Father of My Son 2
5. I'm a mother

"We're reporting to the police" the idea of Marta, Dinia's closest friend. The girl didn't have many acquaintances, only Marta she could trust since they were in High School.

Dinia still thinks. He looked at the baby's face in the sling. "If his father does not meet, where will this child be taken?"

"Maybe an orphanage. Isn't there a lot of kids who are dumped or even lose their parents?"

Marta's answer even made Dinia's heart tick. "That night was drizzling. He's in his own box. The trash stinks. He was crying, no one was listening. I don't pretend I didn't hear." The look in Dinia's eyes was deep.

"Dinia, the man in the world today is in distress. You know, young people now don't want to get married and have kids. You for example. Let's just take somebody's kid." Marta grabs a tissue to wipe her mouth after eating a biscuit. Just a piece, he was on a diet because his weight had already reached sixty kilos.

Still sitting on the sofa of her apartment, Dinia patted the baby softly until she stopped crying. He gave her one bottle of milk. What does not understand about how to babysit, Dinia search on the internet.

"Don't you take it long, let's just call now." Marta's hand has been stretched out. He's about to pick up the phone.

"No! I'd think. Give me some time," Dinia refused.

"Think what?" Marta was amazed by the contents of her best friend's brain. In this one year Dinia created a lot of surprises. She was depressed and sedated, refused when asked for her first love, vowed not to get married and now has a baby out of nowhere.

Dinia hugged the baby. "I said I didn't want to get married, I didn't want to have children."

"Dinia, please! Don't start again!" Marta had even gotten questions from both of Dinia's parents. Really, he doesn't know. Not everything Dinia would open up to her.

"I want this kid."

"That's her fault! After all, which fool threw away a child carelessly and said he would pick it up when he was successful? Does he know who it was that took?" Dinae uses her logic.

"If he saw you take this baby secretly?"

"There's nobody there. Just me and this baby!" dinia.

"Certainly? What are your parents? This child would definitely be heartbroken if people continued to call him a foster child. The laws of our country?" Marta tries to persuade Dinia.

"This kid doesn't need to know?"

"Your family is no ordinary person. The Kenan family owns almost half of the country. Your father was a popular artist. My grandmother knew him. How could anyone not know? Dinia, you're the smartest student on campus? Why do you always make stupid decisions?" Marta feels like she wants to hit Dinia back and forth. Better their position is exchanged, pity Dira Kenan has a girl like this.

"I'm going to ruin public thinking. I'm going abroad this week for a year. Then I'll go home and introduce this boy to the public as my son."

Martha rolled her eyeballs. "Just do what you want, Dinia. It's free for me to talk, to be heard, not."

However, Dinia had already fallen in love. Especially when the baby holds his finger firmly. His eyes tried to open and recognize Dinia's face. "Who would I say I'd be alone for a lifetime? You'll accompany me. Aye, right?" Dinia spoke to the baby.

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