Father of My Son 2
36. Not on demand

"Please sit down, Mr Green."

A salon employee prepares a special seat that is padded beyond the seat of the highest class aircraft. Just looking at him Taran felt shaving his hair this time would not be too boring and sore.

The man was lying down with his body slightly leaning back. One of the officers began to do the treatment on Taran's hair.

Sanchez waited in the seat facing Taran, just two metres away. Because it is exclusive, each customer is given their own space.

Sanchez was still waiting for the moment where he could take Taran's hair. However, it must be intact hair. Sanchez signaled for the officer to do as he was told.

"Aw!" Taran complained, feeling something hurt on the scalp. "What's that?" ask Taran while opening his eyes.

"Sorry, Sir. Your hair was stuck to the middle of the scissors."

Taran shook his head. "It turns out in the salon like this can still happen such an incident."

After getting a sample of Taran's hair, Sanchez said goodbye. "Suddenly Miss Dinia wanted me to replace her in the office."

"Be careful" Taran said.

Sanchez put the sample in his pocket. He walked out. Sanchez was about to go to the hospital where the Kenan family trust doctor was. There, Sanchez met a man. He bowed.

"You're working fine."

"Thank you very much, sir. All I did was as a form of my loyalty to the Kenan family." Sanchez sat down on his knees.

"What about Dinia?"

"It looks like they're already out of what's agreed upon like your suspicions. I don't know what Taran means. I am still monitoring it to this day. But what if they really fall in love?" Sanchez hopes the family can understand Taran. Who is not comfortable with sharing.

"Solar Dinia. It's just, Rubey's still Rubey."

"Okay, Chairman."

Sanchez is leaving the hospital. What the outcome will be, he will not know. After this will be the affairs of the top leadership special staff.

Sanchez took a deep breath, he looked up at the sky. In the business world, even your own family can keep a big secret. Although Sanchez knows what he's doing to protect Dinia. Moreover, the woman had psychological problems.

After a few hours passed, Taran returned home. Just getting out of the car, the apartment clerk was stunned to see him. Especially the female.

As Taran rubbed his hair from the top of his forehead back, it was like a white pigeon was flying from the back of the man's body.

"He's a fictional guy, right?" ask one of the employees to hug a large flower vase that is part of the lobby design.

"It's just that all fictional guys are inspired by him."

As Taran stood in front of the elevator, the spy froze in the same direction. Taran rubbed his nape and stretched the passage. Elevator door opens. Taran turned around and leaned against his wall. As soon as the door closed there was the sound of disappointed people not being able to see the man's good looks anymore.

Entering the apartment, the effect is no different. There were even maids who fell behind the sofa due to not focusing on the road that passed.

Dinia out of the room. The phone fell to the floor. "What the fuck is this, Taran?" dinia protests.

"What?" Taran innocently seemed to have no sin whatsoever.

"What did I say this afternoon? Why are you coming home even more handsome! This is not in line with my expectations!" dinia's Omel.

"I didn't order weird. I just asked to be tidied up." Taran raised an eyebrow.

"stirred? You know right now you look like a handsome soldier in a drama. Where did you cut your hair? I'll be mad at the guy!" Dinia was about to return again to pick up the bag.

Dinia pursed her lips. "alright. But I'm asking for a reward for that."

"What kind of reward?" ask Taran.

"Last noon you promised." Dinia pulls Taran's tie. He brought his lips closer. Taran's heart suddenly wanted to jump from the spot. Even the blood flow heats up, pumped fast to rustle in the body.

"I haven't had a shower yet." Taran's wrong behavior pushed Dinia's body slowly and then ran to the room.

Dinia was upset to stomp her feet. Ditrian saw the incident from the door while eating popcorn.

"Mama, daddy's kasian. Mama selemin telus." Back Titrian nagging.

"Mama didn't want to see Papa. It was just a thoughtful gesture," said Dinia.

"Sin' papa Papa scared? Mama boong is no good! Ian's example is good." The child lifts his index finger and moves it.

"Papa said he didn't want to be disturbed, tired. Papa should appreciate Mama. Though Mama is already beautiful gini to welcome Papa." Dinia poured out hearts. He showed a sad face.

"Not this bialin! Ian tulun hands." The boy gave Dinia pop corn and went to Taran's room without knocking on the door. Good thing Taran just took off the shirt. Even so, the box on his stomach remained tempting.

"Father! Sorry mom. Papa makes sad. Ian not tobelil agi!" bentak Ditrian's.

"What did Mama say?"

Ditrian said what happened. "Mama and Papa are grown up. Better not be friendly in front of you who are still children. Doesn't it? It's okay if you can't tolerate it. You have to protect your mom from anyone. However, it should know the point of the matter." Taran is always smart to reach out to the heart of Ditrian. Just say it, the boy agreed.

"Remain, huh?" pinta Ditrian's.

"Yes. Later if Ditrian is busy, Papa will accompany Mama and apologize."

"Good, handsome Papa!" Ditrian pamit go.

Dinia was already impatiently waiting for the results her son brought. "What are you Papa?" He hopes that Ditrian will hit Taran to change his attitude.

"Yes that's it. Mama diaper Ian?"

Dinia gave me what the kid wanted. "Hit how many times Papa?"

"Mama, hit that cruel olang." Ditrian.

"Why should I expect so much from him?"

Elsewhere, Gustavo was lying. He looked at the ceiling. His body is getting weaker and weaker. "My son, how long will you find him?"

"Sir, right now you better focus on Mr. Pablo. He needs your support too."

Gustavo shook his head. "He and his mother are the same. Before I die, I have to meet my son." Gustavo pulled the arm of his staff.

Pablo peeked out from the outside. He turned around with anger. "Would a father be more affectionate with his illegitimate child? He'd better die fast just let me be free to kill that damn kid!"

"Master, remember our clothes launching event. We'd better keep the company peaceful. Focus on the marketing strategy, "his secretary advised.

"What am I doing right now?" Pablo pulled out his cell phone and saw the news about the woman he wanted so much. "Invite him to our show."

"If Miss Dinia realizes it's her design?"

"Let. So he knows that I'm smart enough to beat him. That way, he can pay more attention to me." Pablo laughing.