The Crack of a Glass

114. Everything will be fine ...

M City Mall ...

Azzura and Nella were sitting at one of the playgrounds while watching their children.

The two also seemed to be chatting and occasionally laughing looking at the funny behavior of their children who were playing with Galuh.

"Sister, how's dad doing? It feels so bad for both of them. You haven't seen each other in a long time" Zu said.

"Thank God, both are healthy and good. Tomorrow the plan is that they'll be here" Nella replied. "So they want to directly visit you in the area of M, but it seems not to be a coincidence that you are already here."

"Alhamdulillah .. thank goodness." He turned his gaze back to the child and his parents and laughed a little at the behavior of his son who was super active.

Soon Devan ran up to him with breath and his hair was wet with sweat.

"Capek yes, dear," asked Zu as he wiped his sweat with a tissue.

"Capek, Mommy but exciting," he replied and then stick his face into the stomach of the mother.

He immediately laughed and then kissed Azzura's distended stomach because he felt a kick from his sister-to-be. As if he knew if his brother invited to play, his sister-to-be was so active that it made Azzura grimace a little.

He chuckled as Devan unceasingly shifted his head and hands following the movements of his sister-to-be.

"Zu, I want to join the kids," Nella permits and is only answered with a nod of the head by Azzura.

From a direction not too far from where Azzura was sitting, since then a pair of eyes continued to look at him. He woke up when his shoulder was patted.

"Johan, what are you doing here? Let's leave this place," take the man who is none other than Close.

For a moment Johan just flinching and then smiling because he got the idea. "I'd better take Close there. Just stale talk at once I want to get close to my son, "his inner self.

"Close, if I'm not mistaken, it's your ex-wife, right?" he asked while pointing his index finger at Azzura.

Close immediately followed the direction of his business partner's index.

"Azzura" he said softly. He stared at his ex-wife who was joking with her son.

Which made his heart squeak when he saw his distended stomach. His eyes immediately flushed with the tears.

His regret again enveloped him because he had accused his ex-wife of barrenness.

Before approaching him, Close took a deep breath while neutralizing his feelings. He also invites Johan to approach him.

"Zu" she said with a smile.

Azzura turned straight away. "Close," she said back and returned her smile.

Close then crouched down and then stroked Devan's head. A second later his brows furrowed when he realized something. He looked up at Johan and then looked back at Devan.

"Elephants Devan and Johan really look like? What is not ...?"

"How's uncle doing?" ask Close and hug Devan. "Well remember uncle?" ask again.

"Uncle Close," he whispered with a nod of his head.

Close immediately smiled and then untied his embrace.

Devan looked up and looked at his real father. "Mother .. see ..." Devan pointed to Johan. "That's my uncle, Mother. Who helps us in the shopping area," he said innocently.

Azzura looked at him then smiled while nodding.

"I don't know, we'll see each other again" Johan said. "Can I hug your son again?" his permission then crouched down.

Azzura just nodded small. Not wanting to waste the opportunity, Johan immediately hugged his biological son and then kissed the old top of his head.

Just a moment he felt happiness to hold his son, shortly afterwards Devan pushed his chest slowly and then shrieked to call the father who had just arrived at that place.

"Dad!!!" He immediately ran towards Genta who seemed to be waiting for him.

As soon as Devan was in his arms, he immediately carried her. His jaw tightened, his gaze drawing sharply towards Johan.

Although now his anger peaked to the crown, as much as possible he muffled it for the sake of Azzura and the son.

"Close," she said to Azzura's ex-husband kindly but did not reprimand Johan even looked at the man's hatred.

"Genta, how are you? Sorry, we didn't meet here on purpose" Close said.

"It's okay, Close. Alhamdulillah .. As you can see, we are fine. God willing, soon Azzura will give birth."

"Congratulations, even though I was late in saying that word," Close replied with a hollow feeling.

"Thank you" said Genta.

Johan is just a listener. He stared at a place where he dared not speak. His head seemed to shrink.

Behind Genta's calm demeanor, he could sense that the man was harboring anger. Especially when he saw the look drawn from him earlier.

