Love Scandal
Part 94 ~ Love Scandal

Either Dito must assume today is a happy day for him, or even vice versa.

Today was exactly one week she had received an invitation from Aurora, in other words today was the woman she loved about to marry along with another man.

The heavy body wrapped in a white coat is being seen from the mirror reflection. Dito had long stood there only to set his facial expressions.

Dito wants to look fine in front of Aurora, which is why trying to act as natural as possible.

The knocking of the door that sounded so many times made Dito end his drama session in front of the mirror. Open the door and find her mama has been neat with a moca dress under the knee.

Although old, mamah Dito still looks very charming if you have dressed up.

"Alana is not finished getting ready, he said he did not want to come. Mamah had persuaded from earlier," said the middle-aged woman.

Dito let out a long sigh, since morning Alana was indeed hiding in her room. The little girl, if she was angry, would be hard to persuade.

"Mamah and papah leave first, later Dito sama Alana nyulus," said Dito answered nods by his mother.

While he himself approached his daughter's room that looked neat, but not with the little girl sitting at the study table. Dito approached, crouching in front of his queen.

"Coconsider yet? Though daddy was handsome gini loh," he said.

Perhaps if Aurora had not begged to bring Alana to the party, Dito would have let the little girl stay home alone. Unfortunately from yesterday to today Aurora keeps calling for Alana to come even for a little while.

"Daddy is sad that Alana continues to lash. Daddy only has Alana." Dito blushed his lips while tugging at the tip of Alana's pajamas.

"Alana's mad at you beautiful mommy, Daddy! Alana wants a beautiful mommy to be Alana's mommy."

"But Honey ...."

"Alana won't come! Alana doesn't want to see a pretty aunt anymore!" Smoothed his chest as if he was really angry.

Dito let out a long sigh, continuing to rack his brain, thinking about in what way he could bring Alana to the party.

Dito's smile expands perfectly when one idea comes to his head.

"Are you sure you don't want to go with daddy? Kara's at the party. If there's a flirtatious Kara keeps Karanya has a beautiful friend, Alana will be in ...."

"Why are you going?" Alana then turned her body to look at her daddy.

"If so Alana wants to go with daddy, but don't want to see mommy pretty."

Alana then got down from the chair and ran to the bathroom, making Dito who saw her breathe a sigh of relief.

The man stood up from his squat. Tidy up the coat and sit on the side of the bed.

Choosing Dress? Dito had already prepared some for his daughter, and would give Alana the chance to choose as she wished herself.

A few minutes long, Alana finally returned with a towel wrapped around her body as Dito always taught.

Dito carefully watched his daughter who was walking towards the closet, choosing a dress that Alana thought was beautiful.

Of the many beautiful dresses, the little girl chose a moca dress in line with her oma. The dress is very simple but looks beautiful in her tiny body.

"Alana's ready, Daddy!" Run towards Dito.

"Are you sure you want to wear that?" Dito's eyebrows are linked to each other.

Alana nodded quickly. "Alana likes this. Let's tie Alana's hair to be beautiful," he asked and immediately executed by Dito.

After helping his daughter get ready, Dito finally left the already deserted house. Before driving, do not forget to contact Keenan.

"Tumben" said Keenan after answering a call from Dito.

"Udah left yet? Don't forget to pick up Kara, I've got Salsa."

"Well?"

"Alana doesn't want to be there if there's no Kara, hunt! Watch out you forgot to bring my princess prince!" he said then just decided to call.

While beside the wheel Alana smiled broadly at her daddy. I don't know, but Alana was always excited whenever she heard the name Angkara mentioned.

Boys are ignorant, rarely talk and only love one girl. At school Angkara did not have many friends, not because many are hostile, but Angkarah who did not accept friendship with anyone except Arga who often upset.