Father of My Son

The Evening Is In The Car

That afternoon Dira and Bia had to leave the family home of Ernesto Kenan without Divan. Do not know what Ernesto said until Divan himself did not want to go with his parents. She didn't even stop crying in the car.

"Where? My son ... What should I do?" bia asked while shaking Dira's arm.

The body that was driving breathed heavily. "We accept Papah's terms. I'm taking care of our marriage papers. After all, Papa only asked for the condition of marriage is not emphasized religiously or stately. The most important thing is to get married" answered Dira. He tried to calm down because he had been in a hurry instead misstep.

Bia turned around while hitting her knee. "Know this better not bring Divan!" said sorry.

Dira's left hand rubbed Bia's hair gently. "Patience, this is my effort too. Moreover, I just met him and then suddenly had to be taken."

Bia turned to Dira again. "We'll get married religiously tomorrow!" press Bia wants to quickly meet Divan again.

Dira coughed. "Patience first. I haven't talked about this with the agency. Tomorrow I'll talk to them on the phone and set a time. Anyway before one week."

Bia's hand pinched Dira in anxiety. Dira immediately shouted in pain. "We want to lose a child and you're still thinking about the agency?" bia was upset.

"Mom, wait why. It's not because I'm selfish. We have to find the best way. If in a hurry especially to leak who will be blasphemed you are not me. You know the fans of today, right?" dira's Advice.

Bia shudder. He remembers five teenagers stopping by the store. They are big fans of one of the top singers in Heren. When they found out the artist was dating, they put together an initiative to terrorize the artist's girlfriend. "As far as you are, deh. Anyway we should be able to grab Divan again!" Bia rubbed his cold-turned arm. He also wiped his tears.

"I know you can't stand being bullied the least" said Dira, looking down at the windshield to watch the road.

Bia leaned her elbow on the door of Dira's car. "I don't know why people like to say harsh words to others. Lotus something they can only see in the frame, without getting into it. It was sad, as if I lived to their liking. While they do not want to be criticized," explained Bia. Life is unfair because not everyone knows what empathy is.

Dira smiled a little. "His future living with me will definitely get blasphemy. No matter how good, there are those who judge the negative. You strong?" tanya Dira asked for Bia's readiness.

"I've been scorned many times while conceiving Divan and holding her in front of people. They know I'm not married" pressed Bia.

"Goodoo. I think you're still scared." Dira turned his wheel to bring the expensive red car to the house of Bu Suli.

Bia gulped. He did not think about what netizen julid would say. Just stop watching television and see the news on the internet. His only concern was that one. "Dir, Cloena's got psychopathic seeds, isn't she?" ask Bia.

Bia shudder. "Fear that he could mutilate people. Kan serem, Dir. Like in those movies. If he's still the same actor in television cinema, I don't have a problem."

Dira rubbed Bia's hair. "While you're learning the crest of people, let me protect you and Divan first. Except, he can you really just cut me out, and then you move on."

There was a gap between them. The sky began to darken and lights lit up on the side of the road. The classic Neo building is still a sight in Bia's eyes. Paint buildings there are not allowed to use colors other than white and ivory. No wonder Emertown is so uniform.

"Divan, I don't think I'm staying, are you?" bia asked confusedly. The boy told Bia to repent. Given that, Bia grinned to herself.

Dira saw that. "Aren't you smiling?" ask Dira.

"I took him home, I thought it would work and made Oom let him come with us. Divan even nasehatin me. Know what he said?" reply Bia. Dira shakes. "Your, my medicine. Dangan naughty transparent. Kacian grandpa is the same as the granny slug," he continued to imitate the way Divan spoke.

Dira laughed. "It's been a few hours now" he lamented. Tonight she can't hug Divan while sleeping. "Some of him talk like moms so who teaches, anyway?"

Bia folds her hands in front of her chest. "Melvin. If the holiday must be Melvi to the teaching house she is strange. Sometimes he hears Mrs. Carol was gossiping with the neighbors. Divan is smart. Although he did not pay attention, he would remember the words he heard, " explained Bia.

Bia's eyes glanced at Dira. "It's still mending. You're worse," ketus Bia.

"What?"

"You remember when you never said that many loved you in school? To blatantly say that our classmates are on a perverted road because of the wrong color shoes."

Remember that suddenly Bia laughed. Divan and Dira are both buckets of his mouth asking to be padlocked. This time even though Dira laughs. "Only I look like kindergarten's son brought a ring to your house and made a proposal."

It was very intention of Dira then to wear a suit and take a bouquet of flowers in the living room of her grandmother. "May Divan not be on the same ninja path" he hopes.

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