SOUND FOR DILARA

CHAPTERS 112. MY DADDY

"Mam, you! .. with a boy wearing the turtle bags, stop."

Deghs.

"Mommy," Shan was frightened, he approached, hugging his mother's legs tightly.

"Ok It." Dilara calmed the son, then turned around to see who was scuttling his steps.

Sabrina's men in disguise, not far from him were also seen to be anxious. Several pairs of other passengers' eyes flashed a probing look at the couple's mother.

"Yes, if everything is OK?" (is everything okay?)

"Is this yours, Mam?" asked the officer to hand over Shan's hat left on the chair. (Who's this?)

"Oh my goss, this is my son's hat. Thank you," he said, receiving a hat from the hand of the officer who reprimanded him. (Oh my goodness, this is my son's hat)

After thanking her and putting a black hat on Shan's head. They continue to enter the tunnel to the plane that will take-off.

Shan asked Dilara to carry him when he was about to enter the cabin. Perhaps this innocent boy felt that he was about to receive a shock, Shan looked uneasy for the next few hours as the plane had taken off in mid-air.

"Are you Ok, Baby?"

"Ok but Shan was nervous, Mommy."

"This is not your first trip Shan, isn't it? you can tell and express what you feel now, Baby." Knowing what his son was feeling, Shan was very sensitive. (this is not your first flight Shan, you can say everything you feel)

There was no word spoken from her tiny mouth other than asking for milk and a snack before she went to bed.

"Shan, we're going to visit your dad" whispered Dila as her son just fell asleep.

Spending ten hours of travel bored the almost two-year-old little boy. Dila brought all the games she had prepared but still only diverted her son's temporary burnout.

The next hour. Landings.

The plane landed at Juanda International Airport at eight p.m.

After going through the numerous examination doors, the two casually walked out the arrival gate.

The round Netra of Ruhama's daughter combed through rows of waiting benches in the open space they passed by, hoping to find the figure she was looking for. Shan was lethargic, his little body must be tired until the young mother decided to go into a drink outlet and sit there for a while, so that her son would come back refreshed.

Elsewhere, not far from there.

Two pairs of eyes observed the step by step mother and child from the moment they came out of the arrival gate.

Mita and her sister accidentally met the two. Ezra said he wanted to look at his wife longer than the distance.

"Sir, Dila is getting more beautiful. Very motherly, too calm. Dudududu keknya there is this nyesel play talak," said Mita while chuckling amusedly.

"Diem Mit, I'm gagging my mouth too ... Shan, you...." Ezra looked at both of his heart's moorings, with a sense that was hard to describe.

"Shan, geez, I seem a bit of an Arab bule now. Later the same slang of the Arab prince anyway," again Mita chattered that made Ezra dongkol, the girl was lying behind a booze stand not far from there.

Ezra left his little sister, slowly approaching the two men he so longed for and longed for.

"Assalamu'alaikum, dear." Ezra greeted from behind Dila's body.

"Uhuk Uhuk." Dila was surprised by the masculine voice she was familiar with.

"Mommy, are you Ok?" the adorable voice of the boy beside Dilara, patted his mother's back slowly with her tiny palm.

"I'm Ok Boy, thanks .. wa-alaikumussalaam," replied Dila as Ezra had sat before them.

The two adults were silent, momentarily exchanging glances. Ezra stared fixedly at the figure of a beautiful woman in front of him who even lowered his head.

"It's still a shame, yes Shan, your Mother," he said teasing Dila.

The little boy who felt his name was mentioned also turned his gaze to the figure before him.

Stares round eyes like Dilara's, blinked a few times, the tiny mouth full of food was chewing slowly. He was observing someone he might know.

"Do you know who he is, Shan?"

Shan shook his head, he hesitated. The idea appeared in the brain of the genius of Dila's eldest son, he then asked his mother to open the mobile phone gallery.

Ezra let Shan do what he wanted to recognize him. The man's heart was not necessarily felt, the heartbeat began to beat fast waiting for the reaction of the son just puppet.

The tiny fat fingers opened the gallery, looking at one photo. His head looked up at Ezra's face for a moment, then looked down back at the screen of the device he was holding like he was scanning a face.

Suddenly.

"Mommy...." Shan turned to Dila, his eyes already glazed over.

"Yes dear."

"He's really my daddy?" lirih Shan turned to his mother. One drop of falling tears soaked the cheeks.

Dilara shared a shahdu look for Shan, she nodded softly, along with a clear grain that also shed dripping down her cheek. Shan suddenly hugged the Mother as if to say that she was happy.

"Go on, greet Dad," whispered Dila rubbing her son's back gently.

"Hai Shan, glad to see you.." Ezra's voice was stuck at the base of the esophagus.

Emery's biological granddaughter slowly breaks down a hug with her Mother. He turned his head towards Ezra, hesitating even though those round eyes seemed to want to get closer.

Ermita joins the little family of the older brother, touching Dilara's shoulder from the side. The young mother turned her head, looking towards the owner of the palm on her right shoulder.

"Hi." Ermita's lips signaled a greeting for him. Dilara just smiled.

The two young women turned their eyes to two different-aged men who would give up longing.

"Dad-dy?"

Ezra nodded with eyes full of longing, he bent his knees up from the chair. Equalizing high with the son, then opened both arms wide, preparing to welcome the embrace of his stone.

The boy's tears had already broken when his tiny hand was outstretched.

Ezra greeted the tiny finger in front of him, peeling back and forth the palms of the son.

"Daddyyyyy." Shan slid into his arms.

Freezes. As if time were frozen.

"D-han ... Shan's father was very close, "Ezra stammered, revealing how happy he could embrace him.

The little boy hugged his father's neck. Crying on his shoulder. Shan's crying voice managed to cut the hearts of the three adults who witnessed their first meeting after a long time.

"Daddy, why you so long," whispered Shan in between sobs.

The tears of Ruhama's son-in-law were shed. Ezra rubbed his son's back gently, continuing to say an apology, only to be able to find them here. His heart was pinched over the sad statement of the beloved child.

"Daddy would really like to talk to you, Baby, So sorry," Ezra repeatedly said the same sentence.

"Daddy, Shan miss you," only that sentence came out of her tiny mouth.

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