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"Will Om pretend to be my father just this day ? My friends brought his father and mother today." Tanya Raka was hopeful.
"Huh ?" andre's mumbling couldn't believe it.
"Raka dear, of course Om Andre can not do that." cut Alya quickly while lowering his body to be able to talk with parallel to his son.
Raka turned her face to the mother with eyes condensing holding back the cry, "Just this once." pleaded slowly but Alya still shook her head in denial.
"Mama lied, of course Om wanted to do it" said Andre and Raka again raised his head to see Andre who stood tall towered before him.
"really ?" raka asked as she rubbed her wet cheeks.
"Of course, let's show you where to go?" asked Andre and Raka immediately pulled Andre's hand to walk after him.
"Wait !" Alya also walked in haste, trying to follow the steps of Andre and his son Raka.
Andre entered a classroom with many colorful decorations on each wall. Just like Raka said before if her other friends came with their father and mother.
Raka tightly grasped Andre's hand with her tiny fingers, her face smiling and her steps excited.
"You don't have to do all this, just tell Raka if you can't fulfill her request.Let me persuade her later." whispered Alya worriedly who is now walking right next to Andre.
"Not just because of Raka, I want to feel what it's like to be a father." Andre replied without hesitation.
"Andre please," muttered Alya who felt bad for her boss.
"Calm down, I can do it" said Andre and he sat on the bench.
Everything is done, it is no longer possible for Andre to leave that place. In the end Alya gave up and let Andre do it all.
One by one the Kindergarten disciples came forward accompanied by their parents. Up ahead they introduce themselves and tell stories about their parents' work, and what they usually do with their parents at home.
After waiting for a while, Raka's turn came forward accompanied by Andre and Alya. The three sat on the prepared bench and faced the students with their parents as well as the homeroom guardians standing there. Nervousness crept in Alya's body at this moment.
"Hello good afternoon everyone, introduce me Alya mother of Raka" said Alya opened their introduction.
"And I am Andreas Tama the father of Raka," Andre cut off quickly and Raka smiled at him.
Alya turned her head to look at Andre in disbelief. Andre returned those eyes as he continued to speak.
"I work as a marketing officer at PT. Tama Ind, as well as Raka's mother." said Andre.
"What is marketing ?" ask one of the students who was there
"Marketing is in charge of marketing or selling products from the company we work at today" replied Andre, he tried to use simple language so they understand.
"Raka is my proud son" said Alya
"we," cut Andre corrected and Alya came back shocked.
"Raka is an avid child, he often helps with homework such as cleaning the bed, and cleaning his own toys. Raka also never misses time to pray." explained Alya full of pride.
"that's when Raka is with her mom. When with me, Raka enjoys playing games and watching cartoons. But of course everything should not be excessive. Isn't that right, honey ?" andre asked as he scrambled the top of Raka's hair, and the boy nodded his head steadily. Alya could clearly see the happy twinkle on the faces of the two.
Alya took a deep breath, hoping that Raka would no longer approach Andre and asked him to be a fake father. Because after all it makes Alya sad.
***
Flashback to a few hours ago at the residence of the Noble family.
Sabina also realized that the woman was looking at her with shocked eyes towards her. Surprised by Sabina's way of walking like no other woman in general. Maybe in Ria's heart it is very regretful if a man as handsome as Gibran must be paired with Sabina who has deficiencies in her body.
"Darling, Athalla is sleeping again ?" gibran asked Sabina as he stood up and welcomed his wife. Of course the friendly scenery was not separated from the eyes of Ria who continued to pay attention.
"Mira, this is my wife Sabina" Gibran said, embracing her shoulder with a sense of possessiveness.
"Ria, my name is Ria" corrected Ria with a wry feeling.
"Oh sorry, " said Gibran briefly.
"It's okay, Doc. Sometimes it's hard to....,"
"I get your recommendation from a friend, may you work well with my wife." Gibran cut without caring what the sister said.
