TITISAN MY DAUGHTER
101

They arrived in Indonesia, Anggara deliberately did not tell his arrival to colleagues or people closest to him. When asked when he married her, he only answered at his cousin Sean's place in Thailand. He even planned to marry after Shabita three months of Toni's death.

"When is the wedding, have a baby? How to make you instant, what is the dough, flour or cement?" tejek Ridwan when he visited Anggara's house.

"Porridge," Anggara replied with a laugh. He did not take Ridwan's taunts seriously.

"Seriously, Anggara. When did you marry her? Three months' new feeling you went to your mother's village?"

"Watch the khilaf," Anggara replied casually without embarrassment. Shabita was ashamed to die hearing this. He stole the hear in the kitchen door.

"Huh, make a sin. Just shame the dapartment."

"What is important is not to run," Anggara replied while laughing loosely.

"Like you," said Ridwan as he reached for a glass of tea made by Shabita. "It is better to get married again here so that it is easy to take care of the correspondence," he advised.

"After my son forty days" Anggara replied.

"I'll go first. He'll be looking for the boss" he said. "Oh yeah, say hello to your wife."

Anggara put a cup on the table and took it to the kitchen. Shabita stood beside the door as she passed by to wash dishes and glasses.

"Why not admit that I'm a widow? Embarrassed that none of your friends married a widow?" Shabita folded both her hands on her stomach.

"Don't tell me, Van, let it go first." Anggara left his job and approached Shabita. He locked Shabita in the wall with both hands resting on the wall. "If I'm ashamed, I can't go crazy like that."

"Why did you put yourself to shame?" Shabita would not look at Anggara. He prefers to look to the left.

"Because I hate Toni."

"Including Dara," alluded to Shabita.

"Don't associate Dara with him. He's your son, my son too."

"Thou, ah. Dark." Shabita pushing Anggara. However, the young man held back.

"If I cheated, how would you feel?" ask Anggara suddenly.

"Kok, so where are we going to talk?" shabita asked unhappy.

"Jawab only!" anggara.

"Kutting. Why keep people who don't love you anymore."

"Tuh, right. How's this?" Anggara.

"There is an intention?"

"No, anyway."

"You're having an affair, aren't you?" ask Shabita. Not yet his heart was already sick first.

"No, just want to know how you feel and what you do if I do." Anggara grabbed Shabita in his arms.

"Usually when the question has already happened!" elak Shabita's. He moved away with an angry face.

"I'm just asking, Van. There's no way I'm staying with you" Anggara said as he pulled Shabita. "I swear!" the promise.

"I'm afraid the dream will come true" Shabita lamented.

"I'm scared too" Anggara said.

"I feel that girl is close to us." Shabita said softly.

Anggara knew and recognized who the girl was, but he was silent and would not tell Shabita who the girl in his dream was. So that's why it's better that Dara doesn't know that she's just her stepfather.

"Oh, yeah. What's?" tanyakanya.

"What do you think?" shabita asked while looking at her lover's face.

"Make sure Dara doesn't let her know that I'm not her father. Let him consider me his real father."

"You're so afraid he knows?"

Anggara was silent, he did not want to answer Shabita's question. Anggara heard Dara crying. He went to the room to hold the baby. Shabita only looked at Anggara's astonishment which was like avoiding questions from him.

***

At night when Anggara was asleep, Shabita woke up from his sleep. He was surprised when Dara was not among them.

"Become! Dara!" call him. "Female, Dara doesn't exist, Anggara!" Shabita awakens Anggara by moving the young man's arm.

"I'm still sleepy, Van," Anggara said as he turned to sleep.

"Figure, Dara's missing!" shabita whinek.

Anggara wake up soon. "Lost where? Why is it missing?!" ask Anggara while looking at his bed and room.

"I don't know, but it was here. Sleep with us."

Anggara immediately stood up. "Find all the places in this house!" his orders while walking around looking for Dara.

"Have she been kidnapped?" shabita panicked. He looked for her into the living room with Anggara.

"Where's it?" Aggara did not believe, because the doors and windows were still locked tightly from the inside.

Uwe .. uwe .. uwe! The cry of Dara sounded in their room. Shabita and Anggara immediately ran to the room. Dara was there crying. Anggara immediately carried and fled Dara, he had seen blood on Dara's lips, so he immediately cleaned before his lover was shocked because he saw his daughter like a fate with him.

"Female Dara's attraction," Shabita's pinta.

Anggara immediately gave her baby after she finished cleaning Dara's face.

"Where have you been, son? Mama is anxious" said Shabita, hugging and kissing the virgin. "Why does Dara smell fishy?" muttered. He looked at Anggara.

Anggara immediately grabbed Dara. " Maybe the smell of piles," he said. "Let me clean and change her clothes."

Shabita would not have mistaken the fishy smell. The smell was blood, then whose blood it was. That was what was raging in his heart. He could not guess what happened to Dara when she disappeared earlier. "Female, I smell blood on Dara's face" he said as he approached Anggara, who was changing clothes.

"Just your feeling. It smells good, it." Anggara picked up Dara and kissed her. "Try kissing" he said, handing Dara over.

"Yes, but it smelled so fishy!" shabita. She still looked at Dara and examined her baby's face and body. "I'm afraid of the disappearance of this kid .. um, again-"

"From prey you mean?" cut Anggara. "Don't think of the distance."

"Sorry, I'm too scared that he's like me."

"It's night, we better get some sleep." Anggara again laid Dara who was playing alone with his eyes to the right to the left.

"I'm afraid she's gone again" whined Shabita.

"Sleep. Let Dara take care of me," said Anggara.

"Em," Shabita muttered while lying down. Not long after he fell asleep.

Anggara looked at Dara who was trying to take her hands off the blanket. It moved like a caterpillar, making Anggara laugh with anxiety at Dara.

"Not like that, son. Your mama will be angry, papa will be angry, too" he whispered.

Dara looked at Anggara. It seemed that the baby understood the young man's words. He held Anggara's face with his tiny hands.