Father of My Son
Drive to school

It's been an agreement between these two young parents to ask Divan about who will take her to school today. Bringing children on the first day to school has indeed become a government recommendation. However, it is necessary to make an agreement also with the child whether it is necessary for both parents to deliver. She was afraid even more and more insecure.

"Just papah. Same mother Diande," replied Divan.

Dira nodded. "Proud papa, loh. Divan already wants to make his own decision," praised Dira.

Bia guides Divan to prepare his own school needs. Just serve, motivate and help the part that if difficult Divan do.

"Lunch love from school, huh?" ask Divan.

"Yes, lunch is ten. Eat light from school. Eat the weight later in the afternoon," replied Bia.

After the official announcement of the school day, Bia already got her son's lunch schedule. That he used to estimate what heavy food is right for Divan at home as well as snacks so that the amount of calories is not excessive.

Keeping the calorie value is not just for fear of diabetes. Sugar and starch contained in food if excessive entry in the child's body makes it can be more active than it should be, not concentrating, difficulty sleeping also accumulate disease.

"Divan put the hat in?" ask Bia. Divan nodded. Summer makes the sunlight feel hotter and it easily burns the white skin of Divan.

Finished obscuring the needs of Divan, Bia tidied up Divan's clothes a little less neat. "Sister can wear his own uniform. Still the first day. Great brother! This is correct while Divan learns every day. Familiarized for a long time Divan does not need to mamah trim his uniform," said Bia.

Divan nodded. He hugged his mother. "Thank you for helping Divan," said Divan while peeping Bia's cheek. The boy quickly grabbed Dira's hand. "Yep, to school" he asked.

Bia carried Diandre. It intersects the departure of Dira and Divan to the terrace of the house. Dira took up to a week off work to take Divan to school. It is better with the father, because the child can be more independent.

Divan can even open his own car door. He climbed up and sat in the driver's side seat. Dira climbed up from the door on the other side. "Dah Diande, school sister first. Play again!" pamit Divan's.

Diandre. He waved at his brother despite the wave of his hand moving up and down instead of to the side. Divan gives Diandre a kiss bye and is avenged by her little sister.

"Diande's funny, huh?" asked Divan to Dira who immediately replied to his father's nod.

"Well, I'll take Divan first. Diandre Bye!" pamit Dira's. He fitted the Divan seat belt. Before long the car drove to the school TK Divan. The distance is not too far from home, only about ten minutes have arrived at the destination.

Actually Dira wants Divan to go to school in Emertown. Just because now Dira has her own agency here also helps in Kenan group, forcing her to stay in Heren. It was also impossible for him to let his family live in a different city.

"Divan deg-degan isn't?" dira asked while concentrating on the streets.

Divan nodded. "Mamah, this is the name of worry. It will be lost if Divan has finished school," replied Divan.

"Yes, right. The sense of stubbornness is there because Divan does not know what will happen at school. After knowing, of course it is lost," explained Dira.

Even to feel relaxed, Dira deliberately only wears shirts and jeans today. If you wear formal clothes, fear Divan even feels this is a stiff day.

Arriving at the school parking lot, Dira opens the seat belt Divan. They both got out of the car. Dira leads Divan in. In front of the school, there are already several parents taking their children to school.

"Hello! How are you?" greet a teacher when she sees Divan approaching her. Dira releases Divan's hand so that the child faces his own teacher.

"good. Teacher, huh?" ask Divan. The teacher nodded. Although it is quite old, but the hue of cheerfulness is so clearly implied on the face of teacher Divan. The boy smiled.

"Whose name?" asked teacher. Although Divan is quite famous, Dira understands that this teacher does not know his son. Maybe because of age to rarely see impressions in online media. Most people of that age watch more television if they are free.

"Divans. I'm an artist, loh. Video often, too, many of its subcibers" Divan replied.

"Well, great donk. It must be because Nak Divan is so much fun," praised the teacher. Divan nodded.

His teacher glanced at Dira. "Well, great. Even though you are still going to school," praised the teacher again.

Dira and Divan are both confused here. "Whose brother?" ask Dira in your heart.

"His parents didn't come?" ask the teacher to Dira. Dira grinning horse. Wanted to answer, but was afraid of being offended. He was a pretty famous artist first. However, this Divan teacher did not even recognize. Maybe it was because of taste. Singers like Dira of course fans are mostly just young people.

"Mom, this is the papa. They're artists. Time not knowing?" say one of the other teachers. Dira feels grateful that someone represents her feelings.

"Ouh, here's the papa. It was so young. I think I'm still in High School" said the teacher who mistook Dira. He smiled embarrassed to see Dira who wore a shirt and jeans even look very young.

Dira nodded. "It's okay, Mom. Wrong I was also a teenager," he joked Dira provoked the laughter of some people there.

Divan. Before long he was shaking his waist. "Divan here wants to go to school. Why all the way to papah" he protested. He wants to be a star today, unfortunately lost to the effect caused by Dira because of wearing a t-shirt and long jeans.

"Son Divan, more handsome than in the video huh?" praise one of the mothers there.

"Yes, it's funnier to be hold-hold. On video you can't" Divan said.

"Gartisnya later, baby. Now go to class, okay? Papah interracial?" tawar Dira's.

His teacher showed Divan class. Dira ushered in a class full of funny trinkets. Because it carries a montessori learning method, its contents are full of household tools made in small sizes.

Divan takes off the shoes and keeps them on the shelf while Dira just stays at the door. Divan stepped in. The distance with Dira is only two steps.

"Well, kayak at home" praise Divan. Dira nodded. This school environment makes Dira sure to choose it for Divan. Because here Divan also learned life skills.

Divan's eyes are attracted to the writing on the locker door in the corner of the room. "Bah, it's Divan's closet!" yells. The boy opened the locker door and kept his bag there.

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