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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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HE IS NOT MY DADDY (ENGLISH VERSION)

It was the middle of the night, but Alan's residence was still busy with the lights in the entire room still on. Especially the family room. There stood an old man with a golden wand that gleamed in the light.


"What is he doing, he is more concerned with that bastard child whose origins are not clear?!" The old man scorned, Andrean's eyebrows cursed Aksa who ignored him for the sake of Aletta who was sleeping.


"Dad, you say that, if Aksa hears he will hate you!" Alan said calmly as he continued to hold the hand of his wife who was getting sleepy.


Apart from being annoyed with Andrean's presence breaking the peace in his residence, Alan is also annoyed that tonight should be his allotment for evening sports after a week of fasting.


"My night!" Alan whined in his wife's ear which was immediately given a pinch on his hand.


arrival of disaster