Father of My Son 2
22. The famous taran

Ditrian get off the car. Again he became the subject of attention even though many who see cynically. "Who's ili? Ian gateng huh?" said Ditrian to them. The boy is mentally resistant now.

"Just go forward, you don't need to respond" Dinia asked. There are many bodyguards protecting them.

Downstairs, Ditrian saw a mountain car on display. Looks luxurious and classy. "Mama, why not this billiard?"

"Want to?"

"Miss, it doesn't have to be the whole child's wish fulfilled. Lady Bia order that," Taran cut.

Ditrian and Dinia are nearby. "He's not cute."

"Isn't he best for you?"

"Dissipated kalang. End!" Ditrian meloyor. Taran is still following. Now there are two shops that cross, a toy store and makeup tools.

"The lipstick color is great!" exciting Dinia.

"Mobin. Macho. Ian, take this ental man!" In the toy store there is a toy car that is exactly like the car.

"Taran, you take care of Ditrian first. I'm gonna take a look at make up." Dinia goes into the right shop.

"Mo cini!" Played into the store on the left. Taran follow Boss Wife's instructions. Instead of getting nagged and ended he had to go to a special hospital ENT.

"Miss, what's this?" ditrian asked, wiping this toy car.

"Price as per the one on display, Young Master," replied the shopkeeper.

Ditrian approaching Taran. He pulled the man's suit arm. "Talan, read that? Ian slashed. No doubt about Ian. The children's number."

"You can still pay with the debit that Miss Dinia gave you, sir."

Ditrian. "Miss, don't you understand? This is Papa Ian. Not flirtatious. Papa belongs to Mama." Ditrian told me first because the shopkeeper looked flirtatious when he saw Taran. "No glass icon? Halga cut. Yea?"

"Master, if there is a discount, it must be on the price tag. You don't have to ask" Taran explained.

"Gak billi. Ian vinegar dikon."

"Why is that?"

"Mama biang, balang dikon kebetan." Ian turned his gaze elsewhere. Dinia is a true mother.

"What's this? Napa cinga funny?" Ditrian likes lions. The beast looked dashing in the eyes of Ditrian. His loud roar, moving like a king. Suddenly the lion in front of him had hair like a sunflower and a doll face.

"This is our latest series. It just so happens to be a limited edition" explained the shopkeeper.

"Miss, cinga tu laja. Not very happy!" firmly Didrian.

"Sir, Miss this is just a sale. Not the ones that do. You quickly decide what you want to buy," Taran advised so strong to resist embarrassment.

Titrian ruffled waist. "Ian billi car earlier. Majuna gaffes?" It looks like an adult who is buying a car.

"Yes, Sir. Can be worn for four hours each time charge."

"The father's death?"

"You don't need to be quick, sir. The important thing is to be safe."

"Road, don't worry. Ian is pilia. Halu kubut's. I'm not going to, tulun throne." Returning to the car. He tapped on the hood of the car. "Sit here can? Stacking seats, silanna. Ian behalga."

"Please, Sir."

"Sorry, Miss. My master is usually rarely to the mall. Designer toys that come to the house. So he's demanding" Taran explained.

"It's okay, Sir. Young Master is very cute and cute."

After shopping, Dinia returned to the study. Taran and Sanchez were allowed in.

"Sanchez, make sure no one knows we spread this copyan" said Dinia.

"Good, Miss." Sanchez leaves Dinia's room.

Taran is still there. Today everything feels stressful. Public confidence depends on the latest news.

"Miss, you better take a break. Let me just keep an eye on everything. I'll make sure everything's okay" Taran said.

"No. Wanting to be forced anyway, I can't sleep if all this hasn't been resolved. Moreover, the Rubey family started to go crazy because of the lack of it." Dinia sits while folding both hands in front of the chest. He glanced out the window.

"About business with Kris Sullivan's family. Are you sure you are accepting investments from them?"

Dinia takes candy. "Why not. It's just business. If you use feelings in this case, your life will not go forward. That was my grandfather's teaching from my little one. Business is not about friends or family."

"But your family is very warm. It's so different from what other people value." Taran gave his honest opinion.

"You said that because you're legally my family's daughter-in-law, right? Relax Taran, you won't be able to join them." Dinia lifted and moved her index finger.

"I understand, Miss. A man whose origins are not as clear as mine, how could it possibly be worth it to your family?"

"Not that. You're less crazy. Only crazy people in my family. You're not funny, your words are too guarded. Souls like you won't be strong living in the Kenan family."

Taran was astonished, there also turned out to be such a rule. Even so, Taran did not refuse, all of that was very reflected in Dinia's attitude.

Dinia got a call from Sanchez. Quickly he lifted up. Taran just waited while standing in front of the woman's desk. Dinia hung up the phone shortly.

"It seems like a success. Netizens believe!" Taran immediately took out a tablet PC and saw the news that was going viral at this time. He was surprised that his real father, Didrian Kenan, hadtagged the social media hashtag.

As expected, the birth certificate of Ditrian leaked. Funny thing is they made it as if an anonymous account had a problem with the Kenan family so dare to leak it all.

[Are you sure it's real?]

[The man on the deed, not the handsome staff that netizens often hail?]

[It is fitting that his son Dinia is going everywhere. Indeed Papa.]

[It's like a movie, right? Dinia Kenan left married boss, even choose staff]

Taran showed all that to Dinia. "I'm surprised. How could they just believe it?"

"Why do I know that so many people say you're handsome?" Dinia heard protests.

Taran. He's tidying up the tie. "Sorry, Miss. Let me show you." Taran is looking for articles about people photos of the craziest rich staff. His name is in position one.

"Even I've been called a model agency several times." Taran also still keeps a chat and an audition call message on him.

"Maybe they all need glasses!" Dinia. He then walked away.

"Where are you going, Miss?"

"Sleep. Do you think I want to go to the museum? I'm not a rare thing!" Dinia opens the door. While walking, he moved his lips to the right and left sides. Arriving in the room, Dinia opened the phone. He's looking for Taran's name.

The nickname of the handsome staff to many who make it a novel cast makes Dinia even more angry. "Women of today! Look at the handsome guy getting a little praised immediately."

Taran was following towards his own room. He felt uncomfortable in this apartment. Apart from the spacious room, the bed was too soft. Taran is more comfortable being poor.

He saw the shopping bag this afternoon. One by one, the clothes came out of there. Taran's going to wash tomorrow.

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