At a minimalist restaurant not far from the city centre apartment building, Dinda and Indra were enjoying their lunch. Although Indra himself looked very awkward and mostly kept quiet and responded little to Dinda's conversation.

How could he not? Indra, who tended to keep his distance from all women, now looked uncomfortable around a table with a beautiful, fashionably dressed woman. Indra's own behaviour had been noticed by Dinda, making her feel a little guilty.

"Sorry if I was too pushy, I just wanted to return the favour," he said with a friendly smile, "I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable either. So, just relax."

Now looking different, Indra looked startled as he raised both eyebrows, "Ah! W-what do I look like? S-sorry... I'm just not used to talking to people like you."

Dinda then frowned, "People like me?"

But the conversation was abruptly cut short by the loud ringing of a mobile phone coming from Indra's trouser pocket. The surprised man finally reached into his trouser pocket.

"S-sorry, I have permission to pick up the phone first from the village..."

Dinda just nodded while carving a sweet smile. She went back to sipping her cold drink while waiting for Indra who was currently talking on his mobile phone.

However, Dinda's pupa could still faintly hear some sentences said by Indra in reply to someone on the other side. There was also an expression that showed confusion on Indra's face at this time.

"100 million!? How, yes ... I'll think about it first. The important thing is that mum is taken care of now."

Indra then nodded again while saying, "Okay, Please take good care of mum!"

The conversation ended with the sound of a long, heavy sigh, Indra didn't look so good even as he returned to the table and sat down in his chair.

Meanwhile, Dinda, who had been a little familiar with Indra's situation, tried to act normally even though she was worried about him.

"What happened to him? Why is his face like that?" asked Dinda silently.

Dinda cleared her throat in an attempt to break the ice between them, "I'm sorry, did something happen?" she asked slowly.

Instead of answering the question, Indra let out a long sigh with a look of anxiety on his face, he also seemed to be rubbing his face with both hands, showing that his mind was starting to feel frantic after getting the call.

After a while Indra replied, "It's okay, Lady. Problems in the village."

"Is it a money problem?" Dinda suddenly asked a question that was a little sensitive, but fortunately Indra didn't take it too seriously and just nodded his head to confirm the statement.

That gave Dinda pause for a moment, as she knew that Indra wasn't very good when it came to problems.

"Does he need money?" she wondered to herself, "But... up to 100 million!?"

Both then fell silent, preoccupied with their own thoughts. But the situation made a crazy idea come to her, though she wasn't sure if Indra would agree or reject it outright.

In the midst of this, Indra suddenly said, "Ah! Sorry... I've created this atmosphere."

"Just relax anyways," Dinda replied with a smile.

To break the ice, Indra then tried to change the subject. Although at first the man seemed uncomfortable around Dinda, this time the situation turned around. Indra even asked little questions about Dinda, including her pregnancy.

"But, is it okay if you come out like this? What about your pregnancy? I feel bad and I'm afraid that your husband will find out and get angry if his pregnant wife goes out to lunch with another man," Indra said.

However, some of these questions made Dinda smile and shake her head.

"Take it easy. There are no people like that," Dinda replied casually while sipping her cold drink again.

This suddenly made Indra's astonishment appear instantly. He furrowed his brow as his mind began to wonder.

"Nothing? S-sorry what does that mean?" he asked.

Without further ado, Dinda exhaled and said, "That's why I really need you."

This made the situation even more confusing, Indra was still guessing with narrowed eyes without asking the question that was already swirling in his mind.

"You don't want to be my hired husband? Be a surrogate father for my child. I'll pay you with money or whatever you need," Dinda offered, "Deal?"

For an instant Indra was stunned, his eyes perfectly rounded as if he was about to jump. Yes! Instead of responding to the offer. Indra was speechless.

"I'm giving you 100 billion, you can use that money for your mum's treatment or whatever you need. Your job is just to be my husband, I also prepared a comfortable position for you in my office," Dinda explained.

***

"I'm too late!" Anggoro let out a rough sigh as he ruffled his loins in frustration, "How could my daughter be fascinated with a cowardly man like him!"

At this time, Anggoro, who had arrived at the apartment building and was about to visit Dinda's lover, was surprised by the news that the unit occupied by Kevin was empty. It was certainly an assumption that Kevin was the one who had made Dinda pregnant and then intended to run away and not take responsibility.

Meanwhile, Dito, the secretary, who returned breathlessly, bowed his body to salute, "Sorry, sir! It's true that that person has moved out of this place."

"Where did he move to!?" asked Anggoro, raising his eyes.

But Dito shook his head and replied again, "No other information yet, sir."

Anggoro only chuckled in annoyance, his anger getting the better of him at this point. In fact, he wanted to mobilise all his power to find the man he suspected of being the culprit of his daughter's fate.

But aside from that, there was something that made him feel even more uncomfortable, which was when he saw Dinda with another man a few moments ago. For a moment, Anggoro was silent, thinking of some things he might have missed. Anggoro then widened his gaze as he exited the apartment building. Yes! His gaze was drawn to several places that his son might have visited.

"Is it possible that Dinda is hiding something else?" he asked himself.

Without thinking, the old man quickly stepped out of the apartment building to walk through several places while circulating his eyes hoping to find his daughter's whereabouts.

Meanwhile, Indra, who was still immersed in the unfitting situation, seemed speechless when he learnt of the reality experienced by the woman sitting in front of him. The figure he once helped.

Indra then let out a long sigh, "I really didn't expect that he could do this to you."

Dinda was silent as she flashed a fake smile.

"So, I know this is embarrassing. But... I hope you'll do it for me and my baby."

"Do what!?"

The loud baritone voice suddenly broke the silence between the two, and Dinda quickly looked back to find herself stunned.

"P-papa??"