Father of My Son 2
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"Welcome, sir," said a staff bowing in front of Taran. The man raised his eyebrows. He approached the staff.

"Can I help you, sir?"

"Your shirt is less buttoned? What's loose?" taran Tegur.

The staff was wrong. "I'm sorry it's so disrespectful, Mr. Taran. He quickly buttoned the top of his shirt."

"Not all men are comfortable seeing that. If someone else is upset, you should be more, "Taran advised and went into the office.

The staff looked upset. Instead of successfully teasing one of the superiors, Taran humiliated. "So he used to be just a regular staff member. If it wasn't for his wife, he'd be nothing." The staff nyerocos. He turned around and was shocked to meet Dinia. It was unexpected that Taran's wife walked far behind her husband.

"I gave him a job not because he's my husband, but I do value he's capable of it. The department had a long time of trouble and was done when Taran took the lead in it. I don't want Taran to hear such a remark from your mouth and feel offended. A lot of people want to work here. If you don't like it please send a resignation letter," threatened Dinia subtly.

"Sorry, Miss. I can't keep my mouth."

Dinia continued to step into Taran's office. He stood in front of the man's table. "Women's staff outside, what are you scolding for?"

"Which one?" Taran thought a bit until he realized who Dinia meant. He's revealed everything.

Dinia clenched her hands. He went back outside, ruffled his waist in front of the staff earlier. "I think Taran's reprimand is not wrong. May I know your motive for wearing such a short skirt even shows a rather sensitive part for what?" Dinia issued a loud reprimand.

"Fashion only, Miss."

Dinia chuckles. "You look around. I don't forbid employees here to wear fashionable clothes. But only you are in trouble like this. Fashionable people cannot be polite. It's still the office, Miss."

The staff shed tears. "Miss, if I get fired, what do my parents eat. I'm the backbone."

Dinia massage forehead. "That's why I'm sorry. If you feel sorry for your family, take care of their good name. I'm not gonna fire. From now on you are transferred to another office. There is a special uniform there. Unless you act again."

Dinia asked one of its special staff to collect the staff data earlier. Sitting at the desk, Dinia felt like she was faced with a lot of the burdens of life. Documents piling. The effect of the fall of Rubey's fashion brand, DW Fashion became flooded with orders.

"I should be happy or sad, huh?" inner Dinia. His hand picked up the pen and began to read one by one the documents there. "Well tired of Taran's layanin last night. People want to rush to get married. I'm actually asking to be a housewife."

Dinia could imagine taking Ditrian to school, cooking and waiting for her husband to come home. If there is free time can fall. It was just a pseudo dream because in fact housewives are not that simple.

In his office, Taran was still compiling the data. He uses a lot of applications to get the job done. Another with Dinia, Taran is smart to arrange the work until more organized. You can see it from his neat desk.

Not long after a staff came. "There was a call from Rubey's company, sir," the secretary said.

"What have you asked for?" Taran thought it was just a matter of the design they stole.

"Personal issues. The staff wants you to talk straight away" he said.

The secretary left the room. Taran took the phone. "I'm Taran Green, how can I help you?" ask Taran in a firm tone.

"This is Gustavo Rubey. You know who I am."

Taran gasp. "Chairman, salute me. The last time we met it seemed like your impression on me was uncomfortable. Sorry, I'm just a daughter-in-law in the Kenan family" Taran said.

"I want to meet you in person" Gustavo pinta.

"For now, I have a fixed schedule. Maybe I'll call you later." Taran wants to sell expensive. After what the man did, where perhaps Taran understood so easily.

"I hope you can really take your time. It's very important and I can't wait long. Of course you understand my health condition." The man was still begging.

Taran squeezes tissue. It was so easy for the man to ask, and he forgot that a crying baby called him decades ago. He just shut his ears.

"Tonight, I'll meet you" Taran said. Eyes fire. If it is true that the man wants to admit the mistakes of the past, Taran will make sure he is truly sorry until Taran is satisfied.

After the phone closed, Taran kicked the office chair. The man sat down covering his face with both palms.

After the work was completed, Taran left the room immediately. He did not want Dinia to be aware of the departure. Using his wife's car, Taran travels to Gustavo's private villa. His arrival was well received by the maid, confirming that he had already known her identity.

Taran was invited into a room, as soon as the door opened, Gustavo was seen sitting on a wheelchair. The man reached out his hand for Taran to approach. A staffer kept a chair next to the man.

"I'd really like to see you, son. There's a lot I want to tell you. I'm sure your mother didn't have time" said Gustavo.

He tells of his meeting with Taran's mother to have a baby who was eventually taken away. "If I had known, I would have lost you forever. Maybe I'll take you abroad." Gustavo shed tears.

Taran was still silent, staring at the man. "Taran, I want you to be my successor. Fight for the greatness of the name of Rubey."

Taran let go of his father's hand. "Do you have any proof that what you're saying is true? As long as no one proves it, to me you are still someone else. One more thing, for me there has never been a parent created other than my adoptive father" Taran said.

The man stood up. "Reserve what you have. Take good care of your wife. Advise your real son." Taran stepped away.

"I've been looking for you for a long time. Back, Taran. Compared to you, you are inferior to others. With me you will be honored, have this wealth," call Gustavo.

Taran looked back at him. "Sir, who will honor a child born of an illicit relationship? Moreover, there was a woman who was hurt. For me being in the Kenan family is much more respectable. May you be healed." Taran's feet stepped. At the door, someone held back. Taran raised his eyebrows.

"Don't block my path!" firmly the man.

"You'll stay here. I won't let Kenan use you." Another Gustavo staff entered the room.