The Stupid Shaft

SILLY PLAY

The atmosphere of Ricky's workspace became very hot because of the aura of anger spread by Mr. Firman. That cute face and nosy smile always disappeared when he felt that his son had made a fatal mistake.

"So?" ask Mr. Firman next to his raised eyebrows.

Ricky raised his gaze and caught the burning anger on his father's face. "So what, Pa?"

"Gentle little, Boy! You've been playing games with him and making my granddaughter suffer a fatherless life all this time." Mr. Firman broke the table in front of Ricky.

"Pa! Rayyan is not Ricky's son," Ricky argued, he was not out of thought with his father's way of thinking that always misunderstood him.

"Don't lie, Boy!" firmly Mr. Firman with squeaking eyes.

Ricky sighed, not knowing how else to explain to his father. "Pa, Deta himself has said that Rayyan is not Papa's grandson. He's Angga's son, Pa!"

Just a moment ago...

"I'm sorry, sir, but Rayyan's not your grandchild!" deta asserted, he did not want to cause new problems in his life.

Pak Firman who was covered in happiness could only look in wonder at Deta. "Whatchu mean? Don't say such things in anger! After all, didn't you guys solve your problems in bed?"

Deta's face reddened because he understood the meaning of the words of the Word sir. He could not say anything more because of the shame that had taken hold of him.

"Pa ...," Ricky tried to explain to his father, but Mr. Firman didn't want to listen to anything.

"Well, Deta, it doesn't matter this kid isn't Ricky's son, but you guys are gonna stick together, right? I want to hold your son, I guess it won't be long for the shirt you're wearing will fit in your body." whole Mr. Firman, he pointed to Ricky's shirt attached to Deta's body.

Deta's eyes met Ricky's when Mr. Word said that. It just makes Deta wrong, but not with Ricky.

'Papa's right! Soon, that belly will be inhabited by my son.' Inner Ricky.

Flashback...

"The son of Angga or your son, the most important thing is that he was born by Deta. You should still love her, Boy!" say Mr. Firman with the index finger that leads to Ricky's face.

Again, Ricky breathed. "The problem is, Pa, Rayyan was not born by Deta."

"What's? You mean ... That kid isn't Deta's son?" ask Firman, he wants to confirm what he heard.

Ricky shook his head in response to his father's shock.

"God!!! What other game is this?"

***

Inside the guest room, Deta had just finished bathing Rayyan. He changes Rayyan's clothes with Gibran's clothes on Ricky's orders.

"They?" Rika's soft voice made Deta remember a time when she had not met Ricky.

"Yes, ma'am" said Deta, he sat Rayyan on the bed.

"Can't you go back to Ricky? Mama knows you're still mad at Ricky, but these five years have been a very severe punishment for him." Bu Rika sighed. "And also for you, of course." he continued.

Deta's round eyes looked at Rika's hand that was holding her hand. "Sorry, Mom, I can't."

"Why?" asked Rika, she tightened her hand.

"Because I'm married and have a son," replied Deta, he tried as calmly as possible.

Bu Rika let go of her hand and approached Rayyan and held the handsome boy. She looked at Rayyan's face for a moment before she landed her kiss on Rayyan's puffed cheek.

Deta's forehead shriveled at Rika's mother's words. "Isn't Mr. Sanjaya married and have two daughters who are twins?"

Mom's forehead Rika no less frown with Deta's forehead. He even made a deeper wrinkle because he did not understand what Deta said.

"Ricky? Be married? Two princesses?" benjah bu Rika, he tilted his head while staring at Deta.

Then, Rika suddenly dropped Rayyan and called out to Gibran. "Gibrans!"

"I, big lady," replied Gibran, no one noticed when he entered the guest room.

"Please bring Rayyan to play! And before that, ask Ricky to come. Now!" firmly, Miss Rika, her gentle demeanor instantly disappeared.

"Mom, can I clean myself up for a minute?" deta asked, he began to be uncomfortable with his current appearance.

Rika's eyeballs move up and down to observe Deta from top to bottom. "Well, don't take too long!"

"Well, ma'am," said Deta, he picked up a bag with a change of clothes for her.

A few moments after Deta went into the bathroom, Ricky went into the guest room and only saw his mother contacting someone.

"Mama, call who?" ricky asked, his eyes looking for a figure of Deta that he could not find anywhere.

"Shut up! And wait for the time to talk." Bu Rika glanced towards the door. "Where's papa?" tanyanya.

"Papa? Play with Rayyan" Ricky replied, pointing to the door.

Bu Rika snorted in annoyance. "This papa! Look, honey, papa's so eager to have a granddaughter out of you."

"Didn't Mr. Sanjaya give you two grandchildren?" chirp Deta who just came out of the bathroom.

Ricky's gaze focused on Deta, until Rika cleared her throat to distract him.

"Sit down, honey, there's something you want to ask." asked Bu Rika to Deta, he patted the empty side next to her.

Deta who still feels hesitant to miss Rika was just silent and obeyed her orders.

"What do you mean to say that Ricky already has two daughters?" ask Rika softly.

"Isn't that the truth, Mom? Mr. Sanjaya is married and has two twin daughters. I met them on the playground, both very beautiful. It must be that her mother is also very beautiful." explains Deta, implied a little sadness and disappointment in her words.

"Who said that?" ask Rika again.

Deta turned to Ricky, but said nothing because it really hurt him.

"Ricky?" guess Rika's mom, who immediately made Deta widen her eyes. "Right Ricky, right?" firmly bu Rika.

Suddenly, Rika approaches Ricky and pats Ricky on the cheek gently. However, his eyes looked as if he was about to stab his son. "Since when have you become immature like this, honey?"

Deta who does not understand what is happening can only grimace to see Ricky who continues to be patted by Rika's mother. He only hoped that someone would explain to him what really happened, until someone entered the room and shouted.

"Uncle!!!"

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