
" Will Mitha think sir, soon Mitha will give you an answer." Mitha said later.
A feeling of relief enveloped Biyan's heart, at least the man had already revealed his honesty to the beautiful woman.
It has been four days in the care of Dimas finally declared cured, the little man seemed to have looked healthier and cheerful again.
" Dimas kangen dedek, ma'am" said the boy who still sounded sad.
" He's a kid, soon we'll meet the time of Deck Lika yes," replied Mitha while smiling sumringah, Lima is a call for Malika, usually they both will play together every day, usually they will play together, and they both love each other.
After all the costs have been taken care of by Biyan, Dimas finally can go home, but when they arrived at the car park, a couple's wife and a boy had come out of a car that also happened to be lined with sports cars owned by Biyan, Biyan walked over and Mitha followed Biyan from behind, the man carrying Dimas while carrying a travel bag and putting the bag behind his car, they looked at each other, they looked at each other, looks Wulan look shocked also on our whereabouts in this hospital, especially Andra who was holding Angga son from Wulan and her former husband.
" Follow what I'm directing Mitha." Abiyan said to Mitha softly.
Their eyes met for a moment as Mitha nodded at Biyan's orders.
Andra stared at the pair of men and women and her child with an explanatory look.
Unable to bear the end Andra stepped in the direction where Biyan and Mitha were standing behind the car, "Dimas sick what son?" andra asked as we faced each other.
" He had typhus symptoms, but thank God he can be brought home." Mitha answered flatly.
" Why don't you tell me Mitha, huh?" andra said in a soft voice but full of emphasis.
" Have you been paying attention to her all this time, huh? and want to look at him for a moment, even though the distance of my house and your house is only in a matter of steps, can't you use ot*you are thinking that you also have a responsibility as a father to support your child, but I feel differently, Andra. There's no love for your own child, so why would I tell you that at most you'd trouble me." Grumbling Mitha with his cynicism, and his emotions began to be provoked, Abiyan who was next to Mitha admonished Mitha gently.
" Keep your word Mitha." Andra also slanted, they realize that being in public places is not appropriate if you speak too loudly.
fortunately the place was not too crowded so it did not invite the suspicion of many people.
" Why so sir, Dimas my son opened Mr. Biyan's son." Andra said a little higher.
" I know that, but he I'm a future Papa he continued, and if you want to visit Dimas it means you have to meet my future wife, too, eat from it if you want to go to Mitha's house call me." Say Biyan flatly.
" Huh what? so you guys have a relationship, since when? or maybe?-" Andra's words were interrupted by a gap from Biyan.
" Keep your attitude Andra, I can do as I please to ruin your lives if you try to harass mine." Said Biyan furiously, to make Dimas who was sleeping to be awake because of him.
" I'm sorry baby woke you up." Biyan gently stroked the child's back patiently.
" Want a drink?" biyan asked again while watching Mitha's son.
" Let's go home Om." take Dimas with a soft voice while closing his eyes again, the little boy did not care if there was a fight there.
" Dimas, here, son? Angga go down first yes Papa will hold Dimas for a while" Andra said to the child.
Andra could not carry Dimas, because in his hands he already had Angga the son of Wulan.
Angga shook his head not to come down also from his sling.
" Alright like you hassles Mr. Andra, maybe next time we can meet, it happens Dimas also still need rest so we'll excuse us first." Biyan then stepped towards the steering door, but Andra followed Biyan behind her.
" Sir wait." stop Andra when Biyan wants to get in her car.
" What's the matter hum?" biyan asked glued to stand before Andra, the two men looked at each other and they held a boy who was the same age.
" I want to kiss her for a minute." Andra.