My son, not my son

My son, not my son
Chapter 44. Viral News



"Let's eat fast! Later to be late to school," papa Arion told Nawal. While on tv is now showing a billboard.


Fiya and Nawal were disappointed. To wait for the billboard to be completed, it seemed impossible anymore. It will be too late for them to go to work and school.


Clique


Arion immediately pressed the off button on the tv remote and the button on the lower right side of the tv was. The tv screen has blackened. Fiya and Ela were disappointed. But they both don't want to show it.


With her compote, the two ended their meal. Although there is still fried rice left in each plate.


"Lho, why the ease? Isn't it over?" ask Arion. He stared intensely at the boy and his wife. He smiled at the compact behavior of the two today.


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"Eh, uh mom mom. Do you know the new rumors yet?" said a mother who wears thick makeup, and thick lipstick.


"What rumors?" said one of the mothers who was gathering. Yes, they are gathering in an open room devoted to parents who will wait for their children or just sit back while watching their children who are studying.


But the open space is often crowded in the morning when driving his child to school and will be quiet again when the children learn and will be crowded again when the child comes home from school.


As on this morning, a mother wearing thick makeup was horrendous.


"Ih, again viral you mother," he said again. The car keys are still hanging in his hand.


"What the hell so curious," said the other mother. A little bit of the mothers are there. Because the class hours are still around twenty minutes away.


"Yes, very curious," said the other mother.


"Have you seen the news this morning?" ask the mother again. Still have no intention of ending the gossip this morning.


"What the hell?" ask another one. He rarely watches television in the morning.


"This is mom, it turns out that in our children's school there are children born without a father. So like a bastard child that you know," exclaimed the mother with the make up menor. Sarah's name. "Well, Mom?" she told the fashionable young mother earlier to ask for support.


The fashionable mother named Diana nodded in agreement.


"Women again," he said. Continue the words of Miss Sarah.


"Ihh, what a fuck."


"Geez, women aren't right, their mothers."


"I don't think he's in school here, not an example of his parents."


Such was the sneer - the sneer they threw at the news that was viral.


"Who are you?" ask the other mother.


In an instant, the open space grew increasingly crowded. Again, it's easy to gather people. In just a matter of minutes, not even 15 minutes, people had already arrived. Someone's looking for something he doesn't know. Someone told me what he knew.


The point is that their discussion cannot be separated from the story of a mother who gave birth to a child without a father, even outside marriage.


Everyone who was there was very enthusiastic about it. Even besides the female parents, the men were there as well.


"If the name is not wrong....."