Papa, I Need A Mama
Episode 9

Hendrawan, astonished why there was a girl sitting at the gate of his house. This, still very early in the morning, he wondered could it be the clerk in his house? Or, other. Immediately, he contacted Alif, using a landline.

" Yes Pa, why ? "

" Daughter, Papa from up here looking, there's a girl wearing a red blazer, she's in front of the gate of our house. He sat down, hugging his body. Mr. Karim, not on duty yet! "

" Oh yeah Pa, it's Jihan or Jamia . But, why did he come so early in the morning! "

" Oh my God, he's my son. Papa wants to see him, let's meet him together ! "

" Come on ! "

Both, take the elevator, and, downstairs. Soon after, Alif, and, Hendrawan went to the gate of the house, and, opening the gate.

" Assalamualaikum, Jihan why did you come so early in the morning ? "

" Wa'alaikumusallam, yes Brother Alif. Em, I'll talk about this after we're in the office! "

" Oh, okay. Uh yes Ji, this is my Papa, Hendrawan Samiaji ! "

Jihan, lower her head.

" Hello, I'm Jihan ! "

Hendrawan, staring at his daughter's face. Meanwhile, Jihan looked at him in wonder.

" Sir, are you okay ? "

The middle-aged man, shook his head in response.

" Papa's okay Ji, you go in first we talk in my workroom before leaving for the office ! "

" Good Brother ! "

Hendrawan, continued to watch his daughter from a distance. It was very desirable for him to embrace his daughter's body. However, the girl will definitely feel uncomfortable. Because, at this moment, he was still unable to reveal the facts.

" Daughter, you're okay Papa's happy. Please forgive Papa, who has not been able to introduce you to the public! " inner Hendrawan.

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" I'm glad my heart, I'll soon have my mom. Nananananana ! "

Aqila, this morning a little humming, she'll have a connecting mother. Jihan, about to marry her Papa Bisma, but the man comes with his disheveled face.

" Papa, how is he alone ? Where's Aqila's mother ? "

Bhishma, approaching her daughter, she aligned her body, and, apologizing to her.

" So, pretty brother doesn't want to marry Papa ? "

" I'm sorry dear Papa, the truth is so! "

Actually, that's not the truth. Bisma, upset, and, disappointed in her lover. Karina, she never wanted to upload their togetherness on social media. The reason, because of him, was afraid that his fans would diminish. Bhishma did not want to be known as a wealthy man, for fear of the many women who modelled on him, and, also his daughter Aqila. During this time, he used the pseudonym Brian Abhimanyu. And, she also never once wanted anyone to interview her, out in the open. Or ask for his picture for privacy reasons.

Aqila looked up at the face of the Father, it turned out that Bhishma's face was so sad. And, Aqila, can't bear to see it. He, stroked his Papa face, who was handsome then hugged his body. Trying, calming Bhishma.

" It seems, Aqila knows, maybe Papa is in too much of a hurry. Look, Pa, if you're after a woman, you have to be nice. Papa right, slapped the cheek of a beautiful sister, that's a bad deed. How could a beautiful sister want to be with Papa? "

Bhishma felt insinuated, when her beloved daughter gave her an advice.

" Papa, have you apologized yet same beautiful sister ? "

Bisma shakes,

" Oh, Papa is stupid ! "

" Geez, son, are you talking like that? Not good, baby ! "

The goddess, grandmother of Aqila, who had just come to advise the daughter of Bhishma.

" Yes Grandma, the end of Papa still has not apologized to the beautiful sister. How can a beautiful sister want to be with Papa, if I'm sorry yet? "

" It is true what your son Bhishma said. You should have apologized to that girl ! "

" Well, I'll apologize to him later! "

" Good then! "

" Papa, Grandma, Aqila want to teach English first. That, Gladys' mother has come! "

Aqila, greeting the two parents, she approached her private tutor, and took him upstairs.

" What, you seriously want to make her the wife of Nak ? "

" Just one year, because, I will marry Karina Ma ! "

" Oh, so you want to make a deal? "

" Right Ma, I'll give her whatever she wants. As long as she wants to be my wife! "

" Yes whatever if that is already your wish ! "

" Thank you Ma, for supporting me ! "

" Yes, equally! "

Bhishma, saying goodbye to her mother, she's going to work in the office. While, find out about Jihan .

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" Brother Alif, I want to resign! "

" huh? Wh why? "

" Abah, and, my Ema in the village is very old. No one is looking after both. My brothers, they're already married. They can only send money. Without being able to, take care of both! "

" Then, you'll take care of both of them so? "

Jihan, nod in response.

" I'm sorry, Brother ! "

Actually, it wasn't without reason that Jihan resigned. Because, last night after coming home from Bisma's apartment. She, listening to a, a conversation about herself, from someone outside her room. That, was Alif's messenger, who had long followed him. Jihan, who misunderstands, and, not knowing the facts, starts hating Alif . Plus, last night she, received an incoming call from her family. Her sister, Widya, asks her to take care of her parents. Widya herself, can't take care of both. Because her husband forbade. In fact, it was his own biological parents.

While crying, Widya apologized to him. She also, told me that Jihan should not be wrong in choosing a husband. She, regretted having chosen her Husband at this time. The husband, his religious understanding is lacking, only gives him a living, never wants to pray together, even take care of the children do not want.And, even worse, the, the man did not allow himself to go to visit his parents. It is ironic indeed, but rice has become porridge . Now, Widya can only resign, and, according to orders from her husband.

" Em, Okay. But if anything happens to you. You tell Brother, and, if you're short of money. You ask for it to Brother! "

" No thanks, oh yes Brother, don't ever follow me again. Last night, it was Brother's man, right? I'm not a criminal, so please don't be like this. Don't you have a fiancee too? You better not have to stalk me anymore. Then I say Assalamualaikum! "

" W... Wa'alaikumusallam ! " answered Alif.

Alif, staring at the back of his biological sister. He, feeling regretful, still could not reveal the facts about Jihan. He fell on the floor of his office. Today was her last lunch with her sister. He, confused how to.

" I have to call Papa, and, Mama. Tell them this ! "

" No Mr. Bisma, no Mr. Alif. All rich people are the same. I hate rich people, they want to win on their own. Not wanting to understand the feelings of others. Moreover, humans who are not equal to them like me this . Astaghfirullah, I almost got an emotion ! "in Jihan.

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