Father of My Son

Father of My Son
Papah and Mamah Divan


Dira is actually still angry, unfortunately his anger is lost to see the face of Divan who is riled. In the back seat, he folded his hands while occasionally glancing sharply at his mother and father.


"Divan dak agar. Papah babe mamah, mamah babe papah. Divan lupain, Divan sendili agi," he said.


Bia and Dira were unable to say. They were wrong indeed to leave Divan in the school hall. Fortunately the child was independent looking for aunty and oomnya so it was not lost.


"Enough! Don't be okay Divan agi. Divan dak pelcaya's. You guys all fuckin' all!" scold again.


Bia and Dira shook their heads. The longer the child is the smarter it is to play Korean dramas. "Maybe it's big that he's Cloena's successor" Bia commented while whispering afraid that Divan heard it. Thank goodness the child was interested in the scenery of corn fields that have been harvested and now only become a large empty land covered with snow.


"Bikin olaf's!" he shouted while sitting jumping up and down in the car seat.


"So nice little boy, yeah. Angry immediately disappeared just because of the snow, but upset here even not lost," complained Dira.


Bia snorting. "That's still a nagging ingredient, how are you three years ago?" Bia Syndicate.


Dira grunts. "Three years later if you remember, it's worth it. It's only been a month, but still remember .. it looks so bucinnya." Dira doesn't want to lose. Sunny has always been one of the most challenging parts for Dira. Especially if Bia has suddenly confided in Reta - Sunny's wife.


Bia rests her head on Dira's shoulder. "Kok me seneng ya .. see you're jealous. Unyu-unyu how," ledek Bia.


Divan glanced towards the front seat. Again saw his father and mother making out, making him miss pororo and his ogynous.


Dira's phone rings. Quickly he pericak mobile phone screen. Call from his mother. "I think from a journalist that viralin videos I non-jok your ex," he joked. Bia laughed.


"Dira, can you go back to Heren? Please help Daren replace your papah. We're going abroad, your papah friend is dead" Maria said as soon as Dira picked up the phone. Seen Dira thought long enough to have to pull over his car.


"You know Dira wants to live peacefully here, right? Why did he even ask to come back?" dira protested with a face sulking like a child.


"Just a few days, after that you can go to Emertown again. You are why the hell never a little mama's desire."


Finally a key sentence a mother was able to make Dira can not refuse. "Just a few days, huh?" firmly Dira.


"Yes, my dear son."


"I'm leaving tomorrow with Bia and Divan. If left later Bia can not sleep," joked Dira.


An irritated Bia directly hit Dira's arm. "No, mah! Dira who can't sleep if there's no me!" ralat Bia's.


"Grandma!" call Divan from the back seat. Dira pressed the speaker phone button.


"Divan! Good Grandson of Grandma," praised Maria.


"Sir, Divan was stopped by mama, you know!" eve.


Dira and Bia lowered their heads. "How did you leave?" maria asked confused. Bia and Dira keep their index fingers in front of their lips. He wants Divan to stop revealing their stupidity at the reunion.


Divan smiled cunningly. He extended a hand. "Buy mobin tuk, huh?" her door. Bia and Dira snorted. They had to nod.


"Ditinggan bobo sendili, Grandma," Divan replied after believing he would buy a new toy truck.


"Ouh, Divan is big. Got to learn bobo yourself, huh?" maria's Advice.


"Yes, Grandma. Divan was cuweg (swag), right," he said.


After Maria hung up the phone, they continued on their way home. But in the middle of the road, Bia asked to stop at a mini market. "I want ice cream" he asked.


"It's winter, baby. You will be sick again. Tomorrow we go to Heren, you know!" reject Dira.


"Say diet," ledek Dira. Bia just chuckled. Winter is not a good time to diet.


Dira opens the car door. He got down and walked to the mini market to buy his wife a snack.


Bia glanced back. Divan was sitting while lifting up his legs. "What are you again?" ask Bia.


Divan. "Well, Divan could be big?" tanya Divan looks her face full of burden.


"big? Fatty?" tanya Bia did not understand what her son meant.


"Don't want to kayak mamah, like papah loh. Cini .. cini muscles." Divan pointed to his right and left arms.


Bia laughing. For boys, papah was always an idol, at least until he was familiar with the outside world. "Try Divan join the gym the same papah. Papah likes to lift that iron. That's why musculature" explains Bia.


Divan. "Well try, splint. Little tiger divan, you know, can not bring splint," he refused.


"Yes, because it's a kid, so there's no muscle."


Divan patted the jidat. "This is mama dak ngelti. Divan said, you know. Ental. Divan can be muscle-wound?" ask again.


Bia scratched his forehead. "sorry. Might do. Divan is every day higher. It will also be as big as Papah. Just wait," Bia advised.


Divan nodded. "What the hell is it. Tasty still tuh. Gedong papa, transparent love money," he said slyly while raising eyebrows.


Laughter Bia and Divan. "Fuck that!" show Divan see Dira in the cash register, clearly visible from the window glass mini market.


However, Dira was quite long there to spend minutes. "Is there a problem?" think Bia.


Even ten minutes later, Dira was still there. He worried a long time. He intended to get off the car, fortunately Dira was seen out of the mini market while carrying two large snacks.


"She's really intending to cancel my diet" complained Bia.


"You ask, weirdo!" divan commented while pointing at Bia. Clearly, Bia was ashamed of herself being made aware of her son.


Dira ran towards the car while enduring the cold from the temperatures out there. The man walked into the door beside the wheel. Dira quickly closed the car door again.


"It." Dira keeps two big ripples in Bia's lap. His wife received the full package.


Bia's hand opened the crackle and checked whatever her husband bought. When he took out one of the snack packs, Bia was stunned. It says "i love you".


Bia chuckles. He checked all the snack packs and the same. With a black marker, Dira wrote the word in all the snack packs he bought. Bia's face was embarrassed. It's moved. "What the fuck? Have you been there a long time to write this?" ask Bia.


"I don't know how to prove it to netizens if I love you. Already love flowers, still doubtful," chirped Dira. Little laughs hearing that.


Dira rubbed the back of his head while grinning. His face was embarrassed. "For example, make you fall in love, let's not lyrics ex again," he replied.


Bia pinched Dira's cheek. "This could be Divan's papa. Sweetness," praise Bia.


"Not your husband?" errativeness.


"Father Divan!" divan protest from the back seat. "This is papah Divan, this is mamah Divan," he said.


"Yes .. yes ..," said Bia and Dira together.


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