
"I'll tell Davina first. Moving here is not easy. Especially when the kids are still in school. All the administration is very complicated," replied Divan.
Dinia grunting. "What's the point of you having a secretary, brother? Not a lot of reasons. Am I the only one who cares about this family."
"You're the Chairman then" Dio said.
"Don't be so rude! Since when have you guys been putting trouble on a weak woman like me?" Dinia turned her eyes.
"Weak what? If you're angry, the whole city of Heren would want to evacuate." Dio's sticking out his tongue.
Dinia sat Ditrian on the couch. He took a pillow and threw Dio. "Shut up! I didn't ask your opinion!"
"I count to three!" It seems like Dira does have to get angry every time her three children get together. "If there is no loneliness, once there is a migraine. What are you eating exactly?" nagel Dira's.
Only her three children bowed. "You're all grown up. This is why you didn't ask you to bring a partner."
"I don't have one" said Dinia.
"Who wants to?" Dio made a sound.
"Not him who is afraid, married. But men are afraid to marry her" Divan said.
"You are all cursed!" Dinia showing boxing.
Bia stand. He's ruffled around the waist. "Once again make a sound, Mama will teach you a lesson." If Bia were to go berserk, this incident would not happen again.
Sure enough, now the three brothers and sisters can be serious. "You know Rubey's company? They are beginning to catch up with our market. Behind them made hate news about Dinia. I've made sure with the help of expert staff from our company," explained Dira.
"What can't be muted. I think the news is too coercive. Especially about the baby tube problem." Dinia looked at Ditrian with worry.
"For now it might be. In front of him again. Rubey even started contacting some designers from DW fashion to be offered a contract to his company."
Divan was silent for a long time. "He didn't know the idea was all from Dinia herself. It's certainly not easy for him to rival."
"Therefore he used a cunning way" Dinia timpal then pursed his lips.
They remained silent for quite a while. "We reply in the same way" Dinia suggested and laughed.
"Magic granny," chimpanzees Divan and Dio.
There will be another fight, they look at his mother. Bia's eyes bulged until the three of them had to hold back.
"For now we just focus on seeing the movement. Only we have to be prepared for a leadership shift. Divan, you know who the enemy you have to face. Job affairs abroad, Dio will hold." Dira began to give advice to his children.
After the meeting, they had dinner together. Ditrian running around in the dining room. Just eating a snack, he was already full. So Ditrian did not eat.
"Have you given him vitamins this month?" ask Bia.
"It has. I always follow my mother's advice. Ditrian now his speech is getting smoother. He is already good at expressing with expressions and hand movements," explained Dinia.
"Thank God. I don't think he can walk either." Divan smiled at his nephew.
They used to have a hard time accepting Ditrian. Increasingly, they already considered the child part of the family. "Ditrian, want this?" bargain Dio.
"Definitely nyari Taran. The boy was close to one of my staff" Dinia said.
"Turan?" Dira. "Ouh, the new staff that Grandpa's looking for you? I heard he's an Olympic champion. He could have worked well. Last time, he helped solve a case in one of our branches in Emertown. Talented boy," praised Dira.
"But your son made her a babysitter, Pa." Divan laughed while pointing at Dinia.
The night passed quickly. Dinia left her parents' house. "Why not stay here?" tawar Bia's.
"I know Papa is more jealous of us than anyone else. She wants her honeymoon with Mama every day" Dinia replied as she elbowed her father's arm.
"You know!" Divan and Dio again chuckled.
They got into their cars. "Where's partner?" Dinia was stuck at the door.
"With Taran, Miss. The young master fell asleep," replied Sanchez.
Dinia. He came to the back car. Taran sat in the back seat holding Ditrian. "Direct him to the front car" Dinia asked.
"Good." Taran down with Ditrian in hand. He's moving into Dinia's car. Other staff have prepared a bed in a car that Dinia used to use if Ditrian sleeps while on the trip.
"Thank you for being my son" said Dinia. He and Taran faced each other.
"Together, Miss." Taran.
Dinia's eyes found something in Taran's suit. "What's this?" Dinia's hand was about to stall, but she stumbled and fell in Taran's arms.
Reflex Taran catches the body of the Nonanya. Aware of Dinia hugging, Taran encouraged the woman. Fortunately, Dinia was not stuck to the car door.
"You don't have the gourmet? What if I'm fucked?" dinia's Omel.
"I'm not flirty, Miss. The lady who gave me the word. If Miss hugs, I have to push" replied Taran.
Dinia clenched her hands. "Malgoshen!" He got in the car. "Don't talk to me for the next week?" threaten her. He asked the staff to close the door.
Goul pat Taran on the shoulder. "Patience, huh? Women are always right" the man advised.
Taran just smiled poignantly. He's back in his car again. "I don't want to have a girlfriend, let alone a wife. Miss Dinia traumatized me," she lamented as she got into the car. Seeing Taran's sad face, the other staff laughed funny instead.
On the way to the apartment, Dinia looked at her son's face. There is a fear that keeps chasing in the soul.
Heren is still shining. The city never died. A straight and smooth road stands beside the beach with sloping waves. Among the multi-storey buildings, Black Tower is seen as the center of Kenan Grouph.
"Ditrian, Mama won't just shut up. Whatever you do to protect you. Nothing will ever separate us." Dinia's hand rubbed Ditrian's hair.
"Miss, I've studied CCTV at the place where Mr. Ditrian was dumped. It was a woman. Honey, the woman was found dead, killed. To date, the killer has not been found" Samchez said.
"My fault was too easy. If the reality of Ditrian is known to others, all this will be more difficult. Do whatever it takes to find the child's biological parents. Oh right, is there any chance that she's the mother of this child?"
"I'm going to dismantle the tomb and do a DNA test as soon as possible, Miss. Please patience. We pray that it will be faster than the opponent."
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