Died Ahead of Marriage

62. Anan's Missing

"Belg ... That's not what I meant. You can call me Papa. But that's enough between the two of us. Besides, I also want to learn to be the father of a child as direct as you. Who knows, my wife's coming back, her son's as big as you."

Anan shakes his head. "The wife's son Om? Does that mean Om really has kids?"

"Yes, just think of it. You said you wanted to call me Papa? Try calling! I wonder how it feels to be called that."

Anan frowned, this time he just glared and threw his face away. Without saying goodbye, Anan quickly walked away from Amar.

"Hey, You?"

However, Anan did not comment on Amar's call.

"Anan!"

The boy continued his journey.

"If you come along, you'll just say what you want to buy!"

Anan stopped immediately. Amar smiled faintly.

"I think ice cream is so good this hot afternoon."

Anan started to look back.

"Added burger tombs as well, wuuiiih ...."

Anan clenched his forehead back. This time he turned his body.

"Added play on the rides of the game pastiiii ... Vaaaaahh ...."

Anan ran towards Amar. Without excuse, the third-grader of elementary school held Amar's hand.

"Come, Om!"

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He glanced at the time that had shown him at seventeen. He realized that his son had not yet returned from school. Normally, at thirteen, Anan had already arrived at his house. Because the distance he considered was not too far, Anna considered Anan could go back to school alone without the need to be escorted and picked up.

Time continued to roll into the night and the sky began to darken. Anna began to feel unsettled and paced back and forth to think of Anan.

"How, Ma? Hasn't Anan returned yet?" lasmi asked, Anna's accomplice.

Anna shook her head. From the outside, the salon door that had been labeled closed, opened by someone.

"Hi" said the man who was none other than the Yoga Doctor. For a moment, it was clear he saw the look of anxiety belonging to his lover now.

"Why you?"

"Anan, Mum ... Anan hasn't come home yet" said Anna.

The Yoga Doctor instantly looked at the time on his watch. "Well, it's already night. Why hasn't Anan come home yet?"

Anna shook her head quickly. This time, his face was pleading. "Mas, let's go find Anan. I'm afraid he's deliberately gone away from me."

"Why do you think that?"

"So from last night, he won't talk to me. Ah, I feel so guilty about her. I'm not no darling, I even love her so much. It's just ...."

Anna was unable to shrink her speech network back. Anna always felt hurt when she saw Anan's face. To him, Anan was the source of the problem. His life story has been a mess ever since Anan was created in his womb.

The Yoga Doctor seemed to understand what Anna was feeling. He shook Anna's hand warmly. "Come on! Let's find out until we meet!"

Anna frowned glancing at the man's hand. It is not the comfort that he gets the attention that the Yoga Doctor gives. Existing, he felt awkward and uncomfortable.

Slowly, Anna wriggled, then slipped out of the grasp of the Yoga Doctor. The man realized what Anna was doing.

'Maybe Anna is sad. Yes, however cold he was towards his son, Anan was still his flesh and blood. Okay Yoga ... Slowly! She's been through marriage trauma! I can't be rash!'

"Then we'll find Anan right now." The Yoga Doctor pulls Anna's glass door handle.

However, out there looked the wanted boy was waving with a cheerful face.

"Drug, Papa ... Tomorrow pick me up again, we'll take another walk."