Suddenly, Dinda began to move restlessly in her sleep. Her pale face looked increasingly tense, and she began to make soft sounds. "Dad... Sebastian..." she groaned in a hoarse and weak tone. Her body was shaking even more, and Sara, who realized what her daughter had said, was shocked. "Sebastian?" Sara muttered softly, her heart astonished. Why at a time like this, when Dinda was sick and had a fever, was Sebastian the name her daughter was calling? She felt shocked to see Dinda continue to call out for her father, a small cry was heard between her gasping breaths. Dinda continued to sleep talk, her body shivering and calling incessantly, "Dad... Sebastian... miss you..." Sara felt her heart being stabbed. Guilt began to creep into her chest. How could Dinda miss her father so much, while she had always closed the door between Dinda and Sebastian? Sara knew, however, that Sebastian was a part of Dinda's life. But she never thought that the longing would be so deep, even in the

Dinda, who was still lying weakly on the bed, suddenly hugged Sebastian tightly. Her small but soulful hands gripped Sebastian's shirt, as if afraid that her father would leave again. "Daddy... I miss you so much," her voice was hoarse but full of emotion. Sebastian was silent for a moment, his heart seemed to explode with mixed feelings—happy, sad, and relieved. He returned Dinda's hug gently, embracing his daughter in the warmth he had longed for. "Daddy misses you so much too, honey," he whispered, Sebastian's voice trembling slightly. Dinda continued to hug Sebastian tightly, not wanting to let go. Her tears began to flow, dripping down her cheeks which were hot from the fever. "I was scared, Daddy... I thought Daddy wouldn't come again." Sebastian rubbed Dinda's back gently, trying to calm his daughter. "Daddy is always there for you, Dinda. Whatever happens, Daddy will never leave you. You are everything to Daddy." Hearing Sebastian's words, Dinda calmed down a lit

With a smile on his lips, Sebastian began to feed Dinda again. Although she still winced a little because of the bland taste of the porridge, Dinda still obeyed and tried to finish her breakfast. While feeding Dinda, Sebastian spoke softly to her, telling funny stories about the things they did together when Dinda was younger. "Dad, do you still remember when we went to the park, and Dinda ran around with that big dog?" Dinda asked, suddenly remembering an old incident that made her eyes shine. Sebastian chuckled. "Remember. That dog likes Dinda, he didn't stop chasing you until we had to climb onto the park bench," he said, still remembering how funny and adorable that moment was. "Dad also climbed onto the bench, right?" Dinda giggled, remembering her Dad's surprised expression at that time. "Yeah, Dad was scared too at that time," Sebastian admitted jokingly, making Dinda laugh even more. They continued to laugh and share stories, enjoying every moment of their warm togethernes

    Sara knew that this fight wasn’t over yet, and she was determined to win. “No one will be able to stop me,” she said to herself, as she imagined the future she wanted, where she and Dinda could live happily without Sebastian’s interference.   With renewed confidence, Sara took a deep breath and prepared herself for the next challenge. She had to strategize well and make sure that all her plans went according to her wishes. Everything Sebastian did would only backfire on her, and Sara was determined to prove it in court.    A few moments later, the atmosphere in the hospital room felt warmer with the arrival of Rendy, Dinda's rich father. He appeared with a big smile and a big teddy bear propped up in his arms.    "Honey, look what Daddy brought!" Rendy shouted cheerfully, entering the ro

Sebastian thought for a moment, trying to remember the difficult times after his divorce from Sara. He knew that Sara wasn’t always there for Dinda as she should have been, but hard evidence of that was hard to come by. “I know she left the house for days without telling Dinda,” he mumbled. “But that was before we got divorced.”   “Those things could be relevant,” Arman said, leaning forward. “If we could prove that Sara often left Dinda or that she was irresponsible as a mother, that could help.”   Sebastian felt a little hope rise in his heart. “So, do you think we still have a chance?”   Arman smiled thinly, shrugging his shoulders. "There's always a chance, Sebastian. We just have to work hard and gather all the evidence we can. This tape is a good start, but we need more."  <