Father of My Son 2
21 Not want to
"This is what you have to memorize. Don't let you say anything outside this script." The Chairman's trust staff came to see Taran and gave him a gift.
"I understand. You don't have to worry" Taran replied. He felt this would be something weighing down his shoulders. Even so, Taran was already too late to retreat.
The staff shortly left. Now it's just Taran, alone at home and checking the documents inside the brown envelope. The document was left by the staff. It contained Taran's new status as Dinia's husband and Ditrian's biological father.
"From today on, you must have a new memory of the past, Taran," Taran said, then snorted. The man began to read strands after strands of documents before he destroyed them.
This is the story of Taran escaping from his home abroad. Then meet the annoying woman who took her groceries. Apparently they are neighbors. It was amazing until Taran felt, this story should be a romantic drama.
The next day when Taran manages to swallow the contents of the document into the brain, the man is ready to face the popularity that will be present. Suddenly, conspiracy news about him was talked about.
"THIS SUSPICIOUS MAN WHO'S ALWAYS BEEN WITH DINIA KENAN."
Many people try to find out Taran's past, in fact no one can. The Taran family was moved to a hidden place. Due to his rigid nature, Taran had no acquaintances. In essence, no one knows Taran well to make it easier for the Kenan family.
More than that, his photos while carrying Ditrian were also popular.
"Not that they look alike. I'm sure he's the guy."
Netizen comments on social media.
"It's weird, too, how could such a small child be close to an adult male, other than a father or other family."
"Looks, that man wasn't a member of the Kenan family. I'm getting more and more convinced by the assumptions of many."
In fact, even Pablo Rubey was surprised by the fact that is not yet clear. "How can our informant again go through this. If only we could prove it first, we might make it worse to drop DW Fashion."
"Master, according to our informant. The two were often together and the boy was with them. It's just, that man is listed as one of the staff!"
Pablo's breaking the table. "That's their stupidity! Evidence as clear as that, how could they not know? Replace his position with someone else!"
"Sir, what if he threatens to report this to Kenan Group's side?"
"Kill it!" Pablo's assertiveness. He picked up a suit and walked out of the company. Arriving at the door, Pablo met his father—Gustavo Rubey who owned a bottled beverage business.
"Where have you been? I heard the news on television. I thought you made it, but you still can't do anything" Gustavo snapped.
"Papa, I am currently correcting his mistake. Our informant...."
Gustavo slapped Pablo's cheek hard. "Stupid kid! It has failed to approach Dinia Kenan, even you let the woman get pregnant with a lowly staff. You should be able to be smarter than that man and become the daughter-in-law of the Kenan family!"
"Papa knows for himself, Dinia rejected me on the grounds of not wanting to get married." Pablo held onto his sore cheek.
"In your brain you can only eat! Who wants to marry you? If you continue this way, you better let your stepbrother take over" threatened Gustavo.
Pablo squinted. As a result of his father's treatment, the feeling of wanting revenge on Dinia grew even greater.
The woman sits on the sofa, raising one leg over the other. Taran was still standing in front of his two suitcases. "Five, Miss. With this one I wear. I can wash and dry overnight. Before work, I ironed to wear" Taran explained.
Others with the new Dinia will wear the same outfit if they have forgotten to wear it. As long as you remember, the clothes will hang in the closet.
"Shoes?" Dinia pointed at Taran's feet.
"I can do laundry on holiday. If you are wearing it, just shine it. After all, all of those items are from luxury brands. So Miss there's no shame." Taran had already collected the money he had to buy it all.
"You're! Where is my salary? How can you buy clothes?" Dinia stood up and pointed at Taran.
"Did you forget that my father was sick. Of course I sent for him," Taran explained. He didn't want Dinia to think that the Kenan family's salary was small.
"Any, what's for your big brother? If there is none, it's better to just die him" said Dinia as well as jidat.
"Miss, he's my father's successor. All this time I lived by taking my love from her. Let's just say, I paid for all this." Taran was confused as to how he should explain. Because Taran was so obedient to his father that he received praise, his brother felt jealous and often compared. That made Taran hated.
"It's hard if you talk about that. Then, you fill the room next to Ditrian. After that prepare. We're going," Dinia asked.
"Where are we going, miss?"
"Otherwise? Fill closet. Since we are already a couple, it must be compatible, right? Besides, it's family day" Dinia explained.
Sure enough, as soon as Taran came out of the room, Dinia and Dadrian were already standing in the living room. They look fashionable as usual.
"Miss, aren't you ashamed of having a husband, someone like me?" ask Taran.
"Compared to Pablo Rubey, I prefer you. I don't like people's faces, but at least he knows himself. A real handsome guy, not pretentious like him," Dinia replied with a chuckle.
"About him, I'm sure at the moment he must be in shock. I hear he keeps doing a lot of things to be on the same show as you" Taran said.
Dinia shuddering. "Better I don't come. Besides, why should we talk about him. Let's go now," Dinia led Ditrian who was wearing glasses and a hat.
"Come, Talan. Ian wasted money. Ocoping!" yells.
"Shoping, Young Master. You seem to be happy today?" ask Taran. Ditrian held Taran's hand with his left hand and Dinia's hand with his right.
"There is a kuwulualga" replied Ditrian.
"If you have a family, you should call Taran Papa" Dinia said. They offset the speed of the Ditrian step.
"Father bestie, Ian is home. Ental malem, bobo baleng. Beautiful mom, Papa Bestie ma Ian, yuk?"
"No way!" answer Taran and Dinia simultaneously.
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