Your Spirit from the Water of My Eyes
Chapters 115. The Truth that Shakes the Soul.
Finally Ayun and Abbas left the hospital to the cafe which was not far from the place, even just need to walk then they have arrived.
"What do you want to drink, Ayun? Let me order," Abbas bargained as they sat in the corner.
Swing then mentioned the drink he wanted to order to Abbas, not long ago came the waiter who approached them to record the menu of orders.
"So, what do you want to talk about, sir?" ask Ayun when their order is presented on the table.
Abbas looked at Ayun with a glare when he heard the woman's question. "Before, I'm sorry if what I'm going to say will surprise you. Also sorry that I was late in telling you all this." He spoke softly with both eyes hanging overcast.
The anxiety and confusion that Ayun has felt since, is now getting bigger. However, he still nodded his head.
"It's okay, sir. Just tell me what you want to say, I'm ready to hear it," Swing replied.
Abbas took a deep breath before telling the truth, then exhaled slowly and hoped that Ayun would not be surprised to learn of their relationship.
"Dad, actually, you're actually my real daughter."
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Ayun's body suddenly became stiff with both eyes perfectly rounded when he heard Abbas's words. He felt so shocked that he did not understand what the middle-aged man was really saying.
"What do you mean?" Swing asked stuttering, his body trembling violently with jats pounding.
Abbas lowered his head in a guilty feeling. "Sorry, Swing. I'm sorry papa, I really don't mean to surprise you like this, but you really are my real daughter. I, I am your father."
Ayun's two pupils widened with a look of disbelief at what Abbas said. What exactly did that middle-aged man mean? Why would Abbas say he was his son?
Abbas then began to tell what happened between him and Hasna, and finally made the woman pregnant and gave birth to Ayun.
Swing shook his head in disbelief. Both of his hands clenched firmly, with tears falling down his face.
"Sorry, Swing. Forgive Papa." Lirih Abbas, having finished telling me everything.
Swing immediately stood up from his seat with a sharp look. "No, that, that can't happen." He shook his ship in disbelief. How could he and Abbas be father and son?
"Dragon. That, that's right, son. Forgive papa." Lirih Abbas's. He walked up from the chair while staring at Ayun with sadness.
Swing shook his head with tears that were already flowing. He quickly snatched his bag and passed away from the place.
"Tu-wait, Swing!" Abbas screamed in shock at the sight of Ayun's departure, quickly following the woman's move. However, he accidentally collided with a waiter who was carrying food and drinks.
The sound of plates and glasses falling on the floor echoed in the place, making everyone turn their head straight towards them.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it" said Abbas, who felt guilty about hitting the maid. He then looked towards Ayun leaving, and no longer saw the whereabouts of the woman.
Swing accelerated his footsteps with a blurry look, because since then the water did not stop flowing from his two eyes.
"No, that's not possible." Ayun really did not believe what Abbas said. "Why, why is he my real father?" His steps stopped because he could no longer hold his weight, because since then both his legs had been shaking.
Ayun's hand held on to the wall tightly so as not to fall down, she sobbed softly because of the reality she had just known at the moment. How could all this happen to her?
"What kind of truth have you given me, O God? Why, why is it all like this?" Swing squatted his body with a sobbing. He was banging his chest which was painful and tight. Indeed, all this shocked him so much that he could not react to anything in the face of Abbas.
Swing drowned his head between his legs with a cry that never receded. Sick, and tired of it when a lot of problems come on, and when one by one the problems he managed to solve, why does God still give new problems for him?
"O Allah, I am Your weak servant. Please don't keep testing me like this, God. I can't afford it." Lirih Ayun's.
Ayun's soul was really shaken to find the fact that the father who had been caring for her, and raising her was not his real father. Why, why didn't his mother ever talk about this? Why is he hiding it?
"Mother, why, Mom? Why is all this happening? I, am the son of Mr Abbas?" Ayun's heart felt very sick when saying it. Then, he suddenly recalled the events in the past when he and Evan were about to get married.
"Is that why you can't marry me?" muttered Ayun with a soft. She remembers her late father coming to her the night before the wedding, and the late father said he was nervous and unable to marry her in person. That is why it is represented by the judge at the time of the agreement.
"Dad." The swing that had been squatting was now sitting limp on the ground. Did his father know from the beginning that he was someone else's son? Well, his dad must know about all that. That's why the father couldn't get her married just yet, and was looking for an excuse to keep her from feeling suspicious.
All the truth that Abbas told Ayun really made his emotions explode. Questions ran through her head, especially for the mother who had kept all this truth a secret.
"No, I can't ask my mom. I don't want any problems with the operation" Ayun said softly. Her chest felt increasingly claustrophobic because she could not ask him directly with her mother, and now she did not know what to do.
"Sorry, why are you crying here?"
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Tbc.