Dad To My Son Is A Depressed Man
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Judis stared at the tiny body that was patting her feet with a funny chirp.

"pa.pa...grandson.." the boy gave an empty bottle of milk.

"Ghifa, here baby" Judis hugged the boy "At last you went home, Ghifa where have you been?" his gloomy face

back cheerful, very contrasted with his condition some time ago.

Judis continued to kiss the toddler's face until the sound of her laughter echoed the two people who were talking seriously.

The happiness that Judis felt was not felt by Gibran, he was even afraid of bad things happening with his nephew. His hand moved to reach his nephew but his hand only hung in the air because it was held by Mr. Arjuna.

"Let your nephew play with Judis" pinta pak Arjuna.

"But.." Gibran hesitates to say his objection, Judis is a depressed man, he could have hurt his nephew.

"A moment, can't you see how happy Judis is to be playing with your nephew?" arjuna quickly rejected Gibran without taking his eyes off Judis "oh yes, what is your nephew's name?" asked Mr. Arjuna, turning his eyes to Gibran who showed eyes full of concern for an uncle.

"Prister" replied gibran without taking his eyes off.

"don't worry, Judis won't hurt Angga" said Mr. Arjuna patting Gibran on the shoulder as if he knew what became gibran's fear.

In the end the two men of different ages were just spectators, watching in case Judis hurt Angga but until the two fell asleep due to fatigue after playing, their worries did not occur.

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cring cring

There was a ringing cell phone lit up in the middle of the conversation that was interrupted by the blue raging events of a pair of humans who missed each other.

Gibran asked for permission to raise his phone and slightly move away from Mr. Arjuna.

"Abaaang" shouted a woman screeching to make Gibran keep her away from his ears.

"What the hell is Fa? My earache" said Gibran, he moved his phone to his next ear while wiping his next ear that felt hot due to the cry of his sister.

"Where's bang?" kayfa asked, he had just received news from his nanny Angga if today Angga was brought by Gibran.

"It's the same here with me, you don't have to worry, you work there, I close the phone!" do not want to linger leaving his superiors gibranpun decided on a call.

"Waituu" Kayfa's voice was heard again stopping Gibran's finger who was about to disconnect the call.

"The hell yells on, no sore throat" Gibran grumbled.

"What a bang, please take a picture!" pinta Kayfa was worried because rarely did Gibran want to bring Angga let alone to work, usually Gibran just waiting for his nanny to come and then he went to work.

The absence of parents at home adds to the hassles of Kayfa in arranging her time to work and nurture the baby, the situation requires her to double the position of father and mother to Angga. Although very troubled but he never complained, he could only resign and make peace with the situation so that his soul remained sane.

"hmmm.. I closed yes, assalamu'alaikum" Gibran immediately closed his call before he heard another intrusion from there, of course Kayfa grumbled because his call was dropped unilaterally.

Gibran again occupied the original place, he glanced back at the nephew who was still sleeping. The pocket room that Mr. Arjuna deliberately modified since Judis slumped when he lost his soul mate.

Mr. Arjuna did not want to leave Judis unattended so as to insulate the room and workspace in the form of glass so that he could work while watching his nephew.

Mr. Arjuna understood what Judis was feeling because he had been in that position where his son and wife died in an accident, but at that time his family always strengthened him so that now he can still firmly accept his destiny.

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Kayfa nailed, her eyes rounded, her jaw hardened.

"What the fuck?" he could clearly see the laughter of Angga and the man he did not know.

Kayfa turned off the video and made a call with her sister, but the call was not connected at all.

"we're not active, where are you? who is that guy? why would you let Angga play with strangers? if you can't take care of Angga, why bring it?" kayfa continued to grumble, it felt like he wanted to run home to take his son who was in the middle with a foreign man.

Since seeing the photos and videos Kayfa could not focus on working, he even gave the wrong order several times, his mind was always on his son. Not infrequently he saw a clock that feels long 'Hour broken times yes, why so long anyway? usually don't want to go home? Why is it still at this hour?' Kayfa continued to grumble, until he did not notice that there had been someone watching his every move.

"Fa, called by Mr. Herman" Kayfa's co-worker Indri conveyed a message from the boss.

"Well, what did Herman call me, dri?" kayfa asked not usually the manager called him, usually the manager will only call the supervisor, not directly call the employee concerned to his office.

"Where I know, have hunted there do not over time the boss is angry tau taste Lo" indri encouraged Kayfa to rush to their manager.

"Temenin dri" whined Kayfa suddenly felt afraid to face her boss.

"idiih, ogah I still have a lot of Fa work." Indri raised a tray containing customer orders that must be delivered to the table immediately.

Kayfa walked gontai towards the manager's office, her heart racing.

Tok. tok.

Kayfa came in after being pardoned by Mr. Herman.

"Mother called me?" tanya Kayfa stood in front of the desk of Mr. Herman who was still focusing on his laptop.

Mr. Herman shifted the brown envelope in front of Kayfa "From tomorrow you don't have to come here anymore" he said.

" I'm sorry sir, what does that mean? I don't understand" answered Kayfa actually he already knew the meaning of the words of his manager but he wanted to ascertain the meaning of the words of his manager just now.

" The company does not need employees who are not good at work. You I fired, that's your dismissal letter and your severance pay and your last paycheck this month"

"Sorry sir, what am I wrong?" kayfa was curious what his mistake was so that the dismissal letter floated towards him.

"Don't waste my time, you just read your dismissal letter, there's been a sign of mistakes you've made today and the days before."