"Close, Ma'am, Genta .. I say yes first," Johan said. "You guys just keep talking."

He longed to stroke his son's head but did not dare to do because Devan was in Genta's arms.

"It's okay, I still have business" he lied. He also left that place.

After Johan was some distance away, he asked Close for help to hold Devan for a while.

"Close, I'll drop Dev for a second" he said, handing Devan to him. Perhaps due to the fatigue of playing, the boy seemed to start getting sleepy.

"Darling, I'll stay a while, yeah" she said.

Azzura only nodded but looked suspicious because she felt that there was something unusual about her husband's body gesture. Moreover, he seemed to hurriedly swing his steps.

Of course Azzura's suspicions are true. Because right now, Genta is chasing Johan. What else does he want to do? Of course I want to teach him a lesson.

Shortly after his footsteps halted in the parking area, he circulated his gaze looking for Devan's real father figure.

After the tail of his eyes was pointed at his target, he immediately took a thousand steps toward him.

His hands clenched tightly until his knuckles turned white, his jaws tightened by grinding his teeth.

He immediately pulled the shoulder of the crossbred man who had just opened his car door.

Bughhh ...

Bughhh ...

Bughhh ...

The rowdy bogeman lands on Johan's face and stomach. Not satisfied, Genta

come back to beat him without caring about the surroundings.

"How dare you touch my son, huh!! Goddamn bum!! objurgation.

Bughhh ...

He again landed his fist on Johan's nose and grabbed his shirt and leaned it against the car.

"Is it still not clear what my threat was to you at that time, huh?!!"

"He's not a put ...."

Bughhh ...

Not yet he finished his sentence, Genta again punched his mouth.

"While he is not my biological son, I still consider him my own son without discriminating my affection for him and my daughter. When he was born, the first voice he heard was my voice when I greeted him and then I prayed."

"Don't just because of you, her psyche and my wife are disturbed. Because the two have a very close relationship even though she wasn't born from my wife's womb."

"Is it worth a jerk like you to approach him?! Then where were you when Nina was still pregnant?! Have you ever asked about him? Figuring out his condition that is struggling to maintain his womb even though he is in a state of pain? Tell me!!"

Johan flinched hearing the consecutive questions from the clapper. He was downcast while enduring the pain in his body.

"What do you want now? As Devan begins to grow up, you are suddenly present in his life. I do not deny and do not deny that you are the biological father. But one thing you should know, you are like a stranger to him!" genta resolute.

Johan smiled cynically at Genta's words then raised his face to look at his manic.

"All I want now is, my custody as her real father. I'll file custody of that to court later."

Genta shook his head with a cynical smile as if mocking. He then tapped his index finger on Johan's forehead.

"Rememinent Lord Johan Claire! Are you still sane? Not a dream, right? Please apply for custody of it, if I may suggest hiring a great lawyer and the most expensive."

"As far as you know, I have prepared all the evidences about you. No matter how hard you try to fight for your custody will still be in vain" said Genta."

"Have you forgotten the main witness is on me? I hope you don't forget about Bi Titin!" genta was so furious.

Genta paused his sentence for a moment and took a deep breath in order to dampen his still mounting anger.

"Right now Devan is still innocent and can still accept your presence. But when he was seventeen, he had the right to vote."

"If he knows the truth about you who wasted it from the time he was in his mother's womb until his mother died, I'll make sure you'll cry blood" Genta said.

Hearing all the words from Genta, Johan again lowered his gaze. His head returned to shrivel.

Afraid that his son would reject him. He was unable to speak or reply to Genta. There is only the bitterness of the rejection of the son.

"Go from before me now," pushed Genta away in a cold tone and then pushed the crossbred man's shoulder. "All Devan's decisions will depend on my wife's decision."

After that, Genta twisted his body will step. But how surprised he was when he found Azzura was staring not far from there.

"Honey .. you," he said softly and approached him quickly.

"Mas," he said and cried hugging her.

"Dear, relax. Everything will be fine" he whispered.

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