Genius Child: Possessive Father

Darling

The atmosphere of the living room became quiet. None of them spoke. Darren Darrel was silent.

"I'll make you a drink." Alula rushes to wake up, but is arrested by Gara.

"There are servants, let them make them." Alula could only obey. He sat down next to Gara.

"Let's just say, what is it that you're here for?" Gara started the conversation. But his eyes did not look at Father. He watched his two sons and then Alula.

"Father has no interest whatsoever. I just wanted to see you. You only visited Dad once."

"I don't have to see Dad for the umpteenth time. Dad's been taking care of it. What am I going there for?"

"Gara, I know you're wrong. I'm more selfish than taking care of you and Alex. But you should know, I didn't really stop looking for Alex. Although it was stopped, but until now I'm still looking for it."

Gara's gaze was directly on his father. He tried to find lies in his father's eyes. But he found honesty in what his father said.

"Didn't you lie?" The investigation, still not sure.

"For what Dad lied. Even though the results remained the same, Father never gave up looking for her. He's Dad's son, gotta get back to Dad. Living with Dad. I'm sure he's alive."

I don't know what I'm feeling right now. Clearly, he was happy to know his father had never forgotten the figure of his sister who had disappeared for many years.

Ginanjar got up from his seat, moved to the side of Gara. He looked at his son and patted his shoulder softly.

"I'm sorry Dad. I promised you I'd bring Alex back for you and your late mother."

I can't hold back his feelings anymore. He turned and hugged his father. Guilt suddenly appeared. He had been bad to his father all along. Thinking that his father is the worst Dad, the father neglects his son for the sake of the new man in his life.

"I'm sorry too. I've been bad-minded and rude to Dad."

Ginanjar let go of the embrace. "Dad has forgiven you. So, are we okay?"

"Yes, we're better." The answer is, go back to being cold.

Actually he was ashamed of himself with his attitude just now. Darren Darrel and Alula were there. Maybe they'll think he's a weird guy with a fickle mood.

A waiter came with a tray filled with glasses and drinks. He distributed it to five of his employers.

"Please drink, sir." Said Alula, invite Father Gara.

"I'm Gara's Dad. You should call me Dad too."

Alula smiled awkwardly. "Please have a drink, Dad."

"Hahaha.it sounds still stiff." The reply. "Oh yeah, since when did you get married?"

Alula and Gara looked at each other. It will be a frown on Ginanjar's forehead. He was puzzled to see Gara and Alula's reaction as he asked.

"What's wrong?"

"Me and Alula are not married."

"Not married? How could? Keep these two kids?"

"Dad come with me to the study. I'll explain everything."

Ginanjar according to him. He woke up and followed Gara's steps towards the study, leaving Alula and the messiah in the living room.

"Mother, was that Dad's grandfather?" Ask Darrel.

"Yes." Yeah."

"That means my grandfather and Darrel." Connect Darren.

"Yes, your grandfather. You two play here. I'm gonna cook to eat with Grandpa."

"Ready Ma'am. That's good, huh?"

Alula smiled and nodded in response to Darrel's words.

***

Gara and his father came out of the study together. The two walked towards the living room. Ginanjar took his place next to Darren.

"Grandfather's grandchildren what else?" Darren and Darrel looked up, looking at the man who called himself grandfather.

"We're talking about this." Darrel showed me a crate containing 10 math problems for a 5th grade elementary school kid.

Ginanjar looked at his son. "You said they were kindergartens. Why do you do elementary school students?"

"Of course, I often find them doing things that aren't their portion. And all the answers are right."

"Haha... Really true?" Because nodding. "Truly the successor of Grisam."

"Grandfather," Call Darrel.

"Yes? What's up, son? You want grandpa to buy you something? Toys or what?"

"Don't overdo it, Cake." Darren Sahut.

Ginanjar who heard it was immediately dumbfounded. In addition to having a face similar to Gara, Darren also has the ugly nature of Gara.

"Darren," Alula who had just come rebuked him for being polite to her Grandfather. The woman put the snacks on the table.

"No problem, son. Let it. I'm just kasian to my granddaughter. Why should he inherit his father's nature." Ginanjar.

Alula who saw the change in face Gara held back her laughter. Darrel. Only Darren was still flat-faced.

"Why should I?"

"Yes, because he's your son." Reply Ginanjar. "Oh, son, what did you want to say?"

"I want to ask, What does Grandpa like to be called? Grandpa or Opa?"

"Oh that? Just do your smile."

"I'll call Opa." Darrel.

"I want Opa."

"Grandfather."

"Opa."

"Grandfather."

"Of..."

"Already! Yes, my dear grandfather's grandchildren. Gini, Darren call Grandpa, Grandpa. And Darrel calls grandpa, Opa. How's it?"

"alright. I'll call Grandpa, Grandpa." Disconnect Darrel.

"meaning?"

"I'm gonna call Grandpa, just like Dallen."

Ginanjar just nodded forcefully. Why did he make that choice, if Darrel finally decided to follow Darren.

***

Dinner time is over. Now Darren, Darrel, Alula and Gara are standing in the front yard, driving Ginanjar home. The middle-aged man continued to wave his hand at the four people standing looking at him.

"When to Grandpa's house." He shouted before the car drove.

"Grandfather also dizzy here."

"Be careful, Cake." Three words came out of Darren's mouth. Grandfather smiled hearing that.

The car drove away from Gara's residence. The four men came back in. Darren and Darrel picked up their stuff scattered in the living room.

"I'm sleepy." Darren.

"I want to be too scared."

"Do you want to accompany me?"

"No need, Mom. I've grown up not needing company."

"alright. You Darrel?"

Darrel turned his head towards Darren before replying. Darren's one blink of an eye made him understand. He looked back at his mother.

"I want to learn tidul sendili." Her speech.

Alula could only nod. The twins picked up their belongings and carried them up the stairs to the room.

Alula watched her two sons until they entered their rooms. Alula who stood until the middle of the stairs came down. Behind him was Gara who kept following him.

Alula stops, making Gara stop. Quickly the man wrapped his hands around Alula's waist. Hugged him from behind with a buttressed chin on Alula's shoulder.

"Gara, what are you doing?"

"Hug you." Spoiled answer.

"Ish, what the fuck is the hug. Shame to know about the waiter."

"Belvin. I haven't hugged you before." He kissed Alula's shoulder.

"What was that from? You hugged me in front of me."

"Not satisfied."

"Basic. Ah, yes, pelin! Shame to know contravene."

"If you're ashamed to move to work, to work?"

"What's to the workspace? Don't want to."

Because I didn't comment on Alula's words. He continued to kiss Alula on the shoulder and drowned her face in the recess of Alula's neck.

"How to."

"Hm."

"Please."

"Call me like that, and I'll take it off."

Alula quickly rotates the brain. He remembered the call that Gara meant. "Which call?" Pretending not to remember.

"The call earlier. What you whispered in front of me." His words intensified his embrace.

"I don't remember."

"Now, I remember. You said gini, 'Darling, don't get mad. Let your father rest first. Come on, talk things out quietly.' Do you remember now?"

Alula smiled with a reddened face. Because I remember it well.

"Come on. Repeat it again. I'm glad to hear it."

"Yes. But, let me go after that."

"Hmm."

"Darling, let me go. I've been so sleepy."

Because of smiling. He slapped his shoulders all over Alula's face. It felt so great to hear Alula's soft voice calling her dear.

"Thank you dear." The reply. "Let's sleep!" Further.

"I'll go to the room first." Alula said, then ran to her room while holding a smile.