
A man dropped a glass from his hand. The sound fell and the fragments were so scattered on the floor. His eyes only glanced towards the broken glass for a moment. Then look back ahead.
That man, is Michael Fiqer. His face was so horrible with hair that it was twitching. His eyes were reddened by the smell of liquor around his body. Yes, Fiqer is already like a madman. What has happened since that meeting.
Fiqer did not know that there was good luck to him.He saw a woman being led by another girl while holding a child. The first thing Fiqer thought, that boy was my son.
Although everything he had in mind was true, Fiqer could not even meet the woman.What's more, the small garden there was specifically for children, so there was no way he would enter without any reason.
Just pay attention and keep paying attention. Until finally, Fiqer got a reply. He saw the girl he loved stepping up to him a little differently.
“What happened to Vie?” his mind.
When all the attention has gone to the loved one. It will never escape all problems. Fiqer didn't have to ask why Vie was walking so late. The woman he loved was blind, and she knew why.
“Your blindness for giving birth to our child.” Benak Fiqer's.
Talking and wanting to hug you is the most important thing in your heart. But, after everything that was done. Strange things happen, the woman he loves tells him to go. Go leave her and never come back to her.
Fiqer can't fight or think about anything else.he stays in place until he loses Vie. A sense of loss and loss filled the heart. This is the feeling that comes again. Fiqer immediately returned to the hotel by laying down his body.
And here he is, after the encounter that made him suffer. Fiqer is not getting better.
“Vie, why don't you let me take you back?” muttered Fiqer with a sense of guilt.
Guilty, all this time why he did not think wisely and decided appropriately. Why think short until you lose all of this.
Family, the mother he loved. Died of being poisoned by his father's other wife, high jealousy makes them thirsty for attention to lose control and decide to kill each other.
Then, the loved ones. Women who accidentally sleep together and decide to get acquainted with each other until the closeness that occurs. Have a hot night that decides to hook up like a husband and wife. But, the woman left because of Fiqer's own fault.
“Huh..” Fiqer again sighed with fatigue. He looked at the ceiling of his room. “I should how? Should I force him. No!. .. if I do that, I'll lose it even more.”
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All day in the room without coming out, a feeling of hunger began to haunt him. Fiqer decided to come out by preparing first and tidying himself up. He did not want, what other people the family knew of his current state.
Fiqer walked out of the room into an elevator and immediately descended from the eighth floor towards the first floor. He exited as the elevator opened and stepped towards the existing shopping mall.
His steps were calm even though not as calm as he felt. His eyes looked towards someone who was carrying a small child. Without thinking much, Fiqer stepped closer to him.
“Hm? What's up Mr?”
The person speaks by pointing his or her body toward the source of the sound. Fiqer accidentally stumbles into the arms of her loved one, Vie.
“T-,” Fiqer stop talking immediately. He realized that if Vie knew that it was him, he'd be kicked out soon.
“Master? What's up?”
Fiqer pulled his arm and wrote a sentence on that palm. ‘Sorry, I have bumped into you’ that he wrote with a slight tremble. Trying not to recognize Vie.
“Oh begitu, apa kau bisu? Ah, maafkan aku ... aku hanya ingin memastikan saja.”
Fiqer smiled at the words of the woman he loved. What's more, seeing a boy staring at her. His eyes were shocked when he met the eyes of this boy.
The one thing that was on Fiqer's head, this boy was his son. He is the father of this child.
“Hm... mas?!”
Fiqer soon realized, he decided to write in the hand that was still clasped. ‘Iya, I'm mute.’
“Oh. But it is accepted, because the deficiency has its own value.”
A sense of calm hearing the words said by Vie. Making Fiqer is like getting a vitamin. He did not want all this to end, what else saw a son who was his own son.
‘can I take your son?’ He asked by writing every sentence in the hands of the woman he loved.
“Bby, briefly yes..”
Fiqer saw how Vie did a way to get the Boy out of his carrier. Then the boy was handed over to him so calmly.
“I trust you because my gut feeling is good. May you not do me any evil.”
Fiqer smiled and tapped his array twice on the back of Vie's hand. It was as a gesture that he agreed and immediately welcomed the boy.
“If you can know, this is mas or mbak ya?”
Fiqer smiled hearing the voice of the one he loved. He immediately wrote a sentence in the hands of this woman. ‘I am a man.’
“Oh so... haha, I don't think too much about it. Hm, whose name is it?”
A funny and cute feeling shakes in the heart. This is what Fiqer wanted. Vie is still the same as before. Being cute and calm in front of everyone is something that has been looking for its trademark.
‘Qer.’ Fiqer wrote the sentence by taking the final name of his call. He wanted to see if Vie quickly realized any of that.
Fiqer once again nodded with a smile. He feels he is doing a game with the person he loves. ‘iya, greetings know.’
“Oh yes, my son's name is Viviano.”
