UNREQUITED LOVE'S
AYAH
Sometimes what we see is not as expected. Ever since Vella told me she was going to let me know where Andika was, I wished I could meet up and talk and apologize for all my mistakes. It turns out that all I met was right was just his existence. Not himself. ~Baskoro Gunawan~
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“Father want to go to the toilet first or want to eat?” ask Vella when they have arrived at Singapore Changi airport. Baskoro's been sleeping. Maybe the guy was a little calm because last night he wasn't sure he was going to fly to Singapore to meet Andika.
“I went to the toilet Vell. Wait a minute yes,” Ibas wants to tidy up his appearance so as not to be embarrassed in front of Andika later.
“Then we meet here. I also want to go to the toilet,” replied Vella.
Vella spoke to Ibas on the way. He did not want his nervous father to become more upset.
Just like Endah when Endro brought her here, then Ibas was also surprised why Vella brought herself to the funeral. Knowing Baskoro was shocked, Vella clasped the man's hand.
“We went down yok,” so shocked Baskoro to forget to pay the taxi fare. Vella did it.
“Map can wait for us?” ask Vella to the taxi driver. She was afraid of having trouble finding a taxi to her daddy's apartment.
“Can miss, I will turn on the argo during the wait. So you are calm no need to rush and I also have no loss waiting all day,” said the taxi driver.
Vella gently took Baskoro to her mommy's grave.
“Innalahi …. Baskoro could not continue his sentence, he hugged while crying a headstone bearing the name Andika Larasati lover of his heart. He doesn't believe this is the reality he's going to accept.
“Why is this Dik? Why do you live in Mamas? Why Dik?” Vella sobbed to see her father crying and asked why her mommy was there. Lying in eternity.
Long enough Baskoro cried with regret. Finally he was able to receive it and began to read out the letters he sent to his lover's spirit.
“How did you know he was here?” ask Baskoro lirih.
“Because I am her daughter,” said Vella with a lowered head.
“Yes Well, I'm Dad's son and mommy,” says Vella.
“Im sorry Dad. I didn't know your mommy was keeping you. I'm sorry I ever intended to ask you to be aborted. But by the time Dad regained consciousness and searched for your mommy, he had already disappeared.” Baskoro hugged Vella tightly and kissed the top of her daughter's head.
“Dad knows until the end of the exam you are still in your stomach. Because he never ditched a single day. If he had dropped you, he would have had to rest for at least two days. And again the morning sickness that I experienced is still continuing until you are four months old at the age of mommy,” Baskoro tells his belief that Dika has not aborted her pregnancy when she was busy looking for the girl.
“Nothing to forgive. That was my life line,” said Vella.
“Mom, Mora said yes, daddy said hello to mommy. Happy always there yes mom,” Vella whispered as if Laras heard her words.
‘Endro know I'm here? He's very kind. I'm happy that Dika has protection from her. And our son Vella got a family who loved him very much,’ Baskoro heard the words Vella who clearly mentioned Endro knew that his daughter would be grieving Andika.
“We went to daddy's house. I'll tell you about mommy since I parted ways with Dad. Can I call you Dad? Or want another call?” ask Vella. He mentioned the address of his daddy's apartment to the taxi driver.
“Call DAD only. Same with your sister Laras. He also called Father to me,” Baskoro said as he hugged his daughter tightly. He had no idea he had a seventeen-year-old daughter.
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