Father of My Son
Divan Adhlino Ravin
Keluarga yang bahagia. Aku dengar bagaimana mereka berpisah dulu. Kenapa harus ada Cloena Parviz -
Why did I just realize, Dira Kenan's wife is so beautiful
His son traced the perfect genes of both his parents. They are so handsome -
Do I have to wait until the big Dira kid first? They've been glowing since the baby
No one thought, even Dira himself if the IG story will be crowded by the comments of people who see. All of them are compliments. More than that they even praised the way Bia wore clothes for her two sons.
Does Dira use a stylist even for his own son?-
The compliments that finally made Dira get an extraordinary idea. He started looking for designers who could work together. Of course the network he got as long as he became an artist he could use.
"Family clothes?" kelvin asked confused. Dira nodded. "That's for the mother, the father and the son?" Kelvin made sure if his assumption was right.
"Lately my family's video post has been a lot of discussion. Even they are looking for the same pororo doll as Divan to just be a decoration or gift," explained Dira.
Kelvin and Ezra clapped. "There's also a point in being an artist first. Now your name alone is enough to sell."
"I plan to use the designer I worked with first to make stage costumes. Some do work for some brands, but many are freelance. These are the ones I'm assessing his abilities." Dira is trying out his strategy.
"Then what about marketing?" kelvin asked because they did not have an official outlet yet. Even brands to register.
Dira tapped the tip of the pen to the forehead. "On advertising, don't know why I want to use Divan. I knew he'd be popular. Since it's about popularity, I should be able to drive so that it doesn't affect Divan's life."
Ezra bobbing head. "From the beginning I told you, your son already has a talent for attention. At first it may be shock, long time he is comfortable with popularity."
Dira nodded. Divan's clothing style is different from other children's. Although many think Bia who prepares Divan clothes, in fact Divan who chooses clothes that he plays himself when buying does not even want to be chosen by the store owner. Bia and Dira can only give advice, too organized will even make his creativity can not develop optimally.
"So you want to make Divan a model?" ask Kelvin.
Dira shakes. "Son, I want either someone else or Divan himself not to be aware if it's an advertisement. I'll just post Divan's video on social media and at the end of the video I pin the clothing brand that Divan wears. Just a video of daily activities. Sometimes he would record his own videos or talk in front of a mirror as if someone was there."
Kelvin doesn't want to lose. "So candidate besan too. He's even more popular than his papa."
In fact, many comments also ask Dira to create a personal account for Divan. That is, Dira must be able to control the popularity of Divan, therefore he often measures the time to upload videos interspersed with his own routine video.
Meanwhile, at home everyone was at peace. Diandre smiled at the sound of Divan teasing her. Although Diandre himself actually did not understand what Divan said and his expression was not necessarily a real smile. After all, Diandre was still a month old.
"Sister, funny to ... to ...." Divan touched Diandre's cheek with her index finger gently. Before long Divan closed his eyes with both palms. "Ciluk ... ba!"
Bia could only laugh to herself at the behavior of this first son. Sometimes he refused his sister there, sometimes so attached to force want to hold Diandre.
Jealousy must be there. Divan has always been a priority and now has to share it with Diandre. Questions such as why Diandre carried on, why Diandre slept equally mamah and papah, Divan often throws. Bia can't arrange for Divan not to protest. She only needs to involve Divan in nurturing Diandre so that her brother feels considered.
"Divan wants to take a shower with Diandre? It's afternoon, loh. Try Diandre's example of the right way to bathe, brother is smart," Bia suggested.
Divan nodded. "Come Diandre! Look at the big brother shower, come on!" bring Divan. Bia holds Diandre and leads Divan to the bathroom.
"Sorry yes, Divan must walk alone not mamah gendong. Mamah see Divan now running agile. It's great!" puji Bia's.
Divan nodded. "Divan played basketball with papah. Strong ototna!" exciting Divan.
Bia nodded. "What's prepared, huh? Diandre doesn't seem to know" Bia's fishing rod.
Divan blinked one eye. "Diandre, look at brother. One anduk used to telus airna nyalain. Gini!" Divan presses the warm water tap. He already knew which tap was the right color.
"Try what Diandre said?" guess Bia.
"Yes Divan pintel's brother, Diandre can already be restrained." Divan pretends to be Diandre. He held his sister's hand and moved slowly. Divan has started playing micro roles. All sorts of stuff he dubber up his own sister.
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