A choice!!
05
"sorry dear father can't take care of you" said Mr. Erik in tears.
" But Mama's gone"Reply Dinda hugged her father tightly.
Mr. Erik was only speechless to see his hit Dinda on the departure of his mother.
Mr. Anton and doctor Radit who saw both his sad over the departure of his boss' mother and the mother of the patient.
Doctor Radit who could not bear to see the two straight out of the room in order to calm his mind.
"Sir should we take care of the body of Mother, Pak Pak Anton said to his boss. "Please take care of everything with the other children" said Mr. Erik told Anton his private secretary.
" Good boss, I'll take care of it" replied Mr. Anton out of the room.
After the funeral, Dinda continued to cry, Bi Ina who carried Dinda on so as not to fall because the current state of Dinda is very weak.
Mr. Erik used sunglasses so as not to see the view of people to Mr. Erik who beragis .
after the funeral, Mama's family and Dinda also returned home.
at this time Dinda was in the room always remembering her mother made her cry even more. "Who is that guy? why did he kill my mother? what's my parents' fault? " Inner Dinda who keeps wondering.
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2 Years later
Dinda has graduated from college, now she works at her father's company. Dinda more and more beautiful days, make all the people of Adam enamored of his beauty.how not to be captivated, how not to be captivated,Dinda was very happy to all employees in the office so that the OB and Security handyman also he always greeted .
Ting...
the elevator opens and Dinda exits the elevator to her room. He served as the President Director of his father's . Actually, Dinda did not want to occupy the position because more and more Dinda did not like working in the office because Dinda wanted to continue her hobby of making cakes. Since the departure of her mother Dinda prefers her solitude and every day she makes cakes and she plans to open a cake shop.
When it was late afternoon, Dinda also tidied up the table and her bag to get ready to go home.
drett...
" Hello" said Dinda
" Hello Din, you still know me, right?" reply to the person who called.
" Who is it? I do not know "answered Dinda who still thinks because so far she has never given her HP number to just anyone because she is still traumatized by new people who approach her.
" Ihhh.. It's really hard for you, cook that fast you forget me" she replied back with a frustrated voice made her.
" i didn't know you over the phone but if I met maybe I could get to know him" Dinda replied back.
"ahhhh I don't want to meet you, cook yes over the phone you don't know me" he replied with a slightly upset tone but just pura pura.
" hmm... Now you answer me honestly whose name is and help you don't make me guess?" ask Dinda and be a little firm on her question.
" My name is Dea, do you remember ? " ask Dea balek. " Jeez Dea.sorry I don't know your voice because your voice is different now" said Dinda in a low tone. " Yes ngak papa Din now you quickly go home I have been waiting for a long time" said Dea immediately turned off their phone.
