Father of My Son
Reckless
Divan just woke up at eleven in the afternoon. Lekas Bia bathe and wear clothes in the form of overalls with a plain white T-shirt. Not to forget, Bia also wears a jacket and coat because outside the temperature is very cold.
He has to hurry and go home. Dira fears to go home when Bia is still outside. If playing elsewhere is not a problem, only this Bia desperate will come to Cloena. It sounds crazy, but what else. Maybe he can make Cloena insaf.
Finally the mother and son left too. On the way, Bia changed intentions. He wanted to bring Divan. Unfortunately he forgot if the Cloena language roughly exceeded the surface of the sandpaper.
"Divan want to play with Emelie's sister?" tawar Bia's.
"Now, donk. Divan kangen is very, very warm," Divan replied without hesitation.
"Others alone, huh? Mama's gonna pick you up, "he suggested.
Divan turned the eyeball, he thought that if Bia was not there, he would be satisfied to play without being banned. "Yes, mah. Divan is great. Sendili ja" he replied.
Finally Bia drove Divan to Daren's residence. Arriving there, Bia was immediately greeted by her brother-in-law. Sora as always, always looks beautiful.
"Hallo!" sapa Emelie saw Divan was there. Although two years apart, they are the same age because Divan and Emelie are the same height.
"How does it feel to go back to Heren again?" ask Sora. The four of them are now sitting in the living room with a modern design. Some of the tools there are shades of gray. The walls of the room are full of white.
"Thankfully, society has lately been sidetracked by other news. So we can come here quietly. Dira has also worked," replied Bia. He glanced around the room. "Sir Daren is also in the office?"
Sora nodded. "Yes, he's got a new project and as far as I know Dira takes care of the papah part. Daren works more in the field, so there is no time to replace papah's work in the office."
Bia nodding. "Sister, this is loh. I don't feel good actually. Divan wants to play with Emelie, kangen kayaknya. Only I have business so I can't watch him here" Bia said. He was a little embarrassed when he said it.
Sora patted Bia's shoulder gently. "What's wrong, anyways emamg usually if here Divan is always good. I'm also glad Emelie has another friend. She was so sad when she found out Divan's going to Emertown."
Bia was so happy to hear that. After believing that Divan can be left behind, Bia quickly went to his original destination. The hospital Cloena is in, not far from Daren's house. About half an hour, Bia arrived at the destination.
"Sir, just wait here. I didn't have long, though. Hmm ... One more thing, please don't tell Mr. Dira, will you?" pinta Bia before getting out of the car.
The driver nodded. Then Bia got out of the car wearing a mask and a hat. He did not know which floor Cloena was being treated on, so he decided to ask the officer in the lobby. Unfortunately, Bia found no answer. He kept getting rejected and only got an answer if it was privacy.
"I know Cloena, sister," Bia wouldn't give up easily. But the officer insisted.
He had to swallow a bitter pill. Although the prestige went down, Cloena was still an artist. Moreover, he was being hunted by reporters.
Bia nodded, he turned around and walked towards the parking lot. "Wait," call someone while holding Bia's shoulder. Bia turned around. He finds a woman with blonde dyed hair and her body is slightly shorter than Bia's.
"I'm sorry, was my guess right? You're Dira Kenan's wife, right?" guess the woman.
Then Bia felt threatened. He was afraid that the woman was a journalist and would ask Bia a lot of questions. Seen from his relaxed clothes, t-shirts are also jeans. This woman also has eyes.
"No, you're seeing it wrong probably," said Bia.
The woman nodded and smiled. "I'm Cynthia, Cloena's manager. So you don't have to hide your identity" Cynthia explained.
Bia grinned, but he remembered the name of manager Cloena who had called Dira. Matteo said her name was Cynthia. "Hi, I'm Bia. Hello to you." Bia extended her hand. Cynthia quickly replied.
"Why are you here?" Looking at Bia's whereabouts, Cynthia was naturally astonished.
"That's .. I want to see Cloena. It might look weird, but I'm with Cloe from Matteo. I just want to make sure he's okay" Bia said.
Cynthia nodded. "Come with me" he asked. Cynthia walked first and Bia followed behind. They took the elevator and walked down the corridor.
"Dira didn't come here at all?" ask Cynthia.
Bia shaking. He was confused how to answer. How could he answer if Dira didn't care. "She was busy in the office to help the father-in-law" Bia replied.
"What's wrong, you don't have to cover up. I know Dira doesn't care. He deserves to be mad at Cloena and Cloe herself deserves it" Cynthia said.
Bia don't chim in. It's just a gibber. The two stopped at a brown door that was only one-leaved. "This is Cloe's room. Just come in, but I can't accompany you. I gotta get some of Cloe's clothes. He's starting to wake up and the demand is starting to get a lot" Cynthia explained. Bia nodded.
After saying so, Cynthia came back down. While Bia he was a few seconds there before daring to open the door leaf.
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Do not blaspheme first yak. my heart is vulnerable this. Soon it is over so if there is a conflict, the men will no longer fit. This has already started the conflict resolution section. No one is fucking here. Both the taste of dira and bia are equally as fresh as my love for Jaehyun. 😍 okelah I ater love adek Divan. 😐