HANDSOME RENTERNIR FOR SOYA
Chapter 85. Seven Years Later

The long journey that Soya went through finally found a new chapter in his life. Settling and living in a new environment makes Soya more focused on educating Diandra with her aunt. Diandra is now seven years old and her closeness to Hazal, a man who often helps her, makes Soya even more worried. Diandra keeps calling him Dad even though Soya always forbids him and Hazal and Namira the wife don't mind.

"Dad ...." Shouted Diandra loudly when he saw Hazal's arrival.

Hazal and Namira immediately hunt down Diandra's racket. There is a pleasure in seeing scenes that often occur. Soya always smiles and shakes when this scene often happens.

"Hem .. beautiful girl," Hazal said as she continued to kiss Diandra's face.

"Dadra kangen" Diandra's great-grandson was spoiled and clinging to Hazal's arms.

"Em .. Namira's mother, ticklish ..." Diandra tries to avoid Namira's clairvoyance.

Their steps stopped when they arrived at the terrace.

Soya immediately smiled and grabbed Diandra's body. "Badly children, always bother Om Hazal," said Soya.

"sorry. Namira if Diandra always acts spoiled to Sister Hazal," said Soya embarrassed.

Namira just behaved as usual do not mind all the attitude of Dianandra little girl who was first close to her husband Hazal. Namira is aware of all the attitudes of Diandra and Hazal, there is a sense of compassion that Namira is trying to understand. "So, Soya I never had a problem with this" Namira said.

"Dad, Mother. Here and there." Diandra pulled the hands of two people who were so amazed.

Namira and Hazal immediately follow Diandra's steps and stop right under the mango tree. Diandra was only silent for a moment but Diandra's attitude changed when she saw something that attracted her neutrality.

"Dad. I see the house, the house has a occupant now," explained Diandra slowly as she glanced at the mother.

"Hem, then what makes Diandra restless?" ask Hazal.

"Diandra is upset, let me see that boy always mocking Diandra has no father and yesterday Diandra stopped the boy." Diandra's story finally.

"Diandra .. Did Diandra really do that?" tanya Namira made sure.

"What a beautiful mother, Diandra is upset," Diandra replied honestly.

Hazal immediately looked towards Namira, not knowing what was on the minds of the two of them. Stare fixedly at the face of the little girl and rub it slowly. Hazal did not think that little Diandra had to experience something unpleasant.

"Dad, why does the boy always make fun of me, saying that Hazal's father isn't Diandra's real father?" ask Diandra.

"Beautiful son, Hazal's father is Diandra's father, now we wait here, prove Hazal's father is Diandra's father, not her beautiful mother," Hazal bargained with Namira's wife.

"Pretty dear, the beautiful mother became curious about the boy who mocked Diandra," Namira explained as she rubbed Diandra's head.

Netra Diandra instantly sparkled her heartily face instantly changing. Slowly Diandra inching off Diandra and Namira's hands. His small steps immediately darted and ran after the new boy out of the yard.

Hazal immediately grabbed the two little children who were in front of him. He sat down and embraced them both. Hazal could only shake his head when he saw these two little children fighting. "Handsome boy, what's your name, son?" ask Hazal lirih.

"Ramon," answered the boy.

"Ramon .. nice name."

"Can Om get acquainted? Introduce me Father Diandra and this is a beautiful mother, Mother Diandra," Hazal said slowly.

"Come, now forgive each other," Hazal said to two small children who stared at each other in dislike.

Hazal could only smile when he saw these two children returning to play. Hazal pulls Namira closer and closer to kissing the head of the wife. "Pity Diandra because of the mistakes of his parents and Diandra should not get this," said Hazal lirih.

Their conversation came to a halt as Soya called them over to let them in. Diandra who heard the mother's voice immediately ran over. The little diandra who was so obedient. "Dad and beautiful mother stay over" whined Diandra.

Hazal could only sigh heavily, staring closely at the netra that was condensing in front of him. "Beautiful son, Beautiful father and mother can't stay overnight. Soya, invite Diandra to play at home so she gets to know the new atmosphere," said Hazal.

"But Brother," replied Soya reluctantly.

"Just come with Aunt Soya, maybe Auntie also misses the new atmosphere" said Hazal again.

Soya could only take a deep breath as if there was the heaviest burden in her life. Soya just does not want everything that is lived calmly will make his life feel heavy. Soya lowered his head and could only play his fingers for a while.

"Soya, you should look at your house and the shop you live in just like that. Soya there is a Grandpa who comes every month just to hear from you. Will you also punish the old grandfather? For the sake of your selfishness, see Diandra Soya, Diandra needs a status, a status that can respect her. Please think about all this" Hazal said.

Soya becomes less and less correct about what Hazal says. So much Soya left everything he had and without wanting to fight first.

Soya repeatedly breathed heavily as if agreeing with all Hazal's words.

"Soya think all this well, Diandra is a descendant who is a big man, I personally do not want to see Diandra in ridicule at least Diandra has a strong bergron for him. I wait for your arrival, don't hide Diandra anymore. I will be the first to support you" Hazal said.

After saying all this Hazal immediately grabbed Namira's hand. "Soya, we just want to see Diandra happy just that's right, baby?" ask Hazal to Namira the wife.

"We went home and deliberately didn't want to say goodbye to Diandra, let her sleep" Hazal said as she passed away.

After Hazal's departure, Soya was so instantly aware and understood all the words of the man she had already considered her brother. Soya's cry broke out in a thousand regrets, regrets that were so late.

"Non, why is Miss crying, what's going on?" ask aunt lirih.

Soya hugged her aunt tightly with her selfishness, without ever asking her what she wanted. Soya feels more guilty for the aunt who is so loyal to him. "Bi .. Please forgive Soya, forgive me for being so selfish. Forgive Soya Bi." Soya's cry became increasingly in the arms of the aunt who was confused by Soya's attitude.