When Destiny Re-Picks
The Regrets Too Late

"Nico .. just got home?"

Mita has been waiting for her son. Now, it's late and Nico's just back.

"Naico!" Mita tries to follow Nico who ignores her.

"Nico, stop!" mita shouted, completely stopping Nico's footsteps.

The man turned around, staring at the face of his mother who was no longer young. Involved the face was a little wrinkled fatigue and inedible age.

"What's wrong?" flatly.

"Roby said today wasn't so busy, then why did you come home late?"

It's Nico's habit to come home late at night. Busy or not, it will be. Mita felt neglected. It was as if he could see the distance Nico had made for him. His obedient son has changed. He no longer knew Nico as he used to.

"I'm an adult, Mama. I'm busy anyway," he replied, not caring, leaving his mother just to go to the room.

"Naico!" Again, the call was simply ignored by him. Mita's tears spread out, she leaned against the big wall. Wailed.

Time goes by so fast, it changes many people around him, including his own son. If he could, he wanted to turn his time back to the past so that this regret never existed.

"We want the heir of a proper woman, not a girl like you! Even if the baby is a boy, he is still a child born from the womb of a cheap girl, not worthy of the name Abraham!" Mita pressed down on every single one of her words in front of the girl who had never even fought against her.

"You're right, Madam. This child will remain my son, with or without Abraham's name behind him. I promise my Lord and my blood that in the future no one will call my son your grandson, not even my son will dare to call you Oma." For the first time, Mita hears the girl defending herself. And at that very moment Mita felt another feeling in her heart trying to rebel.

Only he knew this big news. Find out if the teenage girl who just turned 18 years old was pregnant with her son's child. But his ego is so high. All he wanted was a son-in-law from a distinguished family who was in harmony with them.

As for Diandra, only girls without families are not clear of their origins. He considers if Dian is just a cheap girl who wants the rank and wealth to trap her son with his game.

If Mita wants to try to accept, one time Mita wants to see clear eyes that radiate sincerity, then something like this will never happen. Mita was blinded by power.

When that regret came, he tried to fix it. However, when the truth reached his son's ears, the man was enraged. But unfortunately it was too late, the girl and her future child disappeared like they were swallowed by the earth.

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Flashbacks ....

"You're officially divorced."

When the final decision was heard, that was when the smile of victory was imprinted on some people. Mita and the beautiful woman next to her embrace each other to release relief.

Nico himself did not understand himself. Shouldn't he be happy? Why see that pale face of Nico being doubtful? Diandra did not budge, he just stared straight ahead.

Today, the two officially divorced. Their relationship is no longer husband and wife, but two people who have decided to separate. Even so, Nico remained in charge by giving the girl rights like the initial agreement. At least he was calm, Dian can still live well without him.

"May ..." Nico touched the girl's shoulder. Dian gasped in surprise and immediately looked over. "Yes?" the answer.

"You okay?" The man was about to touch Dian's forehead, but was immediately pushed aside by the master.

Nico notices Dian's condition is not as usual behind this. His face was pale, like a lack of energy. Is that girl sick?

"I'm fine." Dian smiled.

Nico can't believe it. During his 6 months of living together, he knew little about the nature of this girl. "I'll accompany you to the hospital" he broke up.

"No!" Dian suddenly stood up, restraining the man's movements. Nico could see the panic on that pretty face.

As she was leaving, Dian held her hand. Just for a moment, the girl took it back off. "Nic ... accompany me to a meal, can you?" tanya Dian hesitated.

Nico nodded. "Come on."

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Nico continued to pay attention to Diandra who was eating voraciously. Behind this too Dian eats very little, sometimes regurgitating his food. It was not the first time Nico wanted to take her to the doctor, he often wanted to do, but Dian always refused and said fine.

"Keep like this later. You're so skinny. Eat and take good care of yourself." He rubbed the girl's head. Dian stopped his hand feed. He was silent looking at her. Nico had no idea what this girl was thinking.

"Nlc ...."

"Yes?"

"You'll be happy after this, right?" Dian looked at Nico inside.

"Of course."

"Goodoo. May you be happy. We'll pray for you from afar."

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Nico stared at the nanar of a small object that revealed a black and white image that he always kept and looked at. There is something very small shaped like a bean. Not just one, but two.

In the past he did not understand the meaning of the word 'we' uttered by Diandra. He was also unaware of his new behavior and habits. The pregnancy hormones must be bothering the girl, but she's not even there!

Diandra was just fighting alone.

Only the picture became his spirit when he began to get tired of the situation. They don't want to give up, they have to be found. Not only the two small creatures, but also the girl he had been paying attention to.

It is true, we will only feel the loss after the person leaves. His whereabouts used to be considered not so important, but after leaving, he realized that his life had depended on the girl.

He stood up, opened the nightstand drawer, then took a small figura that he always took care of with the small picture. There was a sweet face that he missed the most was smiling there. He hugged the two objects while lying closed his eyes, as if they were there, in his arms.

"Nic ... What if I'm pregnant?"

"No, it was an accident. Only once can't make you pregnant."

"If it were?"

"I'll take good care of him with Melly."

Nico's tears flow out as past memories emerge. How foolish he was not to realize the sad face that was always hidden behind his smile. The girl must have been in pain every time she held her heart. Pretending to be happy is torturing yourself.

Though fate had chosen her the best woman, yet she foolishly let go willingly.

I'm sorry, Dian. Forgive Papa, Son.

Only a cry of regret could he shed each night. How much he suffered in his own fault. If fate is willing, he willingly begs and prostrates that fate chooses Diandra again to be his destiny.

I love you ... Diandra Selena's.

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