Father of My Son

D - Zone Area

Because ADA wants to end. Better the vote to donate to the stall next to "wife of the heir to the throne" huh? 😘 peace! on good everything.

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"Dira, are you ready?" matteo asked as he opened the waiting room backstage. Dira nodded. He stood up while buttoning his suit. Clothing and accessories from hair to toe are all perfect.

Dira walked in the company of Matteo. From the bottom of the stairs to the bottom of the stage, Dira had already heard the clapping of the audience's hands.

Two weeks ago, Dira officially announced her clothing brand, D-Zone. The clothes are special for boys and teenage men are also adults. He was just going to have a regular launching event. Just because of the idea of Dira fans to hold a farewell concert, finally the concert was held and sponsored by the former Dira music label, R-ever.

Within two days, the tickets were sold out. Moreover, Dira promised to sing a new song. "The person we all miss the most. The singer who had been resting for a long time, finally returned. The handsome guy we're waiting for, Dira Kenan!" call the MC for the show that night.

The floodlight was directed to the entrance of the stage. Dira went up the stairs and walked followed by the stage spotlights towards the center of the stage. While walking, he greeted the audience that night.

Among the audience that night, there was Drabia Kenan who also waved at him while shouting hysterically with other fans. Dira picked up the guitar and sat in the middle seat of the stage. He started strumming guitar strings.

Never felt this disappear

For your dear self

I never wanted to share

If you could be my own

It doesn't need this world to know

Enough of you to trust me

No need for the ocean to be a witness

I've already dived in it

In real and dream, I want you to be a complement

Although time is not eternal, at the end of the day I want you to be one at heart

The audience lifted the lightstick and moved it to the right and left to follow the rhythm of Dira's guitar passages. Tonight he looks back at the sparkling green light from his fans. He heard the voices that accompanied his singing after a long time.

As soon as the last guitar quote, there was a clap of hands followed by the sound of people calling his name. This is the world of music that Dira likes, not because of the glitter of expensive clothes and also wealth. However, the sound of fans' satisfaction heard his work and voice.

"I miss you guys!" yelled Dira from the stage.

"I miss Dira Kenan!" the audience that night. Dira smiled and then gave a heart sign that was formed by fusing the fingers of his two hands.

"Please tell my wife! Forgive me that you mean something to me too" he joked, making everyone there laugh. The camera leads to Bia who also laughs.

On a whim, Matteo and Kalvis pull Bia onto the stage and bring her close to Dira. "Hey, don't be rude to my wife. He's fierce!" kelakar Dira's. Bia ruffled her waist while a manyun.

Dira leads Bia to the front of the stage. He wrapped his arm around Bia's shoulder. "She's pretty, isn't she?" ask Dira.

"Yes!" exclaim the fans.

"She's my wife! Don't be jealous if you want to find yourself!" timpal Dira made his mostly female audience laugh again.

Dira looked at Bia. "Mrs Kenan, is there anything I want to ask my fans? For example, may I marry Dira Kenan?" his suggestion.

Bia smiled shyly. He occasionally glared at Dira, but the man did not give up and forced Bia to talk. Dira close his lips to Bia's ears and it again provokes the fanfare of Dira fans.

"Talk about Divan" whispered Dira. The event will indeed be emphasized to the issue of the official brand of clothing that is now officially licensed to be sold internationally.

Bia smiled cunningly. He took the mic from Dira's hand. "Do you love Dira or Divan more?" ask Bia.

Dira folds his hands on his chest. "Divan!" answer the audience for sure. Dira until rubbed his face disappointed as Divan far received public attention.

"Call Divan!" exclaim Bia.

"Divan!" call the audience there. The floodlight is turned off and the entire stage light is turned on. At that time a three-year-old child (because not yet a new year) walked casually from the end of the stage towards his mother and father. He was wearing light brown trousers and a light green short t-shirt. His eyes were closed round glasses with a red frame.

Divan waved and made the audience hysterical. He even stylish while shaking his waist, giving pose V to do a kiss bye to the audience.

Divan is no longer afraid of being photographed by many people. He was not surprised to hear the voice of people calling him. Instead he knew, "All Divan dear! Divan kelen!" his inner.

Divan walked up to his parents. Dira tried to carry the child, but was rejected. "Shame on! Divan when children later," protested while grinning at the audience and made the audience who heard his voice laugh.

"You are still a child!" dira Protest.

Bia poking Dira's arm. Soon Dira turned to the board held by the staff that contained the event line that day. "okay! Tonight is not only my last concert, but also the launching of my family's clothing brand."

Divan is stylish while keeping an arm on her belt. "Here we go, D-zone!" As soon as Dira said her clothing brand, the brand logo immediately appeared on the screen.

"You guys coming tonight can order for a couple. Who still need not be sad. Buy first and then save. Already have a girlfriend, just give it," Dira suggested.

"Buy Divan bial kasih papah jajan," cried Divan made the audience again laugh.

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Times masang toge here 😎