Father of My Son
Tangled Yarn
"So you mean, Gwen Alvonz hit Cloena?" ask Dira. The more you find the clues that should be a bright spot, the answer is even darker.
"He's more fierce than Cloe. Even I've had a fever like this" complained Bia. Dira flicked his wife's eel until Bia cried out in pain. "Don't be rude, donk!"
"Here you go, if he says don't get involved maybe it should be. Besides, why Cloe never talked, now that he seduced people's husbands. Obviously his wife was wrathful" Dira commented. Even though he is a man, if until his father cheated on him with young leaves, Dira still does not accept.
"Now or before? If the affair is now, it shouldn't have been Haley Alvonz helping Cloena" Bia said.
Dira shakes. "I don't know, we have to be careful. But that doesn't mean we're involved in their business. Don't leave the house again tomorrow without my permission!" firmly Dira. He touched Bia's forehead which was still hot.
Dira's hand pulled Bia's arm into his lap. There Bia lay spoiled and felt comfort when Dira rubbed her hair. "I wanted to be angry with you. Unfortunately you have a fever, so get angry."
Bia chuckles. He pulled the blanket up to his neck. "The doctor said, I was just dieting wrong. Tomorrow's appointment is regular, huh!" promise Bia who does not know why lazy Dira believe. Most later in the morning see the scales rise, Bia immediately whined and breakfast was just an apple.
"You are beautiful, anyway .." said Dira. He pressed his lips against Bia's lips. Just one more inch until touching, the two lips must turn because of the sound of knocking on the door.
"Geez! It's ten o'clock at night, who's bothering the husband and wife again, anyway?" dira Protest. He got off the bed and walked to the door.
A servant was standing there. He gave a sign of respect. "Sir, there is Mr. Matteo waiting in the living room" he said. Dira nodded. He came out of the room and walked downstairs.
Bia looked from the bed. "When Divan again nginep, even there is Matteo. Then I have to be patient again. It's been four days" complained Bia.
He glanced to the side, there was a Dira pillow there. Bia took the pillow and hugged and inhaled the smell. "Oh my goodness, the smell of pent-up desire" he chanted. He talks to himself and laughs to himself.
His hands were hugging the pillow. "Matteo, come home. Tomorrow again!" bia's nagging in the heart. If the phone doesn't ring, Bia's already drowning in her balls.
"Sister Sora?" greet Bia after picking up the phone. Not the voice of his brother-in-law, instead the sound of two children there.
"Mom, woy! Cuala Divan dengel?" ask Divan. Bia easily recognized her son's noisy voice beyond the sound of a vehicle horn.
"Where is Aunt Sora?" ask Bia.
"None, said Oom Dalen. It's money right there," replied Divan.
Bia scratched his forehead. "Who's calling this?" ask Bia. He is afraid that Divan will use his phone without permission.
"Emelie!" five-year-old girl who became the first granddaughter of the Kenan family.
Bia patting jidat. "Emelie, mamah's phone please just keep it. Emelie knows how good kids behave toward parents' possessions?" reproof Bia.
"Jaga ja's. Look from far away. Hold it if you get it." Divan is the one who answers.
"So why are you going to hang on?" bia's reprimand to her son.
"Divan, mamah says it's the same, huh? Maybe tomorrow Divan can explain the same papah. Emelie too, better tomorrow let me explain the same Papah Daren," threatened Bia.
Emelie and Divan look at each other. Their faces paled. They found the phone on Emelie's nightstand because it was left behind. Amazingly, Emelie memorized the cellphone code because she often saw her mother when she opened the phone.
"What time is it now, huh?" ask Bia.
"Rubber!" answer the two boys at the same time. Then they turned off their phones and fell asleep.
Bia shook her head. This should be told to Dira. Fear Divan also followed.
The door of the room opened, Dira appeared from there. Seeing her husband, Bia quickly tidied up. However, Dira's face implied worry.
"What's wrong?" ask Bia curious.
Dira showed me a photo. The picture is already old and some parts are starting to fade. However, Bia could still see clearly there was Cloena there with Haley.
"This what does it mean?" Bia again asked a question. "This is the original High School uniform what's the costume for the event?"
"If it's a costume, why would Haley wear the same costume? I told you they're from the same High School, right?"
Bia nodded. "Why is this getting so complicated, anyway?" To the extent that Bia is massaging the forehead.
"What do you think of this photo?" tanya Dira asked for his wife's opinion.
"They're dating again?" guess Bia.
The head of Dira nodded. He put his feet up on the bed. "So they've been dating since High School, and then Cloena used to keep me away from the Kenan family. Turns out the plan failed and Haley decided on her tail to survive" Dira guessed. He immediately sank his head into the pillow.
"Ah, just make a headache," protested Dira.
"Cuman, where did this photo come from? It could be an edit, right?"
Dira shakes. "Cynthia asks Matteo for help checking Cloena's apartment because there are some missing objects. Matteo accidentally finds this photo under Cloena's bedroom nightstand" Dira's story goes.
"Fix, this is original. Only, if Cloe is only used is not too like a television soap opera night?"
Dira chuckles. "Well, if used like Cloe's too stupid. Obviously I'm a lot more handsome and rich. Why support Haley Alvonz?"
Hearing that, Bia immediately coughed. Fortunately Dira was really handsome, if not ... already finished his face was given a slap by Bia to be aware.
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