Is She My Daughter?

A Coffee Shop

"What would you like to order, Madame?" Asked the male servant very politely, staring at Laras's stiff face.

"I just want a cup of coffee," replied Laras briefly.

"What coffee do you want?" Asked the servant again.

"Whatever it is, and please don't ask again," Laras said, and the male servant left the two of them.

Alan cleared his throat unclearly, the woman in front of him did not change much, her beautiful Asian face still amazed Alan Smith, who had not seen Laras for a long time. Reminiscent of his past memories with Laras.

"What do you want to talk about Alan? I can't leave my daughter for too long." Said Laras curtly.

"You still look beautiful Laras." Praise Alan with his gaze still not distracted by Laras's face.

"So you are married?" Alan asked.

Laras looked embarrassed, she was still thinking about what answer she should give Alan Smith.

Laras was silent and made Alan Smith smile faintly, pleased with Laras' face, which became panicked because of the question given by him.

"Umm ... So you're not married, are you?" Alan started guessing. "So that young girl is your daughter, what's her name?" Alan started asking again.

"Are you going to keep quiet, or will I have to go to your daughter in person, just to ask what her name is?" asked Alan.

Laras could feel a threatening tone coming out of Alan Smith's mouth.

"Alan! Don't you dare approach my daughter Ella?" Laras was getting annoyed, she just wanted to say harshly again. But the male waiter came with the coffee he ordered.

"So ... her name is Ella. Her name is beautiful, like her beautiful face and the same as you who are beautiful Laras," said Alan. He was not so afraid of Laras's anger.

Laras started drinking her coffee slowly, trying not to get out of her emotions. Alan was still staring suspiciously.

"You know Laras after you got out of prison. I kept looking for where you were. Your friend said that you were pregnant at the time." Alan's words had begun to ask the things he had been wanting to know.

"Do you still have the courage, Alan Smith? After what you and your wife did to me? Stop to find out, because I just want to live in peace right now," said Laras.

Alan Smith lifted his chin a little, he tried not to get angry at Laras's harsh words. Even though what he told Laras was the truth, if he still really cares about her until now.

"Marioline saw you, that night in the Huxley family dining room," Alan said again.

"I know about that," Laras replied curtly.

"Even looking at you, as a maid in the Huxley family. It made her really jealous." Alan continues his story.

"What she wanted to do, she ruined my life, my career. And now I am nothing, tell your wife I will never take her husband." Laras was getting annoyed.

Alan was silent, and he smiled in a strange way. As if he did not believe Laras's statement.

"So ... is she my daughter?"

"What do you mean Alan? Ella ?! No, she's not your daughter." Laras is lying.

"You can't lie to me Laras, even I can see that both of us are very similar. If she's not my daughter, tell me which man has slept with you?"

Plakk .....

*slap

Laras had already given a slap to Alan's face. "Watch with what you say, Alan Smith. I know ... you are indeed a rich man!"

"But ... You're the one who lied! You said that you don't have a wife. But what in fact ?! Laras shouted.

"We're going to divorce Laras! At that time ... should be ... just a little more ... we will really divorce!" Alan tries to provide a defense.

"If only I had never met you, Alan. My career would not have been ruined by all the slander your wife did, just for the sake of bringing down my future as a model." Laras was getting teary.

"Yes, Ella is your daughter, but take it easy. Because what the girl knows, if her father has died long ago. So you don't have to bother to take responsibility or feel guilty!" Said Laras, Alan immediately looked up in shock.

"Why? You want to meet her and say that you are her father?"

Laras showed Alan's condescending expression.

"Try it, please if you are brave. So that Ella knows that her father is not a man who is responsible. And I'm sure, you also will not dare to confess to Ella. You're too afraid of your wife right?" Laras has started to rise.

"Alan, you don't know how much suffering Ella and I have been through. A word of sorry will never be enough to make up for all your mistakes in the past."

Laras had left Alan, tears in her eyes. She began to cry lamenting the regret she had ever done.

The man - Alan Smith. Was the beginning of the destruction of her life. Laras remembers her heyday as a famous model in Indonesia.

Until she was offered to work as a model in England, at that time she was 22 years old.

A colleague, introduced her to Alan Smith 35 years. A charismatic man, and with a sweet tongue.

And then they make a relationship.

Until the woman who was still legally as his wife - Marioline found out about their relationship. Laras really had bad luck, because Marioline was very angry with her.

Alan - himself could not be of much help, preferring to be a coward. Because it is his wife who actually has something bigger than him.

Laras gets caught in a murder case, all his hard-earned money is drained just to get her out of behind bars.

Her job has become unclear, not a single agency is willing to accept her back. Threatened with deportation, but she was afraid and did not dare to return to Indonesia with an enlarged stomach.

She was really scared at that time, too young and didn't know what to do. Until finally she took all the work, including selling herself.