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There is an unusual love story, when tradition forcibly snatches away happiness. Love is not wrong, just the timing is not right.
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 "You can't marry him, son, what about our family's good name?!" 
"But she is pregnant Mam, pregnant with Aksa's child!" The man insisted on his choice.
"Aksa, papa gives you 2 choices. And you have to choose one of them. The first stay in the Dirgantara family, you will still live happily. Or... you marry her, but your name will be taken from the heir. You will suffer from poverty! " The head of the family gave a very heavy choice to the child who stood stiffly.
"Don't choose Aksa, remember you never felt how hard life is, neither does Aletta. Do you want to be poor?" the mother heats Aksara to choose the first option.
Aksara turned to look at her Aletta with a sad, regretful face."I apologize for my selfish choice Aletta!"
NOT...
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Hi, welcome to my story, warm regards and enjoy

HE IS NOT MY DADDY (ENGLISH VERSION)

"Yuu…!" Kayla's screams sounded loud in the quite large apartment.


The girl was standing in front of the bathroom door while banging on the bathroom door, the towel slung over her shoulder, her hair disheveled.


"Are you sleeping in the bathroom? Hurry up, it's already 8 o'clock, we haven't had breakfast yet!" Kayla shouted frustrated with you who had been in the bathroom since 15 minutes ago.


"So chatty!" said Yudistira rubbing his head with a towel.


"You're taking too long, I just finished packing, you haven't finished bathing yet!" spit out Kayla stepping into the bathroom.


The apartment inhabited by Kayla and Yudistira is facilitated by 2 rooms, 1 kitchen which is directly connected to the dining table, only limited by a small bar table with high chairs, then the living room is also in the same room as the dining room, only the distance is approx. 3 meters more.


La Mañana Kayla