TITISAN MY DAUGHTER
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Dara playing in front of the house. He looked under the ghost tree and called out to him. Dara immediately walked, while Shabita was in the living room sewing clothes. He occasionally glances at Dara who is now playing chases under a tree with a girl his age. White clothes then tied with yellow hair. Feeling that Dara was engrossed, then Shabita back to sewing.

The little girl pulled Dara to stop behind the tree. "You're gonna have a sister?"

"That's what my mom said" replied Dara.

"Don't want. You will no longer be loved."

"Maca?"

"Yes! I have a sister, she's naughty. I'm mama's father is transparent!"

"Darling mom!" dispute Dara.

"Papa?"

"Also shayang!"

The little girl turned into a ghost. He looked at Dara. "Fugitive is not your papa. He'll hate you after your sister's born."

"Bo'ong!"

"Listen, your papa is long dead because of Anggara. Your father was killed by Anggara's father."

"Where is there!" Dara immediately ran to the house. She cried.

"Eh, why else would that kid?" Shabita immediately came to Dara who was crying on the sofa. "Why is your son crying?"

Dara shook her head, she wouldn't tell a story. "Mama, baby?"

"Dear, dong."

"Papa?"

"Everyone loves Dara" Shabita replied, embracing Dara.

"Guys?"

"Dear Dara."

Shabita was astonished, she felt that there was something strange about her daughter. "Did anyone say, mommy's equally papa doesn't love Dara?"

Dara shook her head, she laid her body on Shabita's lap. "Why come home?"

"Sore."

Anggara felt strange when Shabita told him about Dara's behavior that seemed to be instigated by others.

"Who said we don't love anymore? I'm fattening that guy!" anggara. He was angry with the person who instigated Dara.

"Relax, it's a trivial matter" Shabita said.

"Sepele? Many brothers killed their sister because they were incited so. Most of the people closest to me say that to a kid. He said he had a sister who was not loved anymore and so on. You crazy old man!"

"It's just the two of us here, Anggara. Who instigated it?"

"Neighbors, it could be."

"Our neighbors are that late?" muttered Shabita.

"Little kids his age can too. Did you see him playing with his friend?" 

Shabita remembers seeing Dara playing with a girl her age. "I saw him as a child this morning, but I forgot that he had never seen him in our village."

Anggara stood up he came to Dara in the room. Dara was drawing on the floor. He made pictures of houses and various flowers. "What are you doing?" ask Anggara while gently rubbing Dara's hair.

"Papa, smell! Not showered!" Dara closed her nose.

Anggara who is still wearing a uniform, smelling himself. "Harum," he denied.

"You!" sangkal Dara's. "Mandi cana!"

"Because, papa's just asking"

"You!"

Anggara had to stop the question. He's taking a shower soon.

"Why are you?" shabita asked as she looked at the painting.

"What stinks!" eve.

"Friends."

"What's his name?"

Dara was silent, she shook her head.

"Who is that? Mama just wants to know."

"E. .. don't know!"

"Because I don't know whose friend he is?"

"No idea, Ma!" dara Whine. He did not want to continue painting.

Anggara wearing blue pajamas. He sits cross-legged between Dara and Shabita. "This is papa's son. Papa has taken a shower, it smells good!" He grabbed Dara and then got on her lap. "Well, dear papa?"

"Darling," replied Dara.

"Stories, dong. Who, the hell is Dara's friend, other than a bear, a robot and a lizard?"

"Pig is not my friend!" dispute Dara.

Anggara laughs amusedly. "Oh, no. Papa thinks it's Dara's friend too. Papa was wrong, huh?"

"Nothing" replied Dara.

"Keep why Dara asked papa-mama dear Dara?" ask Shabita.

Dara did not look at Shabita, she was busy kissing the fragrant Anggara clothes.

"Become, listen to your mama. Asked, huh?" anggara's Advice.

"Nothing" replied Dara.

"Not lying?" anggara whisper.

Dara embraces Anggara. "There's, what, my dear Papa?"

"Still, dong. Kan, papa's son." Anggara pinches gnarled cheeks Dara. He glanced at Shabita.

"Later Dara help mom take care of sister, huh?"

"Yes!" dara replied happy. He moved on to Shabita.

"Well, that, dong. Mama added, there's Dara."

Anggara embraces Shabita. "You, dong hug!"

"Guys along," Shabita sneered.

Anggara is anxious, he bites Shabita's cheek. Dara falls asleep in Shabita's lap. Anggara immediately took her to bed.

"I'm afraid he knows that I'm not his father" Anggara complained as he gently rubbed Dara's head.

"Why are you that scared?" Shabita was surprised by Anggara's attitude that always forbade him to bring up the matter of Toni. "Are you anxious when he's angry then ba-"

"Not that!" cut Anggara.

"Want to?"

"The feeling of this child is different. I was so scared" he replied. He was afraid that Dara's feelings were no longer the feelings of a child to his father, but the feelings of a woman who liked the opposite sex. Wanted to erase his memory of a past dream. However, if Shabita dreams of the same thing, then it means, it will happen in the future.

"I don't know what you mean" Shabita replied. He is now leaning on the head of the bed.

Anggara immediately sat next to him. He grabbed Shabita's right fingers. "If we have to fight, I hope you stay with me. Never choose between me and Dara" he asked.

Shabita was astonished, he looked at Anggara, wanting to find an answer in the young man's eyes. "I'm confused. I don't understand why you would think I would choose you among Dara?"

"Just promise!" anggara whine.

Shabita sighed. He then smiled while nodding. "I promise. Will always stand in the middle of you two" he said.

"And I promise you, I will never leave you" Anggara said.

The ghost stood under the tree. Now he can not enter Anggara's house anymore, but his intention to destroy the young man is still great and until now he is still vengeful with Anggara. "You got me killed, Anggara! I won't let you calm down, even that girl will be the source of your plot!" It then disappeared.

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