Marrying a Classmate
Ch. 77: Calling Father

Mr. Tirta's hand suddenly trembled holding a piece of paper given by the doctor. The man of Mr. Aji's age raised his face with teary eyes. He stood up, and faced Myria.

“You want to see, Son?” The laboratory test paper was stained, Myria immediately took it with mixed feelings.

How can Myria be calm if all the stories of Mr. Tirta are almost the same as the story of his late mother. The girl could barely sleep while waiting for the results of the DNA test to come out, as long as the loyal Angkasa became a listener as well as a tranquilizer to his grief.

Letter by letter spelled. Myria continued to read down and found the conclusion at the end of the bold. The black iris that used to look clear now began to be covered in clear liquid. Myria stuttered and immediately shut her mouth after knowing all. He raised his face with a sad look.

“You don't want to call me dad?” Mr. Tirta spread his hands while holding tight. Tears on her lower eyelid.

Everyone who heard Mr. Tirta's question was shocked. Even Daniel who used to look always calm and dignified, now can no longer hide the shock.

Myria nodded slowly while wiping the corner of her eyes. His feet began to step forward to head towards Mr. Tirta and ended up hugging when he arrived. “A–father,” said Myria in a soft voice. His eyes could no longer hold back the crying. The girl was stunned in Mr. Tirta's arms. “You're right my father?”

“Of course I'm your father. From the very beginning we met, Dad had a sudden strange feeling. Therefore, I deliberately found out about you, Nak.”

Myria's cry grew louder, even her shoulders went up and down in Mr. Tirta's arms. Who would have thought for decades of living only with her mother, Myria now has a chance to meet the man who should have been her first love since birth.

The space behind Myria breathed a sigh of relief. He smiled faintly and was happy to see his wife find the happiness she had longed for.

Different from Space or Daniel who can still calm down, Friska actually joined in crying. Several times he rubbed his face to remove the tears that fell on his cheeks.

Congratulations, yes, My. Your happiness is more complete now. You have a loving husband and a father who can buy you anything. You will not be lacking anymore.

Seeing his patients hugging each other, the doctor immediately stood up and came out from behind his desk. The man in white went closer and congratulated him.

“I'm very happy with your meeting and your daughter, Mr.”

Myria's embrace slipped off. He retreated while wiping his face. Mr. Tirta rubbed his head full of tenderness.

“Thank you, Doctor, it's been pleasing to me to bother. Even willing to divide the time when other work must be a lot to be completed.”

“Oh, no problem. Patient happiness is important for people like us to keep the spirit of work.”

The doctor's words were again responded with a thank you several times by Mr. Tirta. In fact, not only Mr. Tirta, Myria and Angkasa and Friska also said the same sentence.

Everyone stepped out and out of the doctor's office. Myria, Friska and Angkasa came out first and behind them there was Mr. Tirta in tandem with Daniel.

Along the way to the front door, Myria unceasingly received congratulations and hugs from Friska. His best friend could not hide his happiness.

“Iya, dong. We, right, bestie.” The mouth spoke thus, while the eyes deliberately glanced at the Space that was to the left of Myria. Friska has not lost to prove that she was first present in her best friend's life than Angkasa.

“Are you guys going home?” Just as the main door of the hospital closed after being passed, Mr. Tirta said. The man stared one by one at the young people who were still in high school uniform in front of him.

Myria who was in the middle turned to the right and left. He's nodding. “Iya, Dad. We ...”

“You don't want to have dinner with Dad, son? Yesterday you continued to refuse because you considered me someone else, now I am your father. Are you still so reluctant to accept the offer?”

Myria's lips clenched. Once again he looked at Angkasa and Friska.

Understanding the wife's concern, Angkasa nodded. “Let me call home,” he said give consent.

Myria smiled in response to her husband's words. He turned to Friska. “Fris, follow, yes.”

“Eh, but this wants magrib. I could get Mom's nagging.”

“Let me call Aunt, Fris.”

“Iya, I help you talk to you.” Space coaxed his wife's friend to want.

“Ya, already. Yes, deh.”

Myria's smile grew wider. Her happiness this afternoon was spilling over as if forgetting to ever get hurt. The girl finally followed Mr. Tirta to a restaurant.

The car drove slowly to the nearest restaurant. However, not yet arrived, azan magrib had reverberated. Myria asked to stop by the mosque first and will only continue the journey after this.

The three high school kids in the back are getting ready to go down. At the very end of the space already opened the door and descended slowly so that his arm did not hit anything. Suture sores start to dry, but the pain sometimes whacks when the hand accidentally presses something.

Space, Myria and Friska have been tracking the earth completely. They entered immediately before the prayer began. However, something is awkward. Myria did not see the two men at the front door coming down.

The girl approached, then knocked on the door of the car where Mr. Tirta was sitting. When the window glass was lowered completely, he asked, “Dad, did Dad not go down?”

Mr. Tirta smiled at Myria's question. “No. I'll wait for you here.”

Myria's two eyebrows were raised. Of course he wondered why Mr. Tirta replied no. Bad thoughts began to approach, his heart suddenly worried. In order to shake off the curiosity, she asked carefully again. “Ke–why didn't Dad come?”

“Daddy is different belief with you.”