Father of My Son 2
9. Whispering people

"Ma, nana," said Ditrian showing food in his hand.

"Are you hungry again?" Dinia lowered her head and carried Ditrian. There were many staff following them from behind. Taran is in it.

In Dinia's sling, Ditrian looked back. His eyes were on Taran. The boy reached out his hand. Taran grabbed Ditrian's hand, then pulled back. He wanted to play with that guy. Every time his hand escaped Ditrian laughed with satisfaction.

"That's Dira Kenan's son, huh?" whispering voices.

Coincidentally, they were playing at the mall. Dinia wants to buy toys for her son. However, the response of others is different.

"He's not ashamed to take the baby outside, is he? But his father is still hidden."

Of course, people will continue to gossip about the past of Ditrian. Hearing that, it was not only Dinia who was fretful. Taran too. Dinia has always been a good mother. Ditrian is also a sweet and active child. It's outrageous to make them bully objects.

Dinia to the escalator. Ditrian hiding face. When his head poked from Dinia's shoulder, he was manyuning towards Taran. However, Taran's eyes looked the other way.

"A~an!" call Ditrian.

"What?" ask Taran.

Ditrian moved quickly to hide his face back. At the end of the escalator, Dinia decided to enter the restaurant. "Make the Titrian milk, Sus," the woman's pinta on the sitter Ditrian.

"Good, Miss."

Again people stared at Dinia. "Still young, successful career. Baby has a kid is not clear."Despite whispering, they seemed to deliberately make it sound to Dinia's ears.

"His father used to be so. Her mother was pregnant with her first child. Down probably to his son," another chimpanzee.

"Young people now have sex before marriage. Strangely normalized again."

Taran nodded. He immediately contacted the restaurant to provide a room so that Dinia's privacy was maintained. Thankfully, the staff were so deft that they didn't have to wait long.

"Miss Kenan, if you are going to attend, it might be best that you contact us first. So that we can provide the best service," suggested the manager of the restaurant, came to see Dinia.

"I don't know when I'm hungry. I usually eat only small meals. So it's okay. It's my stomach's fault, not your restaurant" Dinia replied.

"I don't mean that, Miss. It's just, I'm ashamed of the Kenan family for lacking the maximum in serving you."

"I just want to eat, sir. Just serve the food I ordered. I'm not a bad person about food."

Before long the manager resigned. Ditrian came down from Dinia's lap. He pulled Taran's arm. "What's up, Mister?" ask Taran.

Ditrian pointed out the door. "You better eat first. I want a bribe?" tawar Taran's.

Ditrian. He just kept pulling Taran's arm out of the room.

"Just play. If he's hungry, he'll come back here" Dinia said.

"Good." Taran finally followed where Ditrian took him. The boy was silent at the door. He was lulled with lanterns on the ceiling. The restaurant has an oriental theme.

"You want that, Mr Ditrian?" Taran knelt down to be at par with the face of Dinia's son.

Ditrian shook his head. He hugged Taran tightly. "Why? You sad?"

Taran gendong Ditrian. He looked around where the eyes of the people were looking at Ditrian. The boy was indeed a child, but he could feel people's dislike for him.

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