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Story Ditya-2

Lara

I listened to all the stories Ditya said with a calm mind and could accept it. What he said was honest. I can read from her eyes.

Every now and then Ditya stopped telling stories and continued eating them voraciously. It seems like he has not eaten so well in a long time. I also enjoy the chicken noodles that I have not eaten for a long time.

"I'm beginning to realize the difference in you. Sometimes I feel like you're like Agni. Sometimes I feel like you're a very fragile Lara and even need my protection. Kayak now this. It seems strong and brave, but you want to be in my arms." Ditya smiled teasing me. All four times he was having a serious story like this teased me.

"It's not you who feels like it. Bima also noticed it. That's why I've been trying to figure out what my dreams have been all along. You and Bima made me realize that there was another side in me that I didn't know myself,"

"Honestly, I haven't eaten seafood in a long time. Because seafood is my mother's favorite food. I always feel sad when I eat seafood. But ever since I killed myself, I've loved seafood. Then many other changes happened to me, one of which is no longer need to wear glasses. Bima said, I have to find out why I changed and why I keep dreaming the same. Dream about a ring embedded in the back of the Panti. I went to the orphanage and I wanted to prove myself, whether the dream that had been present accompanying my nights was real or just a sleeping flower. It turns out to be true." The chicken noodles I ate were gone. I really miss this chicken noodle.

"So that's why you often come to the Panti? Want to find out the truth of your dream?" ditya asked while looking at me fixedly and seriously.

"Especially not. I feel like the place is like my own home. I love the kids there and I feel comfortable. I'm not lonely and I don't have to meet a fake family who always hurt me. I started to find out about Panti since the dream about you and Agni burying the ring started to bother me and my nature started to become more and more unknown to me. I don't want to be like someone who lives with multiple personalities, which is why I proved it. That was the beginning of a big fight and all the misunderstandings that happened. "

Ditya breathed. He kept away the finished chicken noodle bowl he ate and drank his cold tea. "Yes... My fault. I have also been so bad thinking about you. As a husband, I should have asked you what your problem was. Not just marrying you but not knowing how you feel."

"There's something I still want to ask you" I said. "Why aren't you being honest with me about your status that isn't the Kusuma Family's biological child?! In fact, in one look I already know your faces do not look alike at all!"

Ditya even laughed. Then his gaze began to look like he wanted to tease me again. "Why? I'm a handsome guy, right? Not like Papa who is getting old and kisut?!" He laughed at the jokes he made himself.

"Yes, that's handsome. Hurry and answer! I can't stay in this chicken noodle place for long. We have to get back to work!"

"Not thinking about work! I have been working full time in the company. I'll tell my secretary, we're meeting outside." Ditya then took out her HP and called her secretary.

I waited until Ditya finished his conversation. "So you said, why didn't I say I was an adopted child? Honestly, I don't want our wedding plans to fail. I don't want you to be embarrassed to have a husband who turns out to be a Panti resident, no parents. I don't want to lose you. That's why I hid my status. I'm willing to do it to get you. The only reckless thing I did was because of you!"

What Ditya said makes sense. I just nodded as if confirming all of his words. "Then, now replace me who asked about you." Ditya's face looked serious again. He looked at me fixedly and with a sharp gaze as if he was looking at the truth of every word I said. "Tell me how you killed yourself, where have you been?"

"Where have you been all this time? I could never find your whereabouts. You are lost in the earth. In fact, Bima also disappeared. What's... Are you married to Bima?"

"How can I get married if you don't sign the divorce papers?!" sindirku. "For a long time Bima and I lived abroad. We create content and walk around while we are there. Bima became ill and died a year later. Om Vishnu arranged everything for me. The money you sent was transferred by Om Vishnu to my account in the Netherlands."

"I think it's hard to find you! Very clever!" grute Ditya. "Do you know why Bima died?"

"Bima died of illness. He lived with one kidney for a long time. I don't know because he's been fine all along. Bima knew her condition would worsen because the donor kidney was always rejected by her body. Bima wants to find my whereabouts, she wants to spend her life with me. Then we accidentally met and were friends until the end of his life."

"Why not tell me? Can I at least help?!"

"There is no need to discuss Bima anymore. Let's go back to the office. I can't stay outside for too long. I just got back to the company and I don't want to be the subject of anyone else's talk."

He agreed, he paid for the food and we went back to the office. I don't know why I feel so sleepy. I slept very well last night but now I'm sleepy?

The comfortable and fragrant Ditya car and the soothing sound of music made me start to close my eyes. I fell asleep and when I opened my eyes I felt like the world was bigger and taller.

I looked around, I was being led by someone. I stared at the beautiful woman with the knee-length dress that pulled my hand.

"Where are you taking me?" my many.

Wait, Mama? This woman is my mother?

Then the beautiful woman stopped and turned around. Because He is very tall from me, He is also crouching. We were so close and I was surprised to find out who this woman was.

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