Father of My Son
Just Do Not Long

Six months later ...

Mid-summer arrives in Emertown. The hot weather makes cold drinks more salable than roasted yams. Umbrella sellers are still selling, this time the point is to dispel sunlight rather than rainwater resistance.

A father's great struggle is to make a living. If all household needs can be obtained without money, Dira prefers to stay at home with her small family which will increase. Not to mention Bia's stomach is getting bigger so that makes Dira a little worried even though it only moves an inch.

This struggle is increasingly difficult not only because of the hot weather, but also the state of Dira which is not clear since Bia became pregnant. How unclear, even though the psychiatrist said he had to accept the taste of cravings, this is much more tormented than overtime work.

When he entered the factory office, Dira was disturbed by the various fragrances of his employees. At first he held it, five minutes later, when entering the room Dira must have run to the bathroom to vomit. Now he is even more comfortable with the smell of ketek than the fragrance of perfume.

The incident happened this morning when he had to preside over a meeting. One of the factory investors came to visit to raise investment funds because of the production and sales that continue to rise. Pleased? Don't expect, when he finds out that his business partner is bald, exams start coming up.

Dira becomes all wrong, if you do not look directly at the person is not polite. However, staring at that person made him want to wipe his plontos head. "Lord, is it wrong for a bald person until I want to wipe him," Dira lamented inwardly.

Unable to bear it, he unwittingly broke the pen in hand until his secretary was startled and quickly gave him a new pen.

Thank goodness it was only three hours, the meeting was over and the investors left the factory. Dira turned around and was ready to return to the office to complete his task. He accidentally saw a female staff wearing short skirts. Dira ruffled waist.

"Say the same employee here, tomorrow wear a long skirt. I don't like to see pah*women unless pah*my wife!" his nag. For a new lifetime this time he saw the legs of a woman who smooth and level even looks like a chicken claw in his eyes. Yes, he has not been normal since six months ago.

"Alfred! Bring coffee. Remember!" tell Dira to OB in his office.

"Don't yell, sir?" Alfred made sure his guess was correct. Dira nodded. A few minutes later, Alfred came with a coffee that was not raved.

Dira took a small spoon next to his coffee cup. He took a coffee and counted it twenty-one rounds. "It's over!" said relieved.

Alfred held back a laugh at the boss. Yesterday he was surprised to see Dira tidying up sandals in the factory that employees usually wear when entering the factory just because they were disturbed to see the order.

Even so complicated cravings Dira, he had to babble drinks up to twenty-one times. If it is less or more, he knows and says it tastes bitter.

"Sir, I've been cravings so. Even cravings sniffed the black pot butt," Alfred's story. The boss who is closest to many people. Let alone OB, yesterday there was a busker in the street he was chatting with.

"Cured?" ask Dira. Alfred nodded. "How'd it go?" ask Dira expectantly because it can not stand the complicated sensation.

Even during Bia's pregnancy, Dira suffered the most. Bia does not feel pregnant at all even though her stomach is enlarged. The feeling of tightness, swollen soles of the feet until the stomach like being kicked even felt Dira.

"Cured, Sir. When my wife gave birth" Alfred chirped.

I thought I wanted to throw a spoon in my hand at Alfred's face. "That, I know too. It's already left me. For a long time you just make emotions," push Dira.

Alfred according to him. There is no end against the fathers who are cravings. Even so, Dira's cravings include exemplary cravings. Every morning, he had to feed his wife, go home from work to massage Bia's legs, must also carry Bia if you want to go to bed. Otherwise, he would have cried all day for no reason.

Dira's phone rang. He got a video call from his son. Divan has its own phone, because it is made in child mode so it can only contact close family and open a special application for children. Divan also plays cell phone if there is Bia there.

"Hello!" greet Dira while waving to her phone screen. Divan's face there looks happy to see the papa. "For what, champ?" ask Dira.

"Puzzle" ralat Dira.

"Pairs only, hard," protested Divan. It seems like Bia is holding the phone because Divan's hand can show the puzzle. "Iniloh, that was a steady princess!" her story.

Dira laughs. "What are steady princes?" tanyanya's confused.

"Ituloh, when he was a princess several times his pieces came in. I kept calling it steady," explained Bia who only heard his voice.

"Well, great. Steady!" praise Dira.

Divan nodded while raising his thumb. "When will you come home? Lengthy-looking. Kan money banak itungin transparent," he asked astonished.

"You're out to buy Divan snacks, toys, fairy tale books," Dira says she's using all of Divan's groceries.

"Tulus donk papah, don't mention it. Call it that sincere dak!" divan Protest.

"That's why if you're old, Divan don't keep protesting."

Divan's eyes flickered. "Okay, kelja lajin papah. Cali money kids."

"Yes, geez! Dira Kenan's Son," said Dira. She laughed at the conversation between her father and son.

The camera is turned towards Bia. "I miss, hurry home," said Bia. He rubbed his growing stomach.

"Yes, I'll soon finish checking the results of the market survey. How's it? It's heartburn like the doctor said it's nearing birth?"

Bia shaking. "I'm okay, really. It's normal, it doesn't feel anything" Bia said.

Dira nodded. "Stay be careful. Even if the doctor says ...." Just Dira will say, Bia dropped the phone. He held his stomach which suddenly felt heartburn.

There, Dira began to growl. It stands. "Darling, who are you there? Have Divan call Mrs. Carol first. I'm going home now" Dira suggested.

"Yes, quickly go home .. very sick," complained Bia.

Divan looked at her mother with a confused look. "Mom why? Sneak pelut?"

"Dira ran down from her office while still holding her phone and looking at her screen. "Divan! Divan hear papah?" call Dira.

Hearing the sound of his papa, Divan quickly picked up the phone that had fallen onto the carpet. He saw the panicked face of his face. "Help me call grandma, huh? Papah please. Divan champ, definitely can," Dira gives suggestions for her son.

Bia was still holding her stomach which was so painful that she could not scream. Divan nodded. He left his cell phone near his mother and ran out of his room looking for Mrs. Carol.

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