Fiqer's eyes immediately glanced towards a boy who was now staring at him. His son's eyes were very similar to his even his expression. Only, this child's smile resembled his mother's.
“Fuck!” cry Viviano.
Fiqer was surprised to hear that, as if he had just heard his son say Papah. Although, it is true that Fiqer is Viviano's real father.
“Eh? Viano, what are you saying hm? He's uncle Qer. Don't say that to new people.”
Can't help his admiration. Vie deserves to be his wife. He didn't look at anything, for him Vie being beside him was enough.
‘It's okay, just let Viviano call me that. hm, does he miss his father?’ intentionally, Fiqer did it. He didn't want his son to call someone else Dad.
Fiqer hoped, this call of Papah was only to him and nothing else. “Haha, my son just first called someone else dad. What's more, he said that to a stranger. In fact, there was a man who approached him, never one he said the word papah.” Said Vie.
Pleasure soon culminated in Fiqer's chest. This is what he wants, he wants good destiny always on him and will never go. who is not happy to hear it. His son seems to know who his father is and who is not.
Slowly, Fiqer lowered his face and looked at Viviano who was patting her cheeks. “Fuck!” ask him again.
Fiqer felt like he was being given an incredible burst of love. It's his love, he's got a son who's really cute and amazing. Unable to contain this excitement, Fiqer kissed Viviano's cheek to the point of making him laugh.
“Master? What did you do to my son?” ask Vie.
Fiqer immediately wrote a sentence in the hands of the woman he loved. The hand is located on his thigh. ‘I kissed her, she is very cute.’
“Oh really? Do you know what his face looks like? Everyone says he has a smile like me, but not with his face and eyes.” Said Vie again.
Fiqer slowly wrote the sentence in Vie's hand. He looked at the face of his son who did not seem to want to turn away. Then, he glanced towards Vie who was still beautiful despite no longer being able to see.
‘True, her smile is cute. He must look like you. And his look and his face, I don't think so. There is a resemblance of kok.’
“Likeness?” vie's face looked curious about his writing.
‘Yes, but I'm not sure. Are you thinking, who looks like him.’ Fiqer lures Vie to express his feelings. He wanted to know what made Vie not want to go back to him.
“Maybe it's his real father. Only those who have superior seeds. I have no other relationship than her. Haha, I'm instead telling my own disgrace.”
Fiqer was speechless hearing that.he understood what Vie was saying. Who wants to tell his own problems to strangers. But, Fiqer still led the people he loved to talk to him.
“Hm... actually, I love my lover very much. The one who made me fall in love the second time. But, I was disappointed, I was disappointed in him who made the decision without thinking of me.”
“I can accept if a decision is based on the words of his mother. But, she should have known, that she had promised me. Promise will make me the most important person in her life.”
“Huh, he still left me and chose a new person who only relied on insiders to be with him. Now, I'm sure she must be happy. happy with the person.” Explanation Vie.
Fiqer smiled looking at his son. He didn't want to show a sick heart hearing Vie's words. Right, he was too stupid back then.why did he choose a new woman over the one he loved.
‘He will definitely suffer with what he has done.’ Fiqer wrote that calmly. He hates himself.
Vie's head shook his head. “No, I don't want him to suffer. I love him and I don't expect that to happen. Yesterday, he met me and asked me to come back.”
“At that time, I made him go so as never to come again.you know the reason Fiqer!” vie suddenly said.
Fiqer was determined to hear that.he immediately looked at Vie with a surprised look. “Ba-How do you know that?” shock Fiqer.
His eyes immediately saw Vie grab Viviano and hold her. Fiqer did not have time to hold Viviano. The little boy immediately cried in his mother's arms.
“Vie, let her be with me!” pinta Fiqer with pleading face. He had just enjoyed this warmth.
“I told you to leave, but you didn't listen to me. Then you ask how I know, right? I know you Fiqer. That touch of your hand I won't forget.” Vie immediately stepped away leaving Fiqer.
Seeing that made Fiqer want to catch up with him. But, a man immediately stopped Fiqer.
“Stop man! You've made him throw you out.” Said a man who had a flat and cold face. Not much different from his own attitude.
“Who are you!” shock Fiqer. Just this time he saw a man who stopped him. What's more, he felt this man was close to Vie.
“I Xexin. The guy who took care of Vie. Hear that! You're a good person but you're no longer good now, because Vie doesn't want you to meet him. So, stay away from his life.” Xexin said.
Fiqer furrowed his brows. “You, who are you to say that. I am his real father!” squeak Fiqer.
“You're his father? Why did she get pregnant and suffer. You're not next to him? Did you ever think about how she lived while pregnant with your son?” tanya Xexin with long-winded.
Fiqer was silent, unable to answer anything. He lowered his head in shame at all of that.
“As you know, she's willing to give birth to the child she got from the man she loves. As for you, feeling at a disadvantage? Realize, he suffered the most, not you!” Xexin.