Father of My Son
courier and package

"Dir, I'm sorry about Divan" Hugo said. He was just trying to show off how funny the kid with him was. I didn't think it would have an effect of this magnitude.

Hearing that, Dira laughed. "What? Otherwise, the agency won't let me go. You know it's been a long time that I've wanted to break my contract with R ever. It's the way."

Hugo's down. Still, it did not erase his guilt. Public speculation is getting wild. Blasphemy for Dira and Bia appeared everywhere. "Cloena's been bothering me more and more through Cynthia. He's threatening about the video you two are going to share" Hugo said.

They sit in chairs that face the swimming pool. "He threatened me the same way. I don't give a shit. The longer this scandal goes away and turns into another scandal."

Hugo laughing. "Three years in the industry you've understood. It's just ...." Hugo glanced back. He sees Bia accompanying Divan to play a number puzzle. "Is Bia okay with the netizen's comments?" hugo whispered. He saw many comments about Bia, ranging from the actor, the flirtatious widow to the dirty woman.

Dira shakes. "My phone was locked in a closet. My television channel shut down. We both live disconnected from the outside world. Yesterday Mr. Pier called. After that I no longer activate the phone. If Matteo wanted to give information, he would have come right away" Dira explained.

"So you're really gonna leave Heren?" ask Hugo again to make sure. Dira nodded with certainty.

"My father has also banned. How else, the safest hiding place is only in the hometown. Maybe I'll come back after everything's safe, but to work at the Black Tower, not to be a singer."

Hugo patted Dira's shoulder. "Whatever your decision is, I can only pray for the best. You're actually a good person, willing to help anyone. I'm sure your path will open."

Dira's glass of juice is half gone. "When did you go?" ask Hugo.

Dira thought for a moment. "Maybe three more days. Tomorrow my dad has a plan not knowing what. He said before I clarify and leave it's good to confirm Divan's status. Thank goodness her new birth certificate has come out."

Hugo nodded. Dira had to provide three DNA tests to register his name as Divan's father and be with Bia on the birth proof sheet.

Swimming pool water shows ripples due to wind blowing. Hugo exhaled. He looked at the roof and around the backyard. "Unfortunately, a house this big must be abandoned."

Dira chuckles. "What's wrong. Besides I also have a new house in Emertown that is no less than this house." Dira calms himself even though he himself feels heavy. For a few months he was comfortable. Breakfast with his little family, go to work then if you go home early will play with Divan in the yard.

"Most importantly for me there are both of them where I go. I don't want to lose Bia again or be separated from her."

Dira is not wrong, Hugo can see how much Dira feels. In the eyes of the man implied the responsibility of a husband and the affection of a father, much different from the old Dira.

"I'll come see you occasionally. May all pass soon" said Hugo. Dira nodded firmly. "Aaron also said hello. He can't take you away. The schedule's getting denser after your departure."

Many fast-moving brands are looking for other male artists after the Dira scandal. They don't want to be affected by the public's anger on Dira.

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"Divan sleeping?" ask Dira. Bia nodded. He closed the door and walked to the bed. One by one his feet climbed onto the bed with white sheets and a light brown wooden frame.

As soon as Bia lay beside him, Dira rubbed the woman's hair. "Tomorrow Divan will be invited out by Mamah and Papah, not knowing where to go. That okay?" tanya Dira asked for approval.

"I'm actually tired of not being able to play HP and watch television. It's just that I'm afraid to read the comments out there" Bia complained as she drowned her body in the blanket.

Dira pulls Bia's blanket. He kissed his wife's forehead. "If you are bored play. This is our schedule," invite Dira to melt the atmosphere.

Bia just nodded. He resigned when Dira began to overpower his body. Enjoying the touch of each other's lips, they are immersed in the rhythm of sensitivity. Prelude ushered through the touch of three fingers in the door hole. He moved there until the owner of the doorknob began to feel his entire body hot like a koyo cap chilli.

"You're not like this the same woman?" bia asked, still distracted by Dira's confession about Dira and Cloena's relationship.

Dira peeps Bia's forehead. "Ssttt .. just the two of us now. Focus on. Now and then I just want you."

Dira took off her white shirt. So easy he pulled the Bia dress one by one until it was released already packaged and the food in it is ready to be enjoyed. "I want you" said Dira again. Dira's kiss on Bia's neck further added to the romance that night.

"Dir," call Bia when Dira's courier has entered the door to send the package.

"Hmm," Dira replied as she blinked her eyes several times feeling the wall of the house where her courier came to visit.

"Are you satisfied with me?" bia asked suddenly insecure. The blasphemy, the beauty of Cloena, sometimes makes Bia doubt Dira will survive. "Aarggh," cried Bia when Dira's courier dared to break through to the trunk.

"If not satisfied, I will not ask again," said Dira with a hoarse voice as a result of withstanding relief when the package he delivered arrived in the barrage of homeowners.

Bia is more. He held on to Dira's muscular back. "Two," count Dira when starting to enter again through the terrace to deliver the next package.

"Dir ... I .. fear ... make you .. dissatisfied," complained Bia. He hugged Dira's arm as her body tilted.

Dira pecked Bia's nape. The woman turned her back and Dira only faced Bia's back. "Do you think marriage is just a relationship in bed? More than that, baby, I love your cooking" said Dira as she pushed the courier in and pulled him out.

"I like your attitude." Again, Dira pushed her courier and she pulled. Bia squeezes her pillow so hot. "I like everything." The push this time made the courier once again go inside the trim and keep the second package there.

Dira grabbed Bia's body and carried her. He sipped one by one Bia's mango. "Three" he said, pushing back the courier with the door on top.

"It's your feeling doank woo!" bia protest.

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Divan woke up opening her eyes. He glanced right and left. "Hmm .. itung agi money," he lamented. Not wanting to be out of thought, he grabbed his pororos doll and then he hugged it tightly. "Bobok aja, ah."

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