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Anwar and Daisy go through a hot night together at the Daisy hotel. "Mas, I'm afraid after this I'll get pregnant" Daisy said.
"If this is the way I want to marry you soon."
Daisy was very happy to hear Anwar's words. "Thank you, Mum. Don't be afraid to face papa. We'll face it together." Anwar agreed. But in his heart, Anwar was unsure.
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Daisy grabbed her phone. "From papa," said Daisy.
"Hallo, Pa."
"How's the business there?" ask Devon.
"Faith, Pa. Me and Mas Anwar are done here."
"Why don't you go straight home? Where's Anwar?" ask Devon.
"Mas Anwar is in his room. I'm home tomorrow, Pa. Today there were no flight tickets" Daisy said. He was nervous to answer.
Devon hung up the phone. "Fhuf, thank goodness. I'm afraid of getting caught by papa" said Daisy.
"Tomorrow we take the morning flight" Anwar said.
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"How, Pa? When's Daisy coming home?" ask Mama Cindy.
"Tomorrow, Ma. Tonight he didn't get a ticket" replied Devon.
"Oh yeah, how's Lisa doing, Pa?" ask Mama Cindy. He suddenly remembered the woman.
"She's divorced from her husband" replied Devon.
Mama Cindy frowned. "When did you meet him?"
"A while ago. He called me and called me somewhere. But Mama don't misunderstand me first. He just wanted to thank me for helping him all along. That's it," said Devon. She hopes Cindy isn't upset that she and Lisa met without her knowledge.
"Where does he live now? Don't tell me papa doesn't know?"
"He lives in an orphanage. He said he wanted to devote the rest of his life to taking care of the orphanage's children. You don't remember if she couldn't have children because her uterus was removed?"
Cindy nodded. "I'm really sorry but I don't want him back in my life either. I'm traumatized because she was once a thorn in our marriage."
Devon clasped Cindy's hand. "I'm sorry, I've done you wrong" Devon said softly. Mama Cindy must have been devastated to hear Devon's confession.
"I'm lucky to have a wife like you, Ma" Devon said.
"Ehem."
Cello cleared his throat when he and Fara wanted to join. Devon and his wife looked over. "Can we join?" ask Cello.
"Of course, Bang."
Fara hugged her mother-in-law. "I'm proud to have in-laws like you who still look friendly at a long marriage. What's the secret, Pa, Ma?" fara asked as she looked at Devon and Cindy alternately.
"Of course because we trust each other" replied Mama Cindy.
"Tonight we're going back to the apartment, Ma. Tomorrow Fara will have to go back to college" Cello said.
"Alright, but remember Fara don't be too tired. Cello you better find a housekeeper so that Fara doesn't do everything alone." Mama Cindy gave the advice to her son.
"Yes, Ma. Tomorrow I'll ask Anwar to help me find a housekeeper."
"When don't you depend on him?" ledek Devon's. Cello shrugged his shoulders.
"Maybe if she's finger married to Daisy," said Cello. Devon immediately gave a sharp look to his son.
"I think there's someone more worthy than him." Devon got up from his seat and went into the room.
"Do you know why you hate Anwar so much?" ask Cello.
"Maybe papa just wants the best for Daisy" said Mama Cindy.
"I hope papa doesn't view matter as where he treats me, Ma." Fara also feels that she used to be nothing but Devon is willing to accept her.
"Then we go home first, Ma," said Cello.
Mama Cindy drove her son and daughter-in-law to the front of the house. After that, Mama Cindy went into her room.
"Pa, Mama wants to talk."
"What's up, Ma?" ask Mama Cindy.
"Is it true that you don't like Anwar and Daisy's relationship? Why?" Mama Cindy wants to know why her husband doesn't like Anwar.
"I just want Daisy to get a better man than Anwar."
"Do you intend to match Daisy again? I'm afraid he's hurt again, Pa. Like it was at that time."
"Pa, try to accept what Daisy's choice is. He knows better what is best for himself. We don't have the right to rule Daisy's life because she's the one who lives it."
Papa Devon pondered on the wife's words. He does regret it when Devon fails to match Daisy to his chosen one. So will Papa Devon repeat his deed?