
"Dad...!" the call made Roman look up. Looking at the little boy's face was full of questions.
"Little brother..you found your father?" the tananya soft while aligning her body with the height of Evan. Evan just nodded.
"Your father was where, let Om help anterin you to your father," Roman persuaded.
Evan shook his head instead, "said Mom, the working father jauuuuh very much said mother also her face looks like me," he replied innocently, feeling like Roman. Perhaps it is the instinct of a child who sees his biological father.
Roman was stunned, "if you look at the face of this boy is indeed similar to me.but where could I be his father," his mind was turbulent.
"German...!" call Miss Ira who approached her.
"I'm sorry, my granddaughter is bothering me. He is sometimes nosy," said Ira Bu is not feeling well.
"No, ma'am, he just thinks I'm his father" Roman smiled back.
"Now Om asks, what is your name?" switch to Evan.
"Evan Om."
"Good name, Om doain, may your father come home," as he gently rubbed the top of Evan's head.
"Om saying goodbye first, ponakan Om has asked to go home," Roman then rose, leaving the boy who still continues to look at him.
"Why Ma'am?" Kinar followed him.
"This.. Evan called me the same guy who doesn't know who."
"Evan.no more yes," said Kinar softly, warning.
"Said Dad's mom looks like me, Om it looks just like me" he pointed to the car that started driving.
"Masa si.." teased Kinar, not too serious response to the words of his son.
"Yes Ms. ..similar," chuckled Evan with her opinion.
"Yes.iya.but maybe just a little similar," replied Kinar just to cheer him up.
"Now we sit there, eat and go home later deh.kasian grandma tuh already cape," said Kinar, pointing at Bu Ira. Evan smiled, obeying what his mother said.
What is true is just a coincidence, indeed the face of the man resembled Evan. Looks like a good person.when he does such a depraved thing. Although I actually hope that his father Evan is a good man, said the heart of Bu Ira who did not intend to say to Kinar.
Finally, the day ended pleasantly, Evan slept with a happy face. But for Ms. Ira, that day passed with a flash of thought about the figure of a man this afternoon, which Evan called father.
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Throwing his laziness back to face the reality of living with various burdens, Kinar forced his step back to his workplace. Leaving the baby, who always called him spoiled for the company of playing, is indeed a dilemma.
Walk in the hot, warming sun, down the busy early morning road to the bus stop. But suddenly a car pulled over, honking a horn that made him turn his head.
"Get in...!" yell Angga from the inside.
Kinar tanya fell silent, surprised by the appearance of his boss.
Kinar who was still in gago mode was finally realized, moving in according to Angga's orders.
"Thank you for the ride, sir." he said eroding the awkwardness.
"All I want to do is go to the project, today Roman doesn't work. I'll give you additional duties, yes" said Angga.
"But if I could sir, fear it would make a mess, instead" Kinar felt insecure.
"Nothing is afraid yet, suck you. I'm sure you can. Later I will explain the task, if it has arrived," said Angga.
Kinar nodded, "Yes sir.."
After being explained by Angga, it is not a difficult thing just requires thoroughness. It was easy for Kinar to learn it. What is actually Roman's task in addition to his main work as an architect who designs, plans the budget to control the construction of the resort building.
He struggled with numbers, making him forget time. Not feeling dusk has been incarnated, whispering the beautiful phrase "working hours are up, time to go home."
But a giggling job forced him to last a few minutes, up to an hour later. And when all went out, he took it out, the day darkened.
Stepping back to carry out his duties as a Muslim, after being struck by a knit sweater that always warms his body when leaving and returning to work, with a famous unmarked Sling bag draped on his shoulders, he remains beautiful. Ready to pack up, open the door and go home.
Stretched with a feeling of relief, especially after the online ojeg he was looking for responded to his order. But at the entrance of the project area in front of there, two people were talking seriously. Accompanied by the smile on the sweet lips of the woman he knew.
Hana..? Is that Hana, she knows Mas Jay? tucked in jealousy when he saw the gaze of the two people who looked deep.
Worried that his existence disturbed their preoccupation with chatting, Kinar chose to retreat. Choose another path, avoid them. Stepping slowly through the darkness of the night made him shudder, too quiet.
"Why are you going through here? Are you avoiding?" the firm voice of a man made him flinch.
"En_enggak.tadi someone left behind, so let me spit through here. The Ojek that I signed her waiting there," she stammered.
"I'm sorry, first," she passed Jay who was standing right in front of her.
"Wait..." Jay grabbed Kinar's wrist, holding him back from stepping back. Interestingly strong until their position back facing each other, meet each other.
"What exactly happened at that time?" tanyanya.
"I don't know what you mean? Didn't I tell you, I'm married. The marriage I had originally was to pay off the debt. The man treated me well, he loved me very much. So I could easily accept it too, we were happy, "a lie that smoothly uttered but still did not make Jay believe it.
"Well, if you stick with that answer, I'll figure out the truth for myself."
"I'm a married woman, it's not appropriate if Mas continues like this," said Kinar trying to make Jay believe.
"If that time comes, never force me again to stay away," Jay concluded by continuing to look at Kinar's face. Her tears welled up, ready to fall. But quickly Kinar looked the other way. Hiding the true face.
Trying to pull his hand from Jay's hand that was already loosened, "I have to turn back quickly," stepped quickly to leave Jay who was just silently peeking, "I have to turn back quickly," quickly left Jay who was just silently, his gaze accompanied Kinar's steps to disappear in the distance with ojeg speeding.
I will definitely find out for myself, something you hid Kinara. Jay's determination in heart.
I'm no longer the Kinara that Mas used to be.I don't deserve your sincerity. Let our past be enough of an entertainment story in the future, no longer a burden of a heart that is just torturous. Although I..love you...
let her tears fall down hard.