Desember_01

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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HE IS NOT MY DADDY (ENGLISH VERSION)

"By the way, what's in it?" Aletta asked, holding up the food paper bag that the waitress had given them at the cafe before they left.


A plain brown paper bag with the only pattern on the paper is around the Caffe logo made of stickers and writing.


"open now, Ah!" Aletta said suddenly after holding the paper bag in the air for a long time. Still, Aletta's activities were stopped at that very second because of a hand.


"No, remember, so people have to be trustworthy!" said Aksa reminded Aletta as he took the bag from Aletta's hand and put it on the dashboard behind the steering wheel.


Aletta didn't protest anything. She chose to enjoy the night breeze through her hand out the window. With her eyes closed, and her ears plugged into earphones, Aletta mumbled to herself, singing a song that was so popular at that time.


sometimes wrong