Ria smiled back wryly because of it.
"Okay, honey, I'll go and take mom to the airport first. It won't be long, don't miss." seduced Gibran as he pinched the top of Sabina's nose with anxiety. Sabina's cheeks flushed because of her husband's treatment, she was embarrassed because there was a mother-in-law and also a new sister there to see the intimacy of both.
"Mom go home first, son. God willing, in the near future, I will return to Jakarta to see you and your granddaughter" Gibran's mother said, hugging her and kissing her daughter-in-law's cheeks with great affection.
"It's okay, Mom. Good luck to the destination. I will always look forward to the news from my mother, and hopefully we will meet again soon." replied Sabina as she rubbed her wet cheeks.
"Sure son, we'll meet again soon. Oh yes Bina do not forget to immediately use contraceptives when your puerperium is over" said the mother-in-law reminded, although she whispered but still can be heard by all. Sabina's cheeks are back.
"And you, hold yourself ! Your wife just gave birth. Actually what I'm worried about is you." Gibran's mother told her son.
"Mom, I'm a doctor. Sabina's health is the main one. I don't worry." replied Gibran, scratching his non-itchy nape.
While Ria continued to listen with an uncomfortable feeling. Because the conversation was so intimate.
Sabina greets her mother-in-law before they leave, while Gibran steals a kiss from her lips and gets a pinch on her waist.
"Aw, it hurts baby." whine.
"You are.." murmured Sabina as she poked her lips. Gibran laughed at him.
"I'm going for a minute, don't miss."
"Yesaa baweeeelll" answered Sabina
Ria's eyes continued to pay attention to the affection of her new employer. He smiled with embarrassment.
Soon Gibran and his mother leave, leaving behind Sabina and her new servant.
"It just so happens that my baby is sleeping, you can rest in the back room. Later Mbok Inah will show your room," said Sabina and it made Ria aware of her daydream.
"Oh yes, ma'am." replied Ria while smiling wryly.
Sabina returned to her room to accompany her sleeping baby, while Ria walked to the maid's room in the backyard area of Sabina's house with a travel bag containing all her needs.
He circulated his views, paying attention to the minimalist Sabina house but still looks luxurious.
***
During the day Andre and Alya also met clients, but this time there was something different because Raka participated.
During the meeting Raka sat sweetly in her chair while enjoying a bowl of ice cream that Andre promised as a gift for giving him the opportunity to be able to feel like a father.
The feeling of emptiness in Andre was slightly treated because of the incident, really Andre felt grateful to Raka.
"Thank you" said Alya when their client had left.
"huh ?" Andre Gumam.
"Thank you for being willing to help Raka by being her father today" Alya said earnestly.
"Oohh, it's okay I'm happy to be able to do it." replied Andre without a lie.
"I didn't expect... It turns out that being a father can be very fun, it deserves Gibran always looks happy in every news." continued Andre.
"Let them be happy" Alya reminded. He did not want Andre who is now his friend to ruin the Sabina household which he believed was a good person.
"You don't worry, I've let Sabina go even though it hurts. I'm sorry for both of them and exactly what you said all feels light.
"thank God." timpal Alya brief.
"But I'm in a very broken state this time" said Andre, taking a deep breath.
"Alya, can I tell you something ?"
"Sure, of course." replied Alya.
Andre was silent for a moment reassuring himself before he began to recount his pain.
to be continuous & ''Stopped 'em
thank you for reading & _____________Thank you
Genkssss calm yeah don't panic, the presence of the character Ria can indeed be a test for Sabina and Gibran but I'm not as drama flying fish. I write according to the flow and as much as possible still within the reasonable limits of the material alias still reasonable and not more.
the baby exchange you were afraid of didn't happen, did it ? although I'm not a great writer but I'm not as dramatic as 😔😔
Actually, the story of doctor Gibran is finished, just finished the story Andre but many request to continue to include the character Gibran so I make additional stories again.
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