The Pride of an Ex
episode 2

"Where are we?"

"Home home, time yes to the nursing home," said ketus.

"Home Father? Will it still be accepted?" I speak a thousand languages.

The question that Adi asked made me squint my head a little frown.

It's true what Adi said. Is an Alira Martadilara still welcome in that house?

The home of a parent who was deliberately abandoned because he preferred a man he loved.

My brain is not functioning. What will you say when I get home? A laugh? Yes, they will surely laugh at my misfortune.

"So where are we going, non? stay at Father's house?" Adi repeated the same question.

"No"

"Then,,,?"

"We went to. ah, I don't know Adi. I have no place to stay right now. Don't be home, I don't have any clothes. All I have is, Seila" I said, hugging my daughter's body.

Adi breathed a rough breath. The always faithful private driver no longer asked.

He continued to run four wheels without speaking again.

Funny, I came out of my parents' house leaving the luxurious facilities they provide for a simple life with a man who works at Papa's company.

But Nathan doesn't know. All he and his family know is, Papa is just one

small convection entrepreneurs with little income.

In fact, the garment factory where I and Nathan worked is still within the scope of Papa's power.

There is a sense of annoyance and regret in this self. Just try if I wasn't stubborn in the past, maybe my way of life didn't hurt this much.

However, the rice had already become porridge. What I get now is the path I chose first.

"Mama, cheila's naughty, huh,?" my daughter said making these eyes instantly look at her.

"No, who says naughty Ceila,?" I stroked her chubby cheeks gently.

"If Ceila wasn't naughty, how come Dad was even-nothing".

I pulled the tiny body and hugged it tightly. Not a bad boy, but his father was a bad one.

Just because I gave birth to a daughter, she was reluctant to acknowledge Seila as her daughter.

Nathan will do good to Seila in front of people only. And that's been since I was born.

Stupidly I, still believe there will be a miracle that changes my husband's bad attitude to his daughter. But, in fact, not.

Four years old now, just getting love from me. His father zero big.

"We're up"

I raised my head looking around and,,, Papa's house?

"Adi, you're taking me home?" I said it was a tremendous shock.

"Women who divorced her husband, it is better to go home to his parents. There Miss will be well taken care of".

"Don't you just say I won't necessarily be accepted here again. Then why did you bring me here?"

I was so upset with the driver. He took me to Papa's house when I wasn't ready to meet them.

"Don't think of the ego, Non. Look at the little girl in Non Alira's arms. Wouldn't Non have the heart, leave her alone when her mother has to work for money?" adi said while glancing towards Seila.

I rubbed my daughter's head. Seeing his innocent face that does not understand the problems of his parents.

Right, who would Seila stay with if I had to work? However, to return to Papa I feel so ashamed.

The stupidity I've made will shame me so much in front of Papa.

"Mama, where are we?" ask Seila who I didn't answer.

I should what? I'm not ready to go home like this.

"Non, down!" Adi opened the car door telling me to get out.

"In...."

I did not continue my words as these eyes saw who was standing on the porch.

Papa's. He looked at me with a flat expression. Both of his hands he put in his pants pocket made him look more authoritative.

"Iira!"

The sound of a woman's cry made my tears fall instantly. However, his steps were detained by Papa deliberately blocking Mama's hand.

'Is that why Papa?, so he won't allow Mama to come to me?'

Seila who did not understand anything just kept silent to see me who suddenly cried.

"Find them, Non. Shouldn't a child approach his parents, not a parent who approaches his child?" adi told me to wake me up.

Yes, it should be like that.

Here, I'm the one who's wrong. I am the one who has sinned. Without another word, I got out of the car.

Seila was already in Adi's arms just before I got off.

I ran to my parents and rested at Mama's feet.

"Mah...."

I can't get that word out of my lips. All I could do was cry as much as regret the decision.

"Wake, Al. Mama has forgiven you" said Mama pulled both shoulders.

I refuse to raise my head.

I felt so embarrassed just looking at my mom's face.

"Alira is much wrong with Mama," said I sobbed with hugging Mama's legs.

"No dear, you're still Mama's good son."

Mama sat down, she hugged my body that was shaking from crying as she pleased.

However, the usual reaction was showing Papa to me. He did not say a word at all to see his wife and son crying beside him.

Satisfied to express regret to Mama, now my hand turns to hug Papa's leg.

Abai, Papa seems numb. He was completely untouched by the whimpering of the sorry words I said repeatedly.

"Pa, Papa didn't forgive Alira?" I said looking up at that face.

However, his reaction remained flat. Papa looked at me normally.

"Adi, give the child to me" Papa said asking Seila.

Adi gave my daughter to Papa. My heart was anxious, afraid that Papa would be rude to Seila. However, the unexpected was done by Papa.

Anxiously, Papa kissed both of Seila's cheeks making my daughter grimace with my parents' beard.

"He threw you away, huh?" papa said, looking at my daughter's face.

Then, one of his hands took out a cell phone and directly contacted someone.

"Yes hello. Find out the performance of a guy named Nathan in a branch garment. Report with details, with nothing less. I'm waiting tonight." He then went inside the house and took my daughter.

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