Father of My Son 2
3. Psychic is injured

"Are you better?" Bia came to Dinia's room that morning. He opened the curtains, while his daughter just woke up and relaxed the muscles. Drabia Kenan—birth mother Dinia and her only wife Dira Kenan, turned to look at her daughter who was still on the bed.

"Your mother didn't tell me to marry Pablo Rubey, did she?" Dinia gets off the bed. He wears his favorite bunny slippers.

"No. Where possible. Especially if you are already broken. You know, he's not as good as Kris Sullivan." Bia showed a cheerful face. He didn't want to talk about this stuff so stiffly. Of course he should behave like a friend.

Dinia just learned to be a grown woman. He began to look at the world with realists. On the other hand, his fiction is not over. The two conflicting souls left Dinia confused and unstable. If Bia goes along hard, she will fail to get close to her daughter.

"Don't talk about that. I said, right. I'm doing fine. Right he's married to anyone."

The man that Dinia wanted to marry, married another woman today. The first love that Dinia forced to forget. "Aren't you coming?"

"For? Let him say, 'hey Dinia. You rejected my proposal, not that I suffered. Look at my wife as beautiful as this.' Males!" Dinia imitates the voice of men.

Bia chuckles. "Yes already. Mama's gonna tell me you got a fever from eating the wrong thing."

"Don't! Tell me I have to change Papa to meet who that is. If he says it hurts, he thinks I'm heartbroken." Dinia refuses.

Bia sat next to her daughter. He hugged Dinia tightly. Swabbed Dinia's long and straight hair. "You love him?"

Dinia.

"You can tell Mama. I'm not going to talk to your dad."

Although she was initially hesitant, Dinia nodded. "I can't be selfish, Ma. I don't know when I won't get married. But, Kris is an adult. He shouldn't have waited for me who I thought I was. So let it."

Dinia nods her head. "She left Mama to grow up Kak Divan himself?" dinia terka.

"In the end, Papa now accompany Mama until you grow up. The fate of every woman is different, Dinia. What happened to your friend, you're not necessarily going through."

Dinia shook her head. "I know that. But I don't want to believe it. I don't know. I'm scared, Ma." Dinia hugged her mother's body. Hands shaking. His face turned pale.

Dira heard it from outside. If only he could force Dinia to go to a psychologist and cure her psychic illness. However, Dira did not want to make the situation worse. He just hoped, Dinia could get better soon, even though maybe it was a long time spent.

"Mama get ready first. Papa must have been waiting. Apologize to Mama for speaking in a high tone. Mama sure, Papa now must have accepted your decision," pinta Bia.

"Where do you know?"

"Of course Mama talked to Papa last night. You know, Papa can't turn down Mama.

Dinia smiled small. "Mom want me to meet Papa?"

Bia nodded. "But you take a shower first. Mama's pretty daughter has to smell good when she gets out of the room, huh?" pinta Mom.

"Ready. Thanks for how I feel, Ma."

"Either. Mama loves you. Therefore, you have to toughen up, huh? No parent wants to give a bad thing to their child. Remember that, honey." Bia waved her hand and left Dinia's room.

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