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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)

"Aletta!" a call from the side, sounded very familiar to Aletta's ears, a voice that was quite familiar to her ears, making Aletta who was laughing with Alice, with her cheek being rubbed with a tissue by Yudistira, turned her head.


"Sis Sella?..." Aletta paused for a moment as her eyes glanced at the person beside Sella who was chatting with Caucasians using English.


"Daddy!" Aletta muttered quietly after returning sella's greeting.


Aksa was aware of Aletta's presence from the start, since he stepped on the second floor his ears were already served by the sound of Aletta laughing with Alice and Yudistira. So light and effortless the laughter slipped from Aletta's lips, until it reached Aksa's ears. while searching, while waiting for his client to order, Aksa looked around carefully so as not to stand out.


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