
"What the hell" Arga scrunched his forehead.
"Beautiful, this is my sister's husband, and dear this is beautiful, the person I've been telling you about so much"
They get acquainted, some time later Beautiful part because they feel will disturb the couple who have not met for a long time.
"I'm going home brother." Beautiful words to Nadine and her husband.
Of course Arga will also go from the room that feels very affecting his mood, seeing a couple who make out in front of him makes Arga pinched his lips several times.
"Come, I'll take you..!"
"We can order a taxi mas Arga" said the beautiful feel unpleasant troublesome.
"Come mi, go home on a motorbike papi, uh om" said Kay while tugging at the end of her mammoth shirt.
"Yes Kay" they finally went home together, but instead of bringing Beautiful and Kay home Arga deliberately took the streets of the mother and child to a famous Mall in the city of flowers.
Arga invites Kay to play in the arena of the game that is there, Kay enthusiastically play with Arga, Kay's fake papi.
Beautiful just sat on the sidelines while looking at the closeness between Kay and Arga.
The woman's heart seemed mixed, between happy to see Kay who laughed loosely with Arga, and at the same time sad to see her son consider others as his father.
When with Kay, Arga's cold and stiff figure, like TNI members in general, transformed into a very warm and snacking figure, he really enjoyed his role as a fake papi Kay.
Yes, although Kay's mother does not like if Kay calls Arga with the name papi, because Arga's only one is Arief, although she knows maybe Arief will not be called by the child.
"Mami come! I'm a lapal" Kay leads her mother to follow where Arga is going.
Kay also holds Arga's hand, as a result the three get the spotlight from the people around.
"Family matching yes, son and father handsome, mother beautiful" said some mothers who witnessed the closeness of the three of them.
Yes, it's true, the beauty who is not beautiful now, she is so beautiful, she takes good care of herself she looks very graceful, with a polite and smart word.
After stepping on college, not one 2 people who approached him and asked him to be a lover, but he always refused because in his heart there was only 1 name that is Arief Kay's real father.
Now that her son cannot escape from Arga, Beautiful has no feelings for Arga at all. Although Arga's movements show that he is interested in her.
The three of them sat at the losing table at the fast food restaurant inside the mall.
"What do you want to eat, baby?" Ask her beautiful daughter.
"I want chicken goeng mami" Kay replied enthusiastically.
"What would Mas Arga eat?"
"Just like Kay"
Finally, the menu of fried chicken and fried potatoes became the menu of the three of them for lunch that day, not to forget also they ordered 3 glasses of sweet iced tea.
Kay is still struggling spoiled in Arga's lap, Beautiful feels really bad to see her.
"Today same mommy, kasian om Arga want to eat" Beautiful persuaded Kay who continues to stick to his fake papi.
"Ga wants noodles, same about papi." Kay shook her head.
"Let it be beautiful, its name is also a child."
Finally the three of them ate with Arga still holding Kay, and the beautiful boy was fed.
"I'm sorry my son, yes Arga, he's so spoiled like this to you" Since their relationship was close, Arga asked Beautiful not to call her with the father again, so that she would not call him, especially now Beautiful knows if Arga is younger than her.
"Yes, I'm happy, I feel like I've got a new toy, a cute and chaby rich you Kay." Said Arga who pinched her child's puffed cheek.
"It looks like he misses the figure of a beautiful father, sorry if you may know where his father is?" Arga seemed to have mispronounced, looking from the look of a beautiful face that turned sour.
Huffa... Beautiful takes a long breath.
"I don't know where she is now, after knowing I was pregnant with her child, she just left, with no news at all, last I knew she was moving out of the country" He said with a word that sounded a little quivering.
"Aren't you looking for her on social media?" ask Arga again.
"Already, but the trail is like it's lost in the earth, there's no information about it"
"If I may know, what is his name? I'll get people to investigate" Arga said, offering help.
"No need for Arga, let me know, let me keep all this myself, after all I have let him go, with or without him, with or without him, the most important thing for me is to see Kay grow and develop well and healthy."
If you want to accept me Beautiful, I will be the best father for Kay, and will always be there for you, when it is hard and happy.
But it seems not the right time to express his feelings, even now he is still not ready enough to establish a household.
Unlike her brother Arief who since Junior High has been earning, Arga only focuses on school.
Although the property of his father and mother will not run out of 7 derivatives, but he will be happy if later his wife eats from the results of his own sweat.
They ended the togetherness, Arga drove the beautiful home to her home.
Their arrival was welcomed by father and mother.
"Case, abis from where is the same om handsome?" father asked his grandson who was still in Arga's lap.
"I played with Papi, Abah" answered Kay.
"Let's get Arga, let's have coffee!"
"Don't bother sir, I have to go back to the dorm"
"Kay, get down yuk! om Arga wants to go home" Beautiful immediately took over Kay's sling from Arga.
Arga immediately resigned and returned to his residence, in a special dormitory for soldiers located not too far from the residence of the mother of one child.
"Good Arga is beautiful, she also seems to love Kay." Said the father, who was only answered with a nod.
"Aren't you willing to open your heart to Arga, from her concern for you and Kay, I'm sure she has more feelings for you."
"Let the time that you answer me, Dad, it feels like the wound in my heart is not ready to accept a new person yet."
"Just let the new man come in and treat your wounds dear, let the pain heal with a new love" the mother chimed in on the father and son's conversation.