Father of My Son
Because of the Deed
Diandre rubbed his eyes. It's nap time and this kid is still stuck in court with Dira and Bia. Not that they come to divorce, it is a process of changing the birth certificate of the child. At least because it was born after marriage, the replacement of the deed is not as complicated as when Divan used to be.
"Now it's a complicated deed, huh?" lamented Bia. She was breastfeeding Diandre in the car. The boy had his eyes half closed. If the stomach is full of milk, Diandre must be immediately sound.
"Maybe because many falsified birth certificates. Our force regulations are still not this complicated. People can easily change and make birth certificates. Even to have two."
Diandre's hand raised upwards. He tugged at Dira's shirt sleeve. The man smiled and kissed his son. Diandre took off his source of living water. "The board?" ask Diandre.
"Schooler. It will be late afternoon" replied Dira. Diandre is back to drinking milk. The child scratched his forehead with a stiff movement. Sometimes he also holds his big toe.
"Today I met the former trainee's mother" Bia said.
"Mayen?"
Bia nodded. "He was cheating on me with his daughter. Said I lost to Cloena. It also seems his son wants to be with you. Naturally, it's still that age."
"Keep you apaain?" ask Dira.
"Dimarahin mamah until expelled. I think he's really outrageous. Does our family need to finance it like that? He dared to use the salon that became a subscription to the Kenan family," complained Bia.
Dira leaned his nape on the back of the car. "I think so too. I need to make a calculation with him. Return the favor. Not that it can be arbitrary. I'm sure papah has more to lose in returning the favor than the loss due to the documents it used to lose."
Dira thought for a moment. What can he do to teach Mayen a lesson. Don't say it Dira if you can't prank people to the edge.
"Ah, I'm dizzy. The problem is you don't want to support me." I think Dira has a dead end. He looked at Diandre. Soon the bright idea came up. "You know I told you that Ceril's on her birth certificate wasn't named after her father?" ask Dira. Bia nodded.
Dira took a cell phone. He asked his assistant to take a picture of Mayen's residency card. He wants to find Mayen's address. At the very least, he could find out from the lady's neighbor.
Of course Dira has Mayen id card, every trainee who enters will be checked for background by providing a copy of personal residence documents as well as the closest family. Only the case of Ceril at that time, he escaped because of playing fire with the director at the company Dira.
Dira's eyebrows shot up. He found another strangeness. "Status woman is a widow. That means he was married, donk. Although her husband died, it is not still legal in the eyes of the law that his father's daughter. Especially if born within nine months with the death of his father," thought Dira.
He looked towards the courthouse. "Wait here. I need the money" he said and got out of the car. Bia only saw Dira walking into the courthouse. "It takes money instead of going to the ATM and go back there" Bia protested.
Dira may not be able to change Diandre's birth certificate instantly. Just for information, it's still easy. Dira went to the lobby. He is smart enough to look for sources because he sees how his papa plays with people's personal information.
"On behalf of Mayen Regi?" ask the officer who has been given the direction of his superiors to tell Dira about the information needed. Dira nodded. He was glued to the computer screen of the male staff who helped him.
"There are data divorce papers with number xxxxxx. On behalf of Mayen Regi with Lousiano Louis in 1998" the officer said.
Dira sculpting. There was a huge blow that hit the back of his head. It's not a thing, but a bitter reality. "Lousiano Louis?" ask Dira again. The staff nodded. He pointed to Lousiano's name there.
Dira nodded. "thank you. Tell your boss I'll call you later" Dira said. He walked heavily out of court. His breathing was as heavy as a step, he stared straight at his car where Bia was.
Wait, let Dira understand first. Mayen and her father-in-law divorced in January 1998. That month, Bia was born and was a few months old. In Livetown, marrying more than one wife is not allowed. The second wife had no legal status. Mayen was his first wife. "Then whose mother? Bia who?" thought Dira was confused to rub the face.
Dira scratched his head. It's getting complicated. His mind drifted to remember Bia's birth certificate, which was created a year after his wife's birth.
"Please your mind, pity your wife" Dira said. He walked towards the car. Dira opens the door at the wheel.
Bia looked at Dira with annoyance. "Can what?" tanya Bia was curious about Dira's findings. The man looked at Bia. He rubbed his wife's hair. So close to Dira's gaze.
"Where? What the hell is it? Come-coming his attitude is already strange that," protested Bia.
Dira shakes. "Listen yes, remember what I said. I won't leave you," said Dira.
Bia snorting. "You find a pretty girl in there?" todong Bia's.
Dira chuckles. "I don't find anything, really. It's not important at all. If you think I'd rather spend time with Divan than take care of Mayen" said Dira.
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