The Murder of the Beloved
Chapter 6

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About five minutes later he was shocked to the point of jumping. He also had a chance to squeal in pain because his arm was pinching hard. He blushed when he realized that his actions made him the center of attention of people around. But a few moments later he laughed happily because the perpetrator who surprised him was Dinda. The pain and shame are changed by the joy. He considers Dinda's treatment as a sign of familiarity.

"Tumben, Dad!" exclaimed Dinda with a radiant face.

Dinda's bright face really catapulted Johan's feelings. How sorry it feels because not from yesterday, or often to pick up Dinda. Look how happy the boy is to see it. Dinda's joy is a priceless reward.

"Yes. The Tumben Dinda. Yuk!" Johan reached out his hand. Dinda grabbed his hand and they side by side headed for the car. In such circumstances, it seems true that Dinda's physique bears more resemblance to her father than to her mother. Their bodies are equally slim and tall.

"What's the matter, Dad, how can you grow?" Dinda started to worry. There should be a cause that encourages the emergence of his father if usually not so. And certainly not because his father could catch his longing. Thats impossible.

"There's nothing, Dinda. I just miss you. I'd like to see you, would you?"

Dinda was stunned and stopped stepping. He looked at his father. "Just miss ya?" ask her in wonder. Is it true that what he thinks is impossible is actually real?

"Yes, why? You don't believe it?" Johan was a little worried.

"What a coincidence? I miss you too" said Dinda frankly.

"Well, same dong Din!"

"You can, yes,.Yeah?"

"Can aja. Maybe there's a telepathic connection between the two of us." Johan joking.

"Is that possible?"

"Maybe."

They've got into the car. But Dinda's mind was still on that. "Actually I began to think of Dad on mother's wedding night. When is Dad?" tanyanya enthusiastic.

"Dad, remember you. But it was before and after the mother married, Dad so much more missed."

"In that case, it has something to do, huh Dad? It's more or less the same time. If the drive wasn't strong, it would be impossible for Dad to be here right now. And I was so excited to see you pinch too hard."

Johan showed his reddish forearm. "Now it still feels bad Din. But it's okay. It's a pleasant pain. You just have to be careful in that action. What if you're on the wrong target? Know-know others who look like the father you pinched. Whoa ..." Johan laughed amusedly.

"Ah, it can't be Dad. I made sure first dong. Father who did not know me when I was so close."

"Yes. I'm really pangling to see you, Din. You're just getting taller, aren't you? And your uniform makes me dizzy."

"What is Dad's goal now? Just take me home?" Dinda was very curious.

"Of Bram. My mother told me to call him Dad. But I don't want to. I only have one father. It's just soa, but I still refuse. If I mention Father, people can get confused. Which father?"

Johan was happy to hear that. He patted Dinda's arm. "Thank Dinda. Do you like it?"

"No Dad."

Johan is surprised by Dinda's straightforwardness. "Why?"

"It's okay. Just antipathy."

"Oh." Johan did not dare to ask more. "Are you hungry, Din? We'll eat first, okay?"

Dinda nodded enthusiastically. "You, Dad! It is hungry. Where to eat?"

"Fried chicken?"

"OK Well!" exclaim Dinda.

Johan deliberately proposed that one food is not only because it is Dinda's favorite, but also located very close. If you have to travel long distances in traffic, it must be a waste of free time.

"I haven't eaten here in a long time" Dinda said as soon as they entered the restaurant which was quite full of visitors because it was lunchtime.

"Did Mom and Om Bram not like taking you?"

Dinda put her mouth out. "Let's be invited, I don't want to, Dad. The new bride likes to be alone. Time to bring others."

"Then, now eat the whole thing."

Soon they were enjoying their own food. They do not talk much because it is difficult to tear the chicken meat while talking. Only after the remaining bones were scattered on the plate did they begin to look at each other. In his heart Johan again praised and admired the appearance of his daughter. With long hair braided to form a thick braid, Dinda looks cute but when observed carefully, facial expressions, especially the look in her eyes seem serious. Something that is not usually found in teenagers his age who tend to relax.

Johan was proud of his daughter. He was determined to do anything for Dinda. However, he was still lucky because of the many opportunities to carry out his determination. There is no point in regretting the time that has passed. What matters now and what comes. He is also very lucky because Dinda has been open to love and miss him. Wouldn't it be useless if he loved someone but that person didn't care about him? That affection must be reciprocal to produce happiness. My dear child, the screech is in the heart. Yes, what is raging in his heart will certainly look ridiculous when expressed out. He must have looked over-acting. Fortunately, he kept all that excess inside him. What appears on the outside is just a proud face when looking around him and receiving the glance of others.

Here's my daughter! And he loves me! Sure there's a chance you guys have a daughter too, but do they love you?

Meanwhile, Dinda again concluded, after a more critical observation, that his father looked like the earth and sky than Bram. All different. Bram moustached while his father slippery drizzle. He did not like moustached men because in his eyes, a mustache made someone look sneaky. And he was sure, Bram was sneaky. While his father who has a dry face, must be diligent in shaving, looks plain and open. The eyes of the two are different. Bram kept a mystery in his eyes, with different expressions at the same time, so it was hard to deduce how his true heart was.

But the look in his father's eyes was predictable. If at one time it seems funny, at a different time it certainly seems the opposite is sad or angry glares. Ah, of course it's just an outside observation.

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