Father of My Son 2
37. Families

"He's not sane? His brain is less clever. It's okay, just let him get lost in that situation. Tell them that my husband and I will be there" Dinia replied after reading Rubey's invitation.

"Good, Miss. I'll call the company secretary immediately." Sanchez withdraws.

Dinia is alone in the office. He was busy planning something. Yes, tomorrow he will have a family vacation with Taran and Ditrian. It used to be just a scenario, but this time Dinia was very much looking forward to it.

The door is knocked back. Taran popped out of there with some files. "About the plan my team is going to make. These are some of the companies we'll call to see their production." Taran's documents are stored on Dinia's desk.

"Well, I'll read it later" replied Dinia.

"It's okay. There are still other things I have to do including taking you to lunch." Taran continued his point.

Dinia was stunned and raised her chin. "Tumben you remember I haven't eaten." Dinia rubbed the table because of anxiety with Taran's attitude.

"I always remember. Get up, I'll lead you there." Taran give me a hand.

At the request of her husband, Dinia rose. He grabbed Taran's hand. They walked out of the office. "Diditrian come with us?"

"He's already there. He helped me get ready." Taran rubbed the back of the head.

"Why do you still do that? There's another officer."

"Is that wrong? I'm afraid my wife ate the wrong thing." Taran rubs Dinia's hair.

That behavior envy other employees who happen to pass by. "Are they feeling like me or are they just getting more friendly?" ask one of the female staff who was delivering the report to the other leadership room.

"Well, they're a husband and wife."

"When it used to be clear that they were only superiors and subordinates. They are really good at camouflage. I've been wanting to marry Mr. Taran for a long time." It feels sad to see the idol turned out to have a woman who is much more extraordinary than yourself.

Taran and Dinia ride to the rooftop. There is a special dining room Dinia used to use lunch if she was bored in the office. Sometimes I drink coffee there.

"Mama, Ian lapal's. Ian's pellet was sobbing, "call Ditrian impatiently.

Taran and Dinia sat in one of the chairs. The waiter came with food and sat down on the table. "What's this?" Dinia was surprised to see sea shells that were difficult to buy because they only existed in the village. The shell lives in clean waters.

"I heard Mrs Bia and Mr Dira are from Emertown. The beach is still well preserved. This shell is your family's favorite food." Taran was proud of what he managed to get.

"My mom and dad. Divan as well. Dio and I are not. We grew up in Heren" replied Dinia.

Taran's surprised. "It's okay. A little wrong is common. But, I can eat this. Pretty tasty. Thanks for trying my husband" said Dinia.

The shells are peeled, they just eat with cocol sauce. Ditrian had a bit of trouble picking up with a fork. "Want Papa help?" tawar Taran's.

"No pelu. Ian's still a bully." Ditrian refused. His adult-ass attitude is emerging. Once he can, he immediately cocol and eat. "What'sthis? Not delicious! Cheeky's mouth." Immediately shocked.

"You put too much into saos. Must be salty." Dinia laughs.

"Asking Papa for help isn't a problem either, you know."

***

I don't know what kind of family Dinia and Taran form. However, they were excited to live this together. That morning Ditrian had already jumped on the sofa. "Quick! Long-telus. Napa olang mature kula-kula millip!" Knowing that he was going for a walk, he wanted to leave quickly.

Usually at six in the morning Ditrian is still sleeping. Even though all night he kept awake because he wanted to hurry tomorrow. Not long before Dinia and Taran came out of their rooms, each of them was wearing clothes to climb.

Ditrian down from the couch. "Lit go!" yells.

"Not yet! Mama's gonna grab something!" Dinaia ran to the kitchen.

"Female of ulus-ulus. Libet," nagged Ditrian again. He was so eager to hurry that he squatted down and stood up many times.

"Susu Ian brought it?" ask Ditrian.

"certain. Even your favorite strawberry milk pie, Mama prepare it too."

"Mama!" Ditrian gives a sign of love with his fingers.

They walked out of the apartment and into the parking lot. Taran's taking the car. Ditrian sat on Dinia's lap. "Ian akhilna there's Papa, Mama. Malin play Mama agi. Bosen Ian," complained Ditrian.

"So you're bored with Mama?"

"No. Ian wants two old ogangs. Same mama sindili bored. Mom doesn't love Papa. There is love" explained Ditrian.

"Papa loves you too." Taran pinch cheek Ditrian.

"Papa knows, Ian's enthal school. Papa Ian's antel?" pinta the boy.

"Surely." Taran was busy driving.

They reached the nearest mountain gate to Heren. It is not a high mountain. However, if the climb is quite tired as well.

Dinia glanced in various directions. "Tumben there's no reporter."

"There certainly is. They just take pictures secretly." Taran kissed Dinia cheek until the woman blushed in shame.

Walking on the ground mixed with rocks and up and down makes them need rest. Taran invited his family to stop under the fir.

"Drink." Taran gave a bottle of drink to Dinia and Ditrian. The bottle he kept in the backpack.

"The view from here is beautiful. It turns out that really want to get happiness must fight to climb the obstacles," commented Dinia.

They think Ditrian will be overwhelmed. However, the boy was still walking around looking at something.

"Main is near here only," Pint Dinia.

"It's cali halta kalun!" reply the child while crouching.

Taran and Dinia sat side by side staring at the boy. "When he grows up, how will."

"I don't want him to grow up fast. Just like that, keep it sweet and funny" Taran said.

"I was the one who raised him from the baby, wanted him to be. However, reality is not as beautiful as Taran," said Dinia.

"If he's big, I'm afraid he's asking to see his father." Taran looked sad.

"Taran, if your real father meets, will you forget your foster father?" Dinia diverted the question.

"Of course not."

"Ditrian is the same. Right now and in the future, you're still his father."

Taran hold Dinia's hand. "Thank you very much. You gave me a chance to be his father."

"If the chance to be my husband?"

Taran chuckles. He hugged Dinia tightly. "That's so much more I'm grateful for. I don't want to lose you both for whatever reason."

"We don't want to be separated from you either."