Three Days Later
Three days had passed in what felt like the blink of an eye. Andre finally returned to Jakarta after his time with Selvia in Singapore. Despite the deep ache in her heart, Diandra put on a brave face, pretending everything was fine with her husband.
Richie and Keira rushed to hug Andre as soon as he walked through the door. Andre embraced his children tightly, showering them with kisses, his longing for them evident.
"Papa, stop kissing me!" Richie suddenly pulled away, his face scrunched in disapproval.
Andre looked at his son, confused. "What’s wrong, Richie? Why don’t you want Papa to kiss you?"
Richie glared at his father, his voice sharp with anger. "I don’t like being kissed by someone who’s been kissing someone else."
Andre was stunned. What was going on with Richie? He noticed the coldness in his son’s eyes, a look he’d never seen before. Diandra, too, was taken aback by Richie’s reaction.