Father of My Son
Scene Doesn't Matter
"Drink a lot, huh? Thirsty, sure, out crying earlier," said Dira rubbed his son's head which only had fine brownish hair like Divan's hair.
"She looks like a Divan, huh?" said Bia. His index finger rubbed his brow firmly on his second son.
"Divan looks like me, doesn't he?" dira Protest. Bia nodded. I can't wait for him to carry his son. Honey, the handsome junior is very strong drinking his milk. Take off the left-right.
"He's so small." Dira holds the baby's tiny hand. The hand moved slowly and the little baby smiled. It was obvious that there were dimples on both of his cheeks. Dira, Divan and this handsome guy have the same characteristics when smiling.
"Whose name?" the doctor asked with a smile to look at the happiness of the little family even though Divan was not there. "Diandre Airen Kevin Kenan" replied Dira. The name has been prepared since the USG results showed the baby was a boy.
"Let's make another woman" the doctor advised.
Dira showed me his white teeth. "My inner self was still shocked to see my wife giving birth, Doc," said Dira giving up.
Diandre started to stop drinking milk. Funny thing is the boy was trying to grab Dira's arm. "He wants to be carried, Pah," said Bia while peeking at Diandre's cheek.
Dira tries to take Diandre from Bia's sling. The baby smiled again. His eye line is so sharp that it is big later will aim at the hearts of thousands of women who see it.
"Can it carry, can't it?" ask Bia. Dira nodded. Although somewhat afraid of Diandre falling, Dira still trying to learn. He wants to keep Diandre taking turns with Bia so that his wife is not tired.
Slowly, but surely Dira can. Diandre looks comfortable in his papa. Dira smiled and at the same time Diandre also smiled. "I think Diandre is the same Divan as you again, nih," commented Bia.
The doctor left the two of them there with the little baby in Dira's arms. Thank goodness the previous moment was recorded by one of the sisters to be united with the moment Divan later, the memories that Dira and Bia watched as they both aged later.
Don't be sad because Divan couldn't get involved. Hospital rules in Livetown, healthy young children are banned from going there for fear of being infected by patients. So Divan quickly stayed home while waiting for her parents to come home. Mrs. Carol was also on her way home.
Sad divan? Cannot be. He is like a king in the house. Sitting on the sofa while holding one large bowl of pop corn to watch the movie 'Troll'. His laughter sounded crisp because he knew the maids in the house would not dare to ban him like Carol's parents and grandmother.
Intentionally, the seat cushion he made the backrest. Toys are messy and more than that, he is not worried at all with his mother. "A lot of klualin sister uses straws," he thought because too often suck jelly drinks with straws. Maybe how to remove the baby is also the same, press the bottle and then suck. Beres!
Even to watch what he calls a home theater. Though it is clear Dira forbid because the screen can hurt the eyes. Divan doesn't care, his papa doesn't exist either.
"Why Mr Divan?" ask the waiter Mrs asked for. Carol keep.
"Ni lusak's. Tuh, items do not see Divan," he protested.
The servant was confused, between wanting to laugh also cursing. "Sir, don't wear sunglasses. Certainly invisible," his servant suggested.
Divan moved his hand. "Uh, I don't want to. Divan dak kelen dak. Bialin only items," he stressed. This time, his stomach was twitching for fill. "You want to eat, can you?" ask Divan.
His servant nodded. "Divan wants to catch the bell, ekim, jelly, chicken goleng, pudding," his absence. After that, he thought again. "Drink the water, drink the night" he asked.
His servant shook his head. "Pick one first. That's too much. After all, the drink was only for adults," his servant advised.
Divan moved his legs to the right and left. He's manyun. "Said Oom Dalen, papah kanakan uga. Divan wants that. Cows, huh?"
His servant nodded. There are many red drinks that look like wine. Just put it in a glass of wine, Divan deceived.
After his servant died, Divan went back to watching the film. He dances when his characters sing. Once the scene is sad, as usual Divan will cry. He got off the couch and walked out of the room watching. "Duh, dak kliatan," his protest due to the view all looks black.
He saw Dira wearing those glasses on the beach and it was cool. Many people even asked for photos with Dira. Therefore, Divan also wants to be as cool as his papa.
The glasses actually belonged to Dira. Divan has his own glasses, but doesn't want to wear them. "Children's glasses" she complained of a dino and a funny picture on her glasses.
Once out, Divan runs into Mrs. Carol. Rather than be angry, Mrs. Carol laughed at Divan. The boy put on his papa shirt to sweep the floor. On the neck tie a tie. Large black glasses tilted right and left because Divan's nose stem is not as sharp as the papa.
The strangest part is certainly the Dira watch that hangs up in the elbow. "What the fuck is this grandma's granddaughter?" ask Mrs. Carol laughed and held her stomach.
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