Pitted Because of Will

DKW 94'S

"Pa's."

Daffa's call made Bima's lips smile wide, he thought that his only son with Nisa would prefer him to Angga who incidentally was only a stranger who happened to know Daffa unintentionally.

"Yes, dear," Bima replied with a puffed up chest.

"How about Papa and Om Angga nganterin Daffa together, we take Mama's car. Can you, Ma?" Daffa gave his idea while asking his beloved Mother.

Nisa looked back at the two grown men before her. "May be, but.... "

Nisa did not dispute the idea of her son. But what about those two adults? They did not necessarily accept the idea presented by Daffa. "Try Daffa ask himself the same papa and O Om Anggara!" ask Nisa. He did not want to look more in favor of either of the two people.

"Pa, Om Angga, would you like to take Daffa to school together?" ask Daffa again.

Back Bima and Angga looked at each other.

"Yes Pa, yes Om! Daffa please!" pinta Daffa to his father and Angga.

Both Bima and Angga actually do not like the idea expressed by the boy who is not even five years old, but both do not want to look ugly in the eyes of Daffa.

"I don't have a problem, I don't know him. He will not be able to ride a car with a small body," replied Bima first. He gave his cynical glances to Angga.

"If Daffa will, Om will agree."

Angga's answer broke the expectations of Bima who thought Angga would reject the idea of his son.

"Yey, I ended up going to school with Papa and Om Angga. Yay!" Daffa shouted in excitement.

"Well, we're leaving now because it's almost seven!" take Nisa.

"OK," replied Bima and Angga simultaneously.

Bima thought that Nisa would encourage the driver to drive her car so she chose to sit in the back seat with Daffa because she believed that Nisa and Daffa would sit there.

"Well, would you like to sit here with Daffa?" ask Daffa to his father.

"Yes, dong. Papa will sit here with Daffa and.... "

Not yet finished Bima talk turns out manta his wife was sitting in the steering chair.

"Nis, how are you driving? Where is your driver?" ask Bima.

"Ouh.. all this time I used to ride my own car. Usually I use a driver when I'm tired, sick, or on a long trip. If only to school, usually I drive myself anyway," replied Nisa explained.

"Let me drive, you move there!" tell Angga while pointing at the seat next to the driver.

"Alright," answered Nisa, she shifted to the seat appointed by Angga.

"His key?" Angga reached out asking for the car keys.

"Here," answered Nisa while handing over her car keys to Angga.

Seeing that certainly made Bima upset. He could sit with Nisa and Daffa, but what happened was beyond his expectations.

"You know, I'm just sitting in front." Bima grumbling.

"What the hell is that talking about?" ask Daffa because he did not really hear anything Bima said.

"Not saying anything, dear. Papa just said, if papa seneng can bring Daffa to school," replied Bima. He ruffled his son's hair with a smile.

The white pajero car owned by Nisa drove away from the cart pot. Today Nisa did not invite Rini because she happened to be a Daffa babysitter who was a leave permit.

"Pa, Om, you'll be picking up Daffa together again by noon, right?" ask Daffa to Bima and Angga.

"Darling, Papa and his parents will have to work, so it will be noon so that my mother will pick up Daffa." It was Nisa who gave the answer to the question that was conveyed by Daffa to the two adult men who were in the car.

"But, Ma, Papa and Om Angga have promised to play with Daffa today" concluded Daffa.

Nisa again glanced at Angga and Bima alternately. She feels bad about her ex-husband and ex-boss.

"No problem, Om will pick Daffa back from school" Angga replied. He stared at Daffa through the rearview mirror hanging above the dashboard.

Not to be defeated by Angga, Bima also agreed.

"Papa can also pick up Daffa later in the day."

The man who had become Nisa's ex-husband replied.

Not long ago the white pajero car driven by Angga was stopped right in front of the school that read "TK Mommy."

This time Bima went down first, he did not want to lose the moment to open the car door for Nisa. If he had gone wrong because he was sitting in the backseat with Daffa, this time he would not have made the same mistake. He wants to be the first to open the door for his ex-wife.

"Please, Nis!" bima said when she opened the door for Nisa. He held Angga full of arrogance as he managed to be the first one to open the door for Nisa.

Angga did not push it, he preferred to open the door for Daffa and help the toddler get out of the car.

"Thank you, Om," said Daffa. The boy then kissed Angga's cheek.

"Together, Boy. Learn the pinter yes and remember not to be naughty. Ok," reply Angga. Men have a hobby of cooking is scrambling hair Daffa squash.

"Ma, Daffa come in first." Now Daffa turns to say goodbye to his mother while shaking hands.

"Yes, Honey. Be careful."

Nisa kissed Daffa's chubby cheek. The boy replied by kissing his mother's cheek.

Bima slightly lowered her head and brought her face closer towards Daffa. Daffa's biological father hoped his son would kiss his cheek just as the boy kissed Angga and Nisa's cheeks. Unfortunately Daffa just invited him to shake hands.

"Lho dear, why isn't papa kissed anyway?" bima Protest.

"Papa did not open the door for Daffa, so Daffa did not want to kiss papa" replied Daffa. The boy was upset because he felt the number two by his biological father.

Angga held back a smile seeing his rival rejected by his own son.

"Mas, Daffa is a little vindictive. He dislikes it the least in the duakan number" whispered Nisa in Bima's ear.

"Sorry papa, baby. Papa did not mean to number Daffa kok. Papa promised next time, Daffa will open the door first." Bima must apologize to her son. He did not want Daffa to hate him and made it difficult for him to invite his ex-wife to refer him.

Daffa looked back at his mother, after getting a nod from Nisa, then he wanted to kiss her cheek.

"Thank you dear," said Bima by showing a row of white teeth.

"Assalammualaikum" Daffa said before leaving the three adults in front of him.

"Waalaikummussalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh," the three answered simultaneously.

With her little legs, Daffa ran into her class.

"Mas Bima, Ngga, if you bother you do not need to pick up Daffa later," Nisa told two adult men who were on the left and right side.

"No hassle, I happen to be able to do my work remotely, so it doesn't matter" Bima replied. "But if Si Angga like can not deh, he will have to take care of the restaurant, especially the restaurant was just opened yesterday." Bima glanced at Angga.

"Don't worry about it, I still have a personal assistant who can help me handle a job at the restaurant" Angga replied.

"Personal assistant?" Nisa knitted her two eyebrows.

Angga.

"Who?" ask Nisa again.

"Cevans. Forgot?" reply Angga.

"Oh yes, I remember. But, don't I know that Cevan isn't the same as you anymore?"

"Yesterday afternoon he came to my place" Angga replied. "And he'll still be staying at my place for the next week. So, it doesn't matter if I stay later."

Nisa is just a beard for not knowing what else to comment on.

"Here, let me drive the car!" Bima snatched the car keys that were in the hands of Angga. This time he will not give the rival a chance to get closer to Nisa.

Bima got into the car first and sat in the steering wheel.

"Let's hurry you two get in!" tell Bima.

Nisa looked at Angga for a moment and vice versa. He then got into the car and sat back in the seat that was divided by the driver.

"Hey, Angga. You want to come in too?" With a thin tone Bima asked Angga who was still standing near the car. "Do you want to go back by yourself and go home in a taxi?"

Angga just rolled his eyeballs. Then he got into the car.

Bima was satisfied because this time he managed to sit in the Debelah Nisa. At moderate speed, the white pajero drove away from Daffa school.