Father of My Son 2
35. We're both

Taran broadened his outlook forward. "Dinia, if you're looking for love, do you want something like Kris Sullivan? Handsome and rich?"

"I used to like him. It's not just about the money."

"Low men like me will definitely be blasphemed if they like you, right? Because it's me." Taran faces back towards Dinia. He was surprised because the woman grabbed his lips.

They're kissing. Taran did not fight back at all. He hugged Dinia and drowned the woman in a long embrace. They both close their eyes, feeling the love growing in the heart.

When the kiss came off, they looked at each other. "Do you love me?" ask Dinia.

"Yes. Although the world forbids. I want you." Taran kissed Dinia's lips again. I don't know how many times they did that. Taran diverted Dinia's body in his lap. Dinia asked rubbed Taran's back gently.

The wind blew his hair both. Taran kiss the back of Dinia's hand. "You're cold. We're going in, okay?"

"You can hug me." Dinia wrapped her arms around Taran's neck.

"danger. It's already night," Taran replied with flushed cheeks.

"What do you think, come on!" Dinia jawil Taran's nose.

"Tomorrow I work, you too. Time to go to bed." Taran gendong Dinia like a newlywed.

"Taran, don't leave me."

"I'm afraid you did it." Taran Dinia's brow kiss. They got into the elevator, got off on the floor of Dinia's apartment and got into it. The whole room looks dark.

Taran lay Dinia on the bed. "Beautiful dream, Beautiful." Taran rubs Dinia's hair.

"You don't want to go to bed with me?" Dinia holds Taran's hand.

Taran pulled one of the chairs and sat there. He rubbed Dinia's hair lovingly. "Sometimes, you don't blame yourself for something that happened. Not everything deserves your own responsibility. Look at it from many sides," Taran advised.

"Taran, since you've been here. I don't take any more drugs."

"Yes, you need to heal. Right?"

Dinia. "Then us?"

"What's wrong with us?"

Dinia turned her back to Taran. "We have no future."

Taran. He knows what Dinah means. "Give me time."

"Don't tell me you've found love!" Unfortunately Dinia was already angry first before hearing the explanation.

"Not that. Listen to me." Taran tried to turn Dinia's body upside down, only Dinia's arm pulled over.

"I asked for time to be financially established. Not that I'm too prestigious. I thought of you and Ditrian. I'm sure you're embarrassed in front of Kris because your husband hasn't done anything yet." Taran looked down lethargic.

Dinia wakes. He shifted and hugged Taran. "No. Don't tell me that. I don't care about what people say, let alone what Kris thinks. I am now the important thing to be happy, just like you."

Although maybe someday there will be a big wave that hits and sweeps them away. "I want to keep holding hands with you. Until the day when Ditrian gets married, you're the one who stays here."

***

"We focus on the big city first. Usually rural communities will follow the trend. Therefore, we must combine this color palette system with the consumer so that they can match the clothes" Taran suggested in front of the meeting table.

"How much do you need for this, sir?" ask one of the staff.

"I think it's your job to record consumers and potential consumers that allow."

Sanchez opened the meeting room door, he patted the watch.

"Thank you very much, sir." The staff stood up and bowed in front of Taran. One by one they left the room, while Taran was still in his chair.

"Is your work done?" ask Taran.

"Leave one, accompany you to the barber," Sanchez replied with a flat face as if he was not humoring.

"I'll sort this out first."

"You can ask the secretary earlier." Sanchez pointed to the door where Taran's secretary disappeared.

"I can't entrust my personal belongings to anyone else." He who used to be on staff felt uncomfortable being served by others. Especially about the notes that contain many thought results.

"yes too. We're used to being taught to move around with calculation." Sanchez still sees Taran checking the papers at the table to keep them in order.

Outside, Dinia glanced one by one at the staff who came out while standing beside the elevator door. She counted the number of female staff. There are four and beautiful all. Suddenly Dinia was upset with the office recruitment system.

"They should look for employees whose faces are ordinary," said Dinia upset.

"Because our leader changed, I became the spirit of the meeting. Look at Mr. Taran's face, very handsome," exclaimed one of the staff, unaware there was Dinia there.

"Yes, I used to be so curious about pretending to lose something in a male canteen. As per the rumors, he was very gallant and shining." Others chimed in. As soon as it glanced to the left side, the four shouted in shock.

"My husband is handsome, but I don't know how brave you guys are to say it" Dinia said.

"Agod, Miss. We won't dare anymore." Afraid of him after bowing, they ran away.

"I'll mark you all." Dinia raises fist.

Sanchez and Taran are out of the office. Taran smiled seeing Dinia there. "Aren't you working?" ask Taran.

"I'm hungry. Eat with me, huh?" Dinia approached her husband. He pulled Taran's arm.

"I'm going with Sanchez."

"Where?" Despite asking Taran who was stared at even Sanchez cynically as well.

"Just get a haircut, Miss." Sanchez coughed. "I have no interest in handsome men anyway."

"Good, I don't want us to be rivals." Dinia ruffled waist.

"I'm going to have a baby." Sanchez is in second-tier self-defense.

"really? A boy or a girl?"

"He's still in the womb. I don't know yet. It was just the beginning of the month" Sanchez replied.

"What if that age isn't visible?"

Taran looked at Dinia in wonder. "You have experience with Ditrian, right?"

Dinia and Sanchez cleared their throat. "I forgot. It's already big."

"Yes, I'm going first. You eat with Ditrian alone. He likes it best when he eats with you." Taran rubbed the top of Dinia's head.

"Don't joke. Ditrian prefers to eat alone. You don't know he's eating must have been arranged first. My son is a little different." Dinia exhaled a heavy breath.

"Also, you have to make a lot of time for him. Shall we take a walk?" tawar Taran's.

Dinia was flirting in Taran's arms. "Later say the same salon. Make you look less handsome. I hate to see these girls here flirt with you!" dinia's Omel.