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"Why is Kirana such a difficult child to manage...??" The tall 50-year-old man with a face that looked a lot like Kirana was frowning with his hands that occasionally rubbed his hair back violently.

He was emotional, his narrow, light-brown eyes with a slight frown under his eyes were still staring at the backs of the Servants, and his Housekeeper whom he had just been furious with all out, because they could not find the purty, and now they walked disperse while bowing their heads deeply.

"Daddy..." Call a 5-year-old boy who hugs one of his legs and looks up at him with his round, light-brown eyes.

Slowly his face that was filled with anger immediately softened, at the reach of the boy and then in his carrying.

"Kirana makes Daddy angry again huh...?" he said while holding his father's face, then kissed his cheek softly. " Patience Dad, Kirana if hungry must go home alone." he grimaced showing a row of small white teeth.

"Aahs...Kiandra Daddy's most handsome son..." Andreas kissed his son's cheek this year at the age of 5.

The son, who was born to his wife at the age of 38, had an unplanned pregnancy because the doctor forbade his wife to get pregnant again. For many years his wife has used contraception to prevent it, but if the One Who Gives Life has willed, then inevitably the gift must be received.

9 Months more His wife can only lie down by taking all kinds of vitamins to strengthen her body during pregnancy, so as not to bleed as it has been, the doctor told her not to get pregnant again.

Unlike the birth of Kirana who can give birth normally, the birth of Kiandra must be done separately because of the condition of his wife who always drops and physically does not support.

After a series of anxieties and worries, his handsome son was born with white skin, a sharp nose, eyes that looked more like his wife, but with bright brown eyes like her.

The boy whom he almost hated because of his presence in his wife's womb, made his soulmate always tired and could only sleep on the bed. But now the boy is the one who became his favorite because of his sweet and submissive nature.

"It's already maem...?" andreas asked as he stroked his son's wavy hair.

"No, wait for you to finish cooking first." Said the 5-year-old boy while hugging his father's broad shoulders, who, despite being half a century old, remained firm and firm for him to hang on.

" Then let's see, I'm done cooking yet." Andreas smiled, affirming the wrinkles under his narrowed eyes, but his bright oriental face exuded happiness.

He had just walked a few steps towards the dining room while holding his son, when a female servant in a black and white uniform called out and walked towards him.

"Large master...!" Call her.

Andreas turned his head towards him, with Kiandra still lingering in her sling.

"Young Master Dave came.." he said politely as he lowered his gaze.

"Dave...??" Andrew rounded his eyes.

He immediately lowered Kiandra. "Tell Mom that Brother Dave is coming." she said, bowing her body and smiling at her son.

"Who Brother...Dev...??" Kiandra looked at me not understanding.

"Let's little master, let's tell Madam." The waiter held onto Kiandra before bowing briefly to Andreas and walking away.

The 50-year-old man with a few strands of gray hair rushed to the living room in his large house filled with wood ornate favorite carving mending his parents.

He saw it from a distance the wide back of a man sitting on his back.

He smiled and walked slowly towards her. "Dave...?" call him.

The same man, who was a few moments ago about to hit Kirana turned his head and got up from his seat.

Andreas was stunned, his eyes instantly glazed over at the tall figure in front of him. The face and stature of the young man was so similar to someone, what more are his two black eyes that look sad when looking at him.

"For a long time did not meet Dad." he said again when Andreas just stood staring before him.

"You've grown up Dave..." Andreas immediately hugged Dave and patted his shoulders feeling homesick.

Dave was stunned without returning a hug from his father who for many years he rarely met because of the difference in residence.

"Have you eaten...?" ask her when she takes off her arms. "It just so happens that today your mother is cooking something" she said again with her bright brown eyes staring at her.

Somehow the black eyebrows of the young man were slightly wrinkled when he heard Mother's words, but it was only a moment before the show returned as usual.

"No Dad.." he refused. " I'm just here to let you know that starting next week I'm going to college at Jayabaya University, and there are some files that I'm asking Dad to sign." The 183cm tall man looked at his father who was standing in front of him.

Andreas' eyes widened. "You decided to study here ??" he said he didn't believe.

"Well, after I thought about it, S2 College wasn't really that important, but Mom and Grandpa forced me to continue to move on to higher levels." He spoke casually. "I decided to go home and study here" he continued.

Andreas chuckles, understandably with a little arrogance tucked away in Dave's words.

He walked one step, then on his claps the shoulders of his son with pride. "Jayabaya will definitely be very lucky to receive the youngest INSEAD (Institut Europeen d'Administratipn des Affairs) graduate at the age of 19."

Dave looked down, and only smiled faintly as his father's bright brown eyes clashed with his. He secretly felt pleased with the praise coming out of the mouth of the 50-year-old man he called Dad.

"Dave...??" A woman's voice sounded.

Dave lifted his face and looked at the source of the voice, and saw a 43-year-old woman with long hair who had simple darkens running to hug him.

"You've grown up Dave." he said full of days.

Dave was surprised, even he could only round his eyes with his mouth open to receive a hug from the woman whose height was only limited to his chest.

"Marisa, you can't run." Andrew was worried about his wife.

"Look.your face is getting more handsome.." he ignored the words of his Husband.

On his chest Dave's cheek with his right hand, his eyes glazed over at him. There was a newness and longing that radiated in the look of the woman's eyes.

Again Dave just fell silent with a clumsy attitude, he seemed uncomfortable with the woman.

"It feels like just yesterday you're still this small." Marisa put her hands near her waist, then looked back at Dave's face. "Mom misses you a lot, son." She hugged him back.

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DAVE ANDREAS SANJAYA