a minute!"
"Eh Mr Angga, what's wrong? it's impossible not to want Della's nitip at home, isn't it a holiday" said the mother who lives beside her house that looks simple.
"Yes ma'am pasih, but it's only a moment later tonight Della I picked up " Said Angga give Della to the sling mother pasih.
"Pap, papa," raced Della though a little hard to hear. "Della baby, papa stay a while ya same mommy pasih." Angga kissed his daughter even though he knew the reality now.
"I'll excuse you, ma'am."
Della was only able to cry watching her papa leave.
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"Youtube!!!" yelling baritone sounds from a distance.
Meyra turned, "alan,".
"What are you doing here?" ask Meyra.
"I'm the one who's supposed to ask you why are you here??" Alan looked back at the baby Meyra in the transparent cot she was pushing.
"Males at home, want to walk - find fresh air." Meyra said for a moment her eyes looked at the corner of Alan's lips that looked lebab.
"Gosh alan, what's your lip? here let me take medicine, so I brought ointment to cure your wounds fear of infection." Meyra pulled on Alan's arm and also pushed her baby trolly.
"It's Mey I'm okay - is this a normal wound." Said Alan.
"It's okay - what it is, a wound like this. Hurry here.." Meyra applied the ointment to the corner of Alan's lips with heart.
"Degh's..." The sound of Alan's heart beating very fast when Meyra's face was so very close to her especially with the sound of Meyra's breathing on her face was able to make her heart seem to jump from her place.
"It's the medicine itself." Meyra knew what Alan was feeling.
"Ehm.yeah, try to be independent, self-medicate the wound." Alan poked his lips.
Without them realizing someone saw the incident from a distance just smiled and shook his head.
"Meyra I hope you are happy with the presence of baby megatha and Alan who are always beside you. And Angga I'm sorry mama hid Meyra for a while to you." Mama Delia's inner heart shed her tears.
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"Plac!" Angga threw a photo right in front of Debby's front desk.
"What does this mean?! explainable?!" Angga stared at Debby flatly.
"What does it mean, baby?" ask Debby not understand.
"Look at yourself."
"Degh's.." Debby's eyes were round, her legs were shaking violently. His fear was already feeling.
"This is impossible! It's just an edit! this can't be me?!" debby ripped the photo.
he approached Angga and touched the man's hand. "I never did that, trust me. It could have been just common sense - Meyra's wits, yeah sure.it must have been her who sent this. And he probably won't make our lives quiet." Debby was teary-eyed.
"Lies, lies, lies! That's impossible!" Angga smiled at her smile. "You think with that cry of yours I'll believe it, never will!" exclamation Angga.
He threw Debby's hand, "From now on you take care of Della, I'll take care of our divorce. I'm sick of people lying!"
"Don't do it Angga! nein! I don't want to lose you a second time! don't!" Debby Pulls Angga's arm puffing the man away.
"Let go of me Debby!!!" Shouted Angga.
"No!!! I won't make you go back to that woman!!! you are only mine!!!" shouts Debby.
So that between them pull each other interesting and----------
"Akhhh-----"
"People!!!!"