Wedding Trap By Mr. Introverts
Chapter 123

"Why see me like that?" andra asked Rio.

"Your daughter is similar to you, sir," Rio said lyingly.

"Hahaha, a lot of people say that. But, it's all lies. In the likeness of his mother" Andra said.

Rio just smiled thinly. Does Kyara's mother look like Elvan? I don't know, he doesn't want to be confused about it.

"Yes, we're going home, huh? It's late afternoon," Andra asked. Though unwilling, Kyara finally nodded obediently.

Kyara immediately hugged Elvan to say goodbye, "Kya go home first, uncle hancem!" said it.

In Kyara's embrace, Elvan's feelings instantly warm up for no reason. He could only remain silent, but his instinct stimulated his hand to rub the child's back.

"Come, baby!" Andra extended her hand.

There was a sense of unwillingness in Elvan as Kyara took off her embrace. She can only smile thinly when Kyara walks away waving her left hand, while her right hand is led by Andra.

"Yes, next time if it's the same stranger, can't hug, huh? Later if mama finds out, mama is angry," Andra advises Kyara. Fortunately, there was no Vada there. If the woman knows Kyara hugs her client, she might spray her.

"The mother's fierce, another liar! Children do not look the same as their papa in saying similar. It even resembles a young master," chirped Rio who heard Andra's speech faintly.

Elvan turned his head, fixed his assistant sharply, "Take care of what you say!" ujarn. Although actually in his heart he justifies what his assistant said.

After Andra's car leaves, Elvan also intends to leave the place.

"What's this?" elvan's inner self when his foot accidentally kicked something. He crouched down and picked up something that turned out to be a doll.

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Andra and Kyara arrive at the cafe ahead of Maghrib.

"Thank you, Ndra. Sorry to always take care of you" said Vada.

"Don't talk like that. Kyara is also my son" Andra said.

"I mean, I've looked at Kya like my son" Andra said quickly.

Vada knew what the good man in front of him meant, "I'm sorry, Ndra. I can't yet..."

"No, I'll wait, until you're ready, Sha. I know, you must still be traumatized by your previous marriage. I just want you to know, I'm serious about taking Kya as my son. And I make sure I will not be a husband like your ex, who will let you hard and suffer while pregnant with his child" said Andra.

Vada was stunned, for some reason he disagreed with Andra's accusations. Because that man doesn't know the truth, "You don't know the truth, Ndra. Destiny makes us have to be like this, "inner Vada.

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Nightfall....

Vada just made some milk for Kyara. The boy immediately drank up the toilet. Afterwards, the boy asked his mother to read him a fairy tale.

Kyara crawled up to the bed, at the tail end of Vada who had just placed the glass on the nightstand.

"You want a fairy tale, huh?" ask Vada.

"No, shekalang replace Kya the celita. Dengelin mom!" kyara.

"Well, what story does Kya have?" Vada rubs and kisses Kyara on the top of her head.

"Kya, meet papa!" said the boy who had been thinking since this afternoon wanted to tell the story to his mother.

"Yes, Kya had indeed met ompapa," "sahut Vada.

" No, mama! Not ompapa. But, Pa-pa!"

The deg!

Vada is shocked until he changes position from sleeping next to Kyara to sitting. Kyara got up and sat down. He was cross-legged in front of Vada.

" How did Kya say that?" search Vada.

"Mom, papa Kya milip syama Kya. Kya met Uncle Kya, " Apparently, when he met Elvan, the boy caught something his mother always said.

"Honey, similar doesn't mean it's Papa Kya," Vada tried to explain, because it's impossible if Kyara meets Elvan, he thought.

Vada sighed deeply, "Papa Kya is far away. There's no way papa's here, baby,"

"Papa's coming home, papa's meeting Kya. Kya wants papa, mama," whined Kyara.

"It has ompapa. Kya wants to be Papa Kya?"

Kyara shook her head, "Kya wants Kya's father, not ompapa. Syuka uncle hancem. Kya wants papa..." Kyara started to whine even her eyes were already glazed over.

"Uncle hancem same Kayak Kya, mama says Kya milip papa....Kya peyuk papa earlier, Kya play shama papa. Kya kayang . Kya csayang!" and those tears are no longer stifled.

