When Love Teases

2. Idam and Meatball

The car driven by the bald man stopped in front of a three-story building that is not too big.There is a Star Entertainment inscription that has a tagline: Show Your Superstar charm, Achieve Your Dream.

Kala sent a short message to Love who can not come. He said he was not taken to the police station and that he was fine.

The bald friend, the pacifist-haired man whose face was filled with whiskers, beard and sideburns opened the door for Kala. Confused, why was he treated like this? If indeed he is guilty, or has a debt is not inappropriate opened doors like this?

" Let's follow me" said the bewok, then walk in.

Kala tailed behind the Bewok, looking around the main room that was not too big. The first thing Kala saw was a waiting chair lined up next to the aglonema plant. A woman standing behind the desk with the receptionist greeting the Bewok. Not caring about the greeting, Kala could see some photos lined up on the wall. Of the three photos, Kala is quite familiar with the faces on the wall. They are the ones who often appear on television and feature films.

Kala is very sure if he is really not in the police station, but he has not been able to ascertain his current whereabouts. However, one of the strongest possibilities, Kala was in the artist dealer's office?

The Bewok opened the door in front of him. I read the name written there. DIAN MIRANTI'S PRIVATE ROOM.

Dian Miranti's? I feel familiar with that name. But he forgot where he had heard it. Entering the room, a female back clad in a white blazer greeted him. His hair is short. The woman was getting a call from someone. Kala could hear the voice coming out from the mouth of the woman in front of him so softly.

The woman who Kala believed was named Dian Miranti turned off her phone and turned around. Kala was surprised not to play when he saw his face that often adorned the big screen. Kala only realized that Dian Miranti is a top artist who is very popular with her mother in the village!

" Mr Dian, I brought Kala Adiguna, the son of Wiwit Priyati and Burhan Aminudin. The couple had four children, Kala Adiguna, Kalila Andini, Praya Sartika and Pevita Rahayu. Kala Adiguna is twenty-two years old and is now studying his final semester at Pancarona University in Tangerang."

Kala listened confused, but Dian Miranti nodded satisfied with the explanation of the Bewok.

" Johan, you can come out now. I want to talk to this kid face-to-face."

The Bewok called Johan lowered his head, saluted and walked out of the room.

Now only Kala and Dian Miranti are left beautiful. Although she was already forty years old, her face was still as firm as a twenty-year-old female. Her body is slim and toned. Worth the mother is very idolizing Dian Miranti and dreams of having a woman in front of her. But the truth is, money speaks everything. His mother who was the same age as Dian Miranti already looked very old. In fact, his skin was not even well-groomed. If the color of the mother's original skin is not white, it may be very concerning.

" Any Adiguna?" Dian Miranti smiled sweetly. Making Kala klepek-clepek.

" Where did you know me?" Kala cursed himself. Just now he called Dian Miranti Mother? Gosh darn. Like the wrong people. That call is not at all suitable for such a strong woman.

" Fetch a drink first, and then sit down. You will get a surprise today," again Dian Miranti smiled. His hand pointed at the drinking water dispenser in the corner of the room.

Kala wants to know what happened. Therefore, he just according to what Dian Miranti ordered to him. At the time of taking the biggest glass near the dispenser, it seemed like Dian Miranti was really going to give her a surprise this broad daylight. Then Kala sat on the chair facing Dian Miranti. There was a chest-high table blocking them in the middle.

" Why was I brought here?" Kala is getting curious. He never signed up to be an artist for the rest of his life. And now he's at the artist's dealer.

" Do you know who you really are?"

For Kala it was a strange question. Kala clearly knows who he is, "know."

" Who are you?"

" Kala Adiguna." and mentioned exactly as mentioned the bewok man named Johan earlier.

" Do you know who Adiguna is?"

The woman laughed and nodded, "Kala, if I say Adiguna is your Papa's name, do you believe it?"

When I was confused, "my father's last name was Aminudin. Burhan Aminudin's."

" Burhan sir never told you anything?"

" What story? please explain why I was brought here. Don't muter-muter. I'm dizzy."

Again, Dian Miranti laughed, "you're funny."

Kala did not respond. Although Dian Miranti is beautiful, but if it is boring like this, Kala prefers to chat with Love who is ugly and spoiled.

" If I say Mr. Burhan Aminudin is your foster father, do you believe me?"

What nonsense did that top artist say? Where possible! Obviously, Kala had been very close to his father since childhood. There's no way Burhan Aminudin wasn't his real father.

" I said Burhan Aminudin was your foster father. Your biological father has a last name Adiguna, just like your last name."

He stood up and was about to leave. It's like being played here. No matter who the woman in front of her, whatever her social status, obviously, if bringing her here just wants to tell her an unimportant empty talk, there is no time.

" Kala, you don't get angry. I haven't explained everything."

" What the hell is it? I don't understand what Dian Miranti's mother said from earlier."

" Sit down," he ordered as he pointed at the seat behind Kala.

Once again, "what does that mean?"

Dian Miranti observed If long enough, then set her breath, "Kala. you are my biological child."

What the fuck? Kala drank water in a large glass that he had taken. After saying that she is not Burhan Aminudin's biological child, now Dian Miranti said that Kala is her biological child.

Hearing that confession, not only made Kala surprised. Kala still does not understand the way Dian Miranti's mind. Why is she willing to claim to be her real mother? What drama is he planning to raise his profile?

" Kala, you heard, right?"

Kala fused the eyebrows. Looking fixedly at the tall-faced middle-aged woman in front of him, "I can't believe that. If you and Adiguna are what you called my parents, what is the proof?"

Dian Miranti smiled again. He took something from his desk drawer. Put a brown envelope on the table and take a piece of paper wrapped like a book from inside the brown envelope. The woman shifted the volume towards Kala, letting the man in front of her read it.

Kala received the book given by Dian Miranti. His eyes widened to see a series of written titles that were printed in bold using capital letters: CHILDCARE AGREEMENT LETTER.

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