Father of My Son
Dissective
"Divan pamit's. Sorry Divan is naughty, but Divan likes it good too. Later friends must miss, Divan the same," said Divan in front of the class. Bia watched from the door. Divan. He looked up and saw the teacher's face.
"Mother teacher, Divan will miss," said Divan. He held out both hands asking to be hugged. The teacher nodded then lowered his head to embrace Divan. "Mother's a healthy teacher always, huh?" divan.
The teacher nodded. "Divan at the new school is getting smarter, huh? School is also dear to everyone," the teacher said. Divan's tears are flowing. He's hard to change schools, but he won't hurt his friends if he stays here.
After parting ways with his teacher, Divan hugged his friends. The kids are crying. They are too happy to play with Divan. "Divan won't be here again?" ask Leo.
Divan nodded despite regret. "Leo just go to Divan's house. It's on the 5th year lakeside Estate," Divan tells her the address. Leo nodded even though he did not memorize what Divan said.
"Raya, Divan sorry. Sorry Divan is rude," said Divan with a big heart. Raya nodded. He returned Divan's hand.
Last time, Divan waved his hand. He walked to the door while occasionally seeing his crying friends see him. "Divan!" call the children in a soft voice.
Divan wiped away the tears. He hugged Bia to hide his sadness. "Mother teacher, I said goodbye. Thank you for keeping Divan all this time. This is a gift for mom and Divan's schoolmates as our apologies and thanks."
Some of the waiters entered the classroom giving out many paper bags filled with toys. Bia carries Divan out of class towards the parking lot. Dio was walking beside the car while being watched by his nanny.
While Dira was in the principal's room to take care of Divan's transfer documents. Bia followed him there while bringing Divan all farewell.
Dira sat down opposite the headmaster. Just stymied a long table. Divan came down from Bia's arms and walked towards her father.
"Hello, Divan wants to change schools, huh?" ask the principal. Divan nodded. "Hopefully there is fun too, huh? Diligent school," said the principal.
Bia sat next to Dira. The man signed some documents. "I'm sorry, Mom. This is too rushed. It's just this decision we took because we thought it was the best. Divan is also not uncomfortable in school here. He just avoids similar problems from happening" Bia said.
Dira nodded. He looked at Divan sitting between Bia and Dira. The boy looked around the room. It seems he still remembers the events in this room.
"We've been separated before. Divan and I lived far apart. That's why he's traumatized when he hears me and his mother separated. Like I said, Mom. We don't blame Raya for what the boy said. He's just a little kid who doesn't understand anything" Dira explained back to the problem.
"Only to our dismay, how his parents irresponsibly doctored the child with such inappropriate sentences. My mother is also both grown up. We are both married and understand what I mean. Is it good to tell a child that he will marry a woman who already has a husband?" firmly Dira.
"That's, Sir. I am also a bit disappointed with this incident. This honestly tarnishes the name of the school as well. We have tried to give understanding to Mr. Zayn and his grandmother Raya to apologize. But to this day still no heed. I feel bad enough because here even you who come to school and cheerfully just say sorry."
Dira rubs Divan's hair. "It's okay, Mom. As for their apologies, we didn't expect it much ourselves. Our priority is only the psychological state of Divan. I also stressed that we did not have any hate or anger at school. Instead we thank you mom for educating Divan well," added Dira.
Bia gave me a paper bag. "This as an apology is also our gratitude. Please accept, ma'am."
After saying goodbye, the couple left the principal's room. Divan walked in front of Dira as well Bia. Diandre who saw his brother immediately ran over with a happy face.
"The board!" call Diandre. Eyes sparkling. He hugged Divan tightly. "Will?" ask Diandre.
"Yes, Diande. Come home now, sister tomorrow to school Brother Emelie."
"Divan! The drug!" call Divan's friends from the terrace of the school building. They all wave at Divan. The boy took a deep breath and exhaled heavily. "Food up everyone!" pamit Divan's.
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Sometimes we adults are never conscious, just small words, but hurt a child. Because many of us often forget that children have feelings too. They can feel, just not knowing what sentence is right to say it. One of the most important education for toddlers is to teach them the name of their emotions.