Vada immediately held his daughter, "Yes, papa kya is also sayng the same Kya," he said. Her heart breaks hearing Kyara whining and even crying for thinking of a foreign man as her father.

"Come, mama. We're cali papa!" Kyara

Pulling the tip of Vada's pajamas.

"Yes, tomorrow yes, baby. It's night now. Kya must be bobo," said Vada trying hard not to shed tears.

"Later papa kebuku pelgi! Go mama!"

"Dengerin mama first, Kya if you want to meet papa must be a good father. Good boys can't bobo night-night. Now Kya bobo first. Tomorrow's just looking for her papa," Vada hopes that after going to bed, Kya will forget about this.

Kyara nodded obediently, "Kya wants bobo, bial papa kayang Kya. Kya wants mothy!" His beloved doll was able to divert his whimper about papa.

The doll? Since this afternoon, Vada had not seen that thing with Kyara. Wherever the boy went, the doll he knitted himself was never absent along with Kyara.

" Kya wants a mothy, mama. Where's mothy?" Kyara would not be able to sleep without her dolls. Maybe from earlier he slightly forgot the doll named Mothy because he enthusiastically wanted a story about his resemblance to a man who disturbed his mind.

Vada tries to find Mothy in every corner of the apartment. But I didn't meet either. Kyara is crying

Kejer's looking for the doll.

"Mana mothy, mom. Mothy's been kidnapped! Kya wants mothy! kacian mothy is kidnapped by evil. Mothy nanyi scared, kya kayang mothy. Mothy's been kidnapped!"

Of course Vada is confused to calm Kyara down. Papa's thing is done, now glistening doll. Vada breathed deeply. He took his phone and called Andra.

" Hello, Ndra! "

" Yes, Sha. Wh why? Pangolin? Just met earlier, "Andra joked.

"Ck, it's not like that. That's Kya nangis nyari doll. Mothy is the same you aren't?" ask Vada lngsung.

"No, it's a coincidence I'm still in the car going home. Have you been looking?"

"Udah, though,. I'm looking everywhere I don't see you,"

"Maybe left behind when I meet earlier, let me look there. I turn around now," Andra who knows that the doll is Kyara's favorite doll because since the baby, it's always on Kyara's side so panic.

Vada. Apparently Kyara had fallen asleep tired of crying over Mothy.

"Well, if it doesn't exist, Ndra. You will do it tomorrow. His kya is also sleeping now," said Vada.

"All right then. You're also quick to take a break, it's late at night,"

"Hem, you're also careful" Vada replied before the call ended.

Vada confirms Kyara's sleeping position. Not forgetting that she covered her little daughter. He remembered Kyara's words again, whether the child's longing for the figure of his father to recognize a foreign man as his father.

Vada stroked Kyara's cheeks gently. Without feeling her tears just fall. Not because he missed that guy, right. But, seeing her daughter whining and crying asking to find her papa that cut her heart. Kyara's first time like this. Vada thought that her role as the second mother of the father was enough for Kyara.

Never before will it get to the point where Kyara questions her father like that. Whining and even crying. The highlight of his eyes was so implied a deep longing for the figure.

Vada recalls making a video call this afternoon where he saw the back of the man Kyara referred to as 'papa'.

"There's no way it's him... There's no way he's here" he murmured aside his own thoughts.

Vada kissed Kyara on the forehead, "Sorry mom, baby," She didn't want to lie to Kyara about her father by saying that her father was working away, but he also could not tell the truth to the princess who was too small to understand the cruelty of life.

" I've tried to be the best for our son, Bang. Being a mother and father to her. But, he still questioned your existence. The bigger, surely Kya will be more sensitive to this. I should how?" he murmured in the heart.

Yeah, three more years Vada fought alone. Containing until childbirth he bore all his own. Anxiety and fear of how the baby was born imperfect because of his ignorance of the blood bond between him and Elvan.

How grateful he was when his little daughter was born perfectly healthy without any shortage. Even that child had now grown into a bright and cheerful little girl. One thing he was unceasingly grateful for.

His fears and worries had all along been going out as time went on. Change with a new fear, and it just happened. Now maybe Vada can still continue to lie to Kyara, but the bigger it gets, of course the child will be more suspicious, maybe even will find out for himself the truth.