
Fahira then looked at Farrel, not sure Farrel would take him to a decent place.
While Farrel pretended not to see him, he was busy eating the food in front of him.
"But Pa ...." Fahira is still waiting, hoping that his father will change his mind.
"What else? You should have followed your husband. There is Jahira here anyway. Papa won't be lonely."
Fahira turned to look at Hanun who was now not comfortable to sit down. He felt his presence was wrong in this family.
"Alright, well if it's because of Jahira. I'm giving up." Fahira then stood up and walked towards his room.
After Fahira's death, Hanun stared at Pak Subagyo intending to protest his father's decision.
"Pa, why did Papa throw Fahira out? What because of me? Then I'd better go to Jogja again."
Mr. Subagyo returned Hanun's gaze then smiled gently.
"It's not because of you that Papa didn't throw him out. Papa only granted Farrel's request to take Fahira away."
Hanun then looked at Farrel, oh because of that.
Farrel really looks like the man in charge.
I should have been, Rel. I shouldn't be Fahira!
Hanun was envious, why did Farrel marry Fahira? Their faces are similar.
Hanun still could not accept all of this.
Suddenly the cry of the baby echoed throughout the house. Hanun was surprised to hear that, is there a baby here?
"Oh Rails, Papa forgot Papa's grandson." Subagyo stood up and walked into a room.
"Whose baby is that?" Hanun asked Farrel while whispering.
"Fahira's baby" replied Farrell.
Hanun could not help his surprise, he glared at his two eyes in disbelief.
"Thus ... Do you have a child?"
Oh broken Hanun's heart this time.
But Farrel shook his head making Hanun frown.
What does that mean, Farrel shook his head?
"The baby was Fahira's baby and now it's my baby too."
What the hell does that mean? Hanun was confused.
Not long after that Mr. Subagyo came out of the room while holding the baby who was now drinking milk in his hand.
"Hi champ." Farrell approached the little baby and kissed him. While Hanun was in his place.
Then Mr. Subagyo brought the baby closer to Hanun. "See this! This is your aunt, later call aunty called Ateu Enun ya."
Huh huh?
As if Pak Subagyo changed his name, Hanun did not accept!
"What a hell Pa, Ateu Enun's time?"
Farrel and Pak Subagyo chuckled at the protest from Hanun.
"That's great" said Mr. Subagyo. "Oh yeah, this is your bang. He's Fahira's son."
Hanun nodded while looking at the baby's beautiful face.
"Beauty yes, like Farrel."
Eh?
"Well that's really you, so this baby dong is actually a match with Farrel." Mr. Subagyo laughed.
Hanun scratched his nape that was not itchy, it turned out that being in a foreign environment could make him this clumsy.
"Have his name not Pa?" ask Farrel.
"Not yet." Pak Subagyo's voice sounded weak while staring at his granddaughter pity.
Farrel also looked at the tiny baby who was now his son. He wanted to give the baby a name, but Farrel knew his position.
"What if we call him Adam?" Suddenly Mr. Subagyo pinned a name to the baby. Fahira who happened to be walking down the stairs heard that. He stopped his steps, he did not want to see the baby at this moment.
Fahira then continued in his footsteps, holding the bag in his hand.
Everyone stared at the arrival of Fahira who was already preparing to leave.
"Come on!" Fahira looks at Farrel and invites him to leave the house where he grew up.
"Eh, what's Adam's stuff?" ask Farrel.
"Will the baby come too?" Fahira pointed at the baby Adam without looking at him.
"Of course, who do you think would want to take care of it here?" Subagyo answered Fahira's question with a sarcasm. It made Fahira silenced for a moment, he really did not want to see the baby he hated it so much.
Mr. Subagyo gave baby Adam to his nanny who happened to be not far from him then Mr. Subagyo walked up to Fahira and suddenly hugged him, although he tried to be firm on Fahira still his defense collapsed. Fahira remains his favorite child.
"It's fine there, son."
Fahira did not answer or nod, he accepted this as punishment for his wrongdoing.
*
That day Farrel took Fahira and baby Adam home. Farrel did not include Adam's nanny because Farrel wanted Fahira to take care of her own baby.
Of course, there was a heated debate between Fahira and Farrel and finally came to the decision that his nanny would come every day and go home at night. Fahira who felt cornered finally agreed even with a heavy heart.
*
In the car, Fahira is busy with her phone and Farrel is focused on driving. The little baby in the basket **portable woke up and cried in the back, Farrel pulled his car over.
"Adam the cry." Farrel turned his head towards the indifferent Fahira.
"Continue?" Fahira asked but his eyes were fixed on the phone, as if nothing else important could distract him from his beloved phone.
Farrel did not say anymore, he got out of the car and opened the back door of his car. He took Adam who was still faithfully screaming. Farrel took the milk bottle and held Adam.
Farrel knocked on the car door where Fahira was sitting. Fahira then opened the car door.
"Would Adam be on my lap, he'd wake up probably shaken up." Farrel gives Adam to Fahira who can't dwell.
Fahira rigidly held Adam, honestly only this time he did that. "If you had brought the nanny, I wouldn't have bothered." Fahira was upset with Farrel who was smiling and watched Adam stop crying without drinking milk. It seemed like the little baby knew that he was currently in the arms of the mother.
"Take his hat, pity his eyes shut!"
Eh?
Fahira was forced to look at the face of the baby for the first time, it's true that the hat in the form of a knit skullcaps it now covers some of Adam's eyes.
Fahira was fixated on staring at Adam's shady face, suddenly a feeling of guilt burst out despite all his might. The baby's perfect face with a pointed nose and red lips fascinated Fahira.
Is this what you call falling in love at first sight?
Fahira doesn't realize she is looking at her baby's face without looking anywhere until they finally arrive at Farrel's house which has changed a lot after being renovated.
Farrel stopped his car and opened a fence that now looks sturdier than before. Farrel completely removes traces of the past but cannot forget the person from that past.
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