
Author POV.
Time showed at seven o'clock in the evening, a man still wearing his full suit, with a worried look on his face immediately got out of his car with long steps the man entered the house. but when he was on the doorstep of the main, the man whose full name is Gunawan Wicaksono, was shocked half to death when he watched his only child watching a television channel with a comedy show, sometimes his favorite girl laughed freely, something that had never happened before, if he had not persuaded his favorite daughter when her desire was not fulfilled.
"Dear." Gunawan stepped closer to his daughter who was busy watching TV, how surprised Mr. Gunawan when he saw his daughter did not seem to snack at all, even the girl who was now almost fifteen years old immediately rushed into his arms.
"Dad, Arista misses dad." The man who was now three heads immediately returned his daughter's embrace while stroking the top of Arista's head.
"Father also miss you son, sorry this afternoon I did not have time to tell Rista, when I was about to go abroad" said the man felt guilty.
"No problem dad." the girl let go of his embrace and looked up at the father.
"Father, from tomorrow Rista wants to go back to school." hearing his daughter's request further makes the man confused, although Gunawan was actually very happy to hear the request of his daughter. considering that it had been a year his daughter was close to shutting herself from the outside world, even so that her daughter did not miss the lesson she had to do home schooling for Arista.
"Of course, dear, from tomorrow I will take you back to school." Despite the drastic changes of his daughter, Gunawan is currently very happy. the happiness now felt by the man even more than when he signed a contract of cooperation with the value of billions of rupiah with one of his business partners.
While madam Lena who was standing not far away was staring at haru towards the two.
"If Rista sleeps first father, let tomorrow not be late to go to school." with a beaming face series Arista spoke, until his father who is now standing in front of him also immediately nodded.
"Yes dear." said Mr. Gunawan.
After Arista passed towards her room, Lady Lena then approached her son.
Madam Lena could only smile when she saw the look on her son's questionable face.
"There is nothing wrong with you re-opening your heart to other women, do not be too selfish.remember, there is Arista who still needs the figure of a mother." her mother's speech made the man directly massage his forehead, to relieve his headache from the mother's question.
"Mom, we should talk about this next time, I'm so tired today." Use's answer is always the same if his mother has discussed in that direction.
Gunawan then went to his room by climbing the stairs, although in his house there is an elevator but Gunawan prefers to use the manual stairs, with the reason of supporting health, but Gunawan prefers to use the stairs, better according to the man who still looks handsome and handsome despite his age of thirty-seven years, and has a girl who has grown up.
In a main room on the third floor of the classic luxury house Gunawan lay his body on the bed, while staring at the sky of his room. for a moment the man closed his eyes, before opening them again.
"Why did you leave me and our dear daughter so soon?? do you miss me and Arista as much as I and Arista always miss you Rahma." unknowingly the man who always seemed to be full of authority in front of all those people, shed tears when he remembered the late wife, who died a year ago from a single accident that experienced by the woman.
Maybe because of fatigue due to back and forth of the homeland in a day, Gunawan who is still wearing his work clothes was asleep.
In his sleep the man dreamed of meeting his late wife, who smiled sweetly at him, but as Gunawan stepped closer to his wife, the figure quickly disappeared behind the white light. the light that Gunawan himself did not know, a light that was even very blinding to the eye until he could no longer see the figure of the wife.
"Rahma don't leave my dear!!" Gunawan called his wife's name before he woke up.
"It turns out this is just a dream" said Gunawan while rubbing his face rough, hoping that the incident was not a dream, where he could meet again with the figure of the woman he loved so much.
Gunawan immediately got out of bed when he saw the clock on the wall in his room showing at eleven o'clock in the evening, the man then passed to the bathroom before returning to busy himself with work. because if he wakes up at this hour, it will be difficult for the man to close his eyes again, because the figure of the woman who has given him a princess continues to dance in his memory.
Until three in the morning, Gunawan returned to the room because he began to feel sleepy.
The next day Arista went to his old school with his father, while walking with both of them did not look like father and son, mr. Gunawan looks like an older brother who is delivering his youngest brother to school.
"Thank you dad, sorry if all this time Rista always makes dad sad, Rista has also been a lot of trouble for dad with Arista's attitude that likes to be careless." hearing his daughter's sentence made the man rub the top of his daughter's head while saying.
"Never talk like that, son, you are the daughter of the father, it is the duty of the father to always take care of and protect you dear" said Gunawan while gently rubbing the top of his daughter's head, before the girl passes into her class, for the first time the girl returns to school after her mother's death.
After seeing his daughter enter the Gunawan class, he left Rista's school, and continued his journey to his company.
As usual, the leader figure has always been the center of attention of almost all employees.has a handsome face, ideal posture in addition to his status as a widower, not a few employees in the company deliberately sought Gunawan's attention, but until this moment no one was able to conquer the man's cold attitude, let alone be able to conquer the cold man, hoping to get a view of the man alone is like a hump that misses the moon.
Up to the man entered a room located on the twenty-floor, a room whose door was inscribed with the leader's room.
Gunawan deliberately leaned his back on the back of his great chair while recalling the words of his daughter a few days ago, when the girl returned from the beach with her grandmother and several bodyguards were deliberately ordered Gunawan to escort her wherever her daughter went.