Father of My Son
Sauce
If anyone feels the story is starting to round, it's your choice to continue reading whether not. I'm just trying to keep my word until January 31st. It's not because of the baper. Just wanti-wanti before there is maki in the comment field groove problem 😅. Usually, some people like to come.
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"There may be someone who is misplaced" said Dira dismissed suspicions. He grabbed the flowers at the headstone of his male in-laws and he took them to the trash. There was no name on the flower.
Trying to think positively, Bia also did not think about the origin of the flower. He wanted to concentrate more on his desire to introduce Diandre.
"Well, Bia's coming. Last time Bia came here, there was Divan. My mom and dad have a new grandchild. Name's Diandre. Now you can walk and get smarter" said Bia.
"Grandpa's same grandma is dead, huh?" ask Divan who has begun to understand the meaning of the word died now. Another time first here who thinks people in the tomb sleep do not want to wake up because lazy.
"Yes, that's why you're sad. Divan is sad if it is far from the same mamah and papah. Mamah too. Mama can't see her parents anymore" Dira explained in a whisper. Divan nodded.
The boy looked at his mother. Divan holds Bia's hand. "You're not sad, are you? Kan Divan temenin mamah," said Divan to calm his mother. Bia nodded.
"Divan want to say something to Grandpa and Grandma?" ask Bia.
The boy thought for a moment. "Yes. That's youho. Divan keepin mama. Let mama not be sad. Now Divan school. It's moved, anyway. Divan's not naughty, either. Diandre can't talk yet. It can also be later. Diandre also Divan also loves grandparents," said Divan.
The boy asked for flowers from his father's hand. Divan kept the bouquet of flowers in the graves of his grandparents. "Why did my grandparents die?" ask Divan curiously.
"Car accident. So it's better to use a car what should?" reply Bia.
Divan glanced back while raising her index finger. "Look, careful!" his nag. Dira ruffles Divan's hair in a fit of rage. Don't know who the kid is nagging.
While Diandre held the side fence of the tomb then swayed to the right and to the left while singing.
Bia glanced at the graves of her sister and brother. They never grow up. Remain a child in the memories of Bia, a playmate, fighting over something to do mischief.
Even in the course of that time with them in the car, Bia remembered they were noisier just because of a toy car owned by David. Sherin is two years smaller than Bia. No wonder Bia doesn't want to budge on her sister, feeling friends.
"If Sherin's still around, maybe I could just as well ngasuh son as him. So friends confide too," complained Bia.
Dira laughs. "There's me, right. Don't imagine something you thought couldn't happen. It will only make you hurt and a lot of thoughts," advised Dira.
It is true what her husband said. Anyway it's all happened. "Some of you can confide in Sora. Occasionally come to Daren's house. Sora's sister is also lonely in her own home" Dira suggested. Bia nodded.
They say goodbye to returning home. Diandre held Bia while Divan carried Dira. "Diande, her hair is nice!" point Divan at Diandre's hair that Bia paled at the top. A small washcloth facing the sky like a fountain. (Jeez Sky, so suck).
Diandre laughing. His teeth seemed to appear some that had grown perfectly. Another with Divan who spoke first, Diandre first teething. "Board, sleek!" ledek Diandre's. The child's intent is not the real word. He was just babbling without knowing the meaning of a word. Divan thinks it's true.
"I'm sorry. Divan can talk smooth, right? Explain to Diandre how. Kan Diandre doesn't know yet, Divan knows," advises Dira.
"Yes .. yes. Diande's a handsome sister. Because the handsome clock is added, nih," obviously Divan is softer.
"Oh!" Diandre snorted and then turned his face away.
"Don't say handsome Diande," confided Divan.
Bia laughing. "cannot yet. Diandre also said that ugly was unintentional. Mamah once told my sister that Diandre was talking not the truth. Maybe Diandre had heard that word from someone else," explained Bia.
"Ooh, forgot. Diandre just went along and said it. Sis ajarin Diandre is ugly, so can. Later do not say ugly again Divan," said Divan understand.
They returned to Heren with sadness for leaving Mrs. Carol herself. The woman refused on the grounds that she could be close to her daughter's grave.
"When you want to stay here for a long time" complained Bia. Longing for the hometown is difficult to muffle unless you live there again.
Diandre looked at the glass of grass and cows. "God!" diandre's Voice. He pranced to see the beast.
"Cow?" ask Bia. Diandre. "Pi!" exciting Diandre.
Dira's phone rings. The man uses handsfree and then picks up the phone. "Yes, Daren?" ask Dira.
"When I met that woman. What is his name ... Mayen," said Daren.
"When?" ask Dira. He clasped the wheel hard.
"Staffku is still following. It's just that papah's meeting is only limited to Mayen, never with Ceril. The meeting was also just on the side of the road and it never got out of the car. The woman had previously gone to Emertown" Daren explained.
Dira. "When?" ask Dira.
"He arrived yesterday by train. It's just that while there, Mayen escaped the sight of my staff. He said he was just carrying a small bag, unlike people who were going out of town. That's why they don't prepare" explained Daren.
"Did the affair happen in the past and Papah tried to cover up? Ah, this frustrates me. How long do we not seek clarity? Why does she know Emertown? Is it from here?" ask Dira.
Hearing the word cheating, Bia immediately put on an ear. He was curious about the fact that it happened to be a burden on Dira's mind lately.
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