The Surrogate Father

ndra found the object he was looking for. He rushed to open it, but the password got in the way. ”Ah shit. Well, maybe theres something else here ”. He again reached into Adelias bag. This time Hendra managed to find a small book. Hendra took the object out of the bag. ”It looks like a notebook. ” Hendra opened sheet by sheet before he finally found some information there.

”Oh, so her name is Adelia. Pretty name, like the guy. ” He stared at Adelia for a moment. ”Oh My God, Hendra! You are so disrespectful. Remember, this is someones wife! ”Hendra scolds himself. Hendra continued his observation on each page of the book. On the sheet to umpteen, he found an inscription, fathers number. With alacrity, Hendra pressed the buttons on the screen of his cellphone.

[Hello, good afternoon.] The old mans voice sounded hoarse on the other end.

[Hello, good afternoon. Excuse me, sir, is this true with the father of Adelia Nidya Adiwangsa?]

[Yes, thats right. I am Adiwangsa, the father of Adelia. Who is this with?]

[Introduce, I am Mahendra Wibisana, CEO of Wibisana Corporation. Em, Id like to inform you that your daughter is undergoing treatment … at the hospital … due to an accident. Adelia is currently in the Yogyakarta city hospital.] Hendra tried to explain in a stammering voice.

[Oh my god, my daughter! Hows he doing now? Is he all right?]

(Don worry, sir. Your daughter is acceptable, including the baby in her womb.]

What? Baby? said Mr Adiwangsa. Whose baby is this young man referring to? Could this be just a hoax? Or…

[Sir, can you visit Adelia at this time also in the hospital?] said Hendra destroying the Daydream of the middle-aged father.

[Oh, yeah, sure. Ill be right there.]

Tut! Adiwangsa hung up the phone, rushed to get the car keys and dashed off to the hospital.

After making the call, Hendra intends to clean up Adelias things. But something had fallen there, ” Photo? A woman and a man. Oh, is this the husband of Adelia, it seems that they are the same age. ”Hendra tried to identify a piece of the photo in his hand.

Ceklak …

The treatment room door slowly opened, and a middle-aged man barged in. ”Adelia, my daughter! ”

Sitting in a chair beside the patients bed, Hendra was shocked. He quickly put the bag and a 4×6 cm photo that became his research material beside Adelias bed. ”Lord Adiwangsa? Youve come ” ” said Hendra with a friendly smile like a seller meets his buyer.

”Yes, did you want Hendra to call me? ”

”Thats Right, Sir. Im Hendra. ” Hendra looked closely at the figure in front of him. Various analyses began to grow in his mind. Big height, strong posture, ideal body, decorated with a thick moustache, and sharp eyes, surely this master is a policeman, military, or the like. Ah, why do I feel tense facing this master? Hendra shook his head, trying to tear down the incoherent analysis he was stringing together.

”How can my son be like this? ”

Immediately the cold began to attack Hendra, and a cold sweat began to pour from his forehead. ”Em … this afternoon, I passed in front of Rosella Kitchen, I was confirming the position of the earphones, and suddenly the masters daughter appeared in front of my car. I could not control the pace of the car at that time. And with great regret, forgive me sir. ”

”Hem … i know, lately my son has been lacking focus, he seems to be carrying a heavy burden, you are innocent, take it easy, ” Mr Adiwangsas tone did not show anger because of this incident.

Knock … Knock … Knock …

”Sorry, Mr. Hendra, the medicine for the patient can be redeemed at the pharmacy, this is the recipe. ”The nurse barged in and gave Hendra a piece of paper.

”Well, thank you, Sister. ”

”Excuse me first. ”Sister stepped out of Adelias treatment room.

”Sir, Ill excuse you. Ill redeem the medicine for Adelia, ” with a friendly smile, Hendra asked permission from Mr Adiwangsa.

”Yes, please, Son. ”

Hendra darted out of the treatment room. Mr Adiwangsa looked at his daughter, stroked her forehead, and touched Adelias hand. Accidentally, Mr Adiwangsa nudged his daughters bag beside the bed, and the photo fell for the second time. Slowly he picked it up and then observed the smiling figure inside.

”Who is he? ”