The Pride of an Ex
episode 29

Up there, Papa also tells a little flashback to the formation or establishment of AB Garment. From him who was originally a traveling tailor, to become someone like today.

"Family support here is very important to me, their smiles are a source of my energy that every day always adorns the journey of my struggle. And they are my wife and children." Papa reached out to us who were downstairs.

Everyone applauded, while the host asked me and Mama and bang Aldi to go on stage.

We did not refuse, starting from Mama, Seila, and me, then bang Aldi and his wife went up on stage standing next to Papa.

"For those who have long joined and worked with the company AB Garment, maybe these faces are familiar. But, for those who have just joined 6 years back, may not recognize their faces. Because what? because for the last six years, I didn't make a company birthday party this festive. Just a little celebration that doesn't involve them."

Papa paused for a moment, scanning the guests sitting neatly there.

I could see there were tense faces with nervous gestures as I went on stage.

One round table filled with various dishes is not on the touch at all. Those eyes were focused on me, but I don't know what his mind was. Maybe they are thinking about their fate tomorrow.

Bima and her daughter-in-law were misbehaving when I deliberately looked at them from up here.

"For those who don't know, I'll introduce you to my colleagues. My son and my wife." said Papa again.

First, Papa introduced Mama as a wife who is always loyal and patient in accompanying her.

He continued to introduce bang Aldi as a smart and brave hero.

Somehow, when Papa was about to introduce myself, there was a sense of sadness that slipped in this niche of heart.

Feel not as smart as bang Aldi, not as patient as Mama, and feel the most troublesome Papa since long ago.

In fact, even now I still eat from Papa's sweat.

"And this, my youngest son. Her name is Alira Martadilara. The most beautiful, the most spoiled, the most recalcitrant, the most stubborn. But I love him very much. I once lost her, but at the end of her destiny brought her back to me."

I immediately hugged Papa until the atmosphere became quiet and haru.

Not only we as a family who participated in the cutting of the cake. Papa also invites his staff to go up and hold a giant knife, cutting the very large and tall tart.

"Mama, Seila, hold on!!" my daughter said on her tiptoes. I carried Seila's tiny body, giving her a gap to hold the knife.

Not only was there one knife here, six giant knives were provided for us to cut the cake together.

Including him.

Yes, she's an ex-husband who suddenly stood beside me. I don't know what he wants, he seems to deliberately want to come closer to me.

"Ekhem! move here!" edith bang Aldi who realized the existence of mas Nathan.

Feeling that his efforts failed to approach me, Nathan was only able to resign while standing in the crush of my brother and one staff member to another.

As for me, moving to the very end where there was only me and Seila as knife holders.

"On the count of three, cut equally okay?!" said MC gave aba-aba.

Me and Seila got ready, my daughter was impatient.

"One, two, three, cut!!"

I lowered the knife to scratch the giant cake. Applause echoed throughout the room as a sign of joy.

Music and a sprinkling of balloons and colorful paper add to the festive evening party.

"Mama, Seila wants a balloon!!" said my daughter forced her down from my sling.

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