Father of My Son
Father of My Son
This is the last episode of My Son's Father. Thank you for reading this far. The remaining votes can be donated for the last time.
Ouh yes, I AM STILL AT NOVELTOON/MANGATOON WITH a new work. TAJIR IS IN LOVE.The plan I'm up tomorrow. Hopefully you guys give support for blue like giving support to Dira. Just reminding. During the initial month, the new work CANNOT BE RETRIEVED BECAUSE IT WILL AFFECT THE LEVEL OF THE NOVEL. Now there is a LIKE rank. The likes you give will enhance the new novel author. 🙏 If you still want to support the author here, let's read MR. TAJIR FALLS IN LOVE and reads right after giving favorites.
THANK YOU I SAID ONCE AGAIN TO ACCOMPANY BIA AND DIRA TO GET HERE. WE MET IN A NEW NOVEL, HUH? HOPEFULLY THE LEVEL IS BETTER THAN BEFORE. THANK YE.
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Bia, I'm sorry. After this, I don't want our friendship destroyed. Whatever your answer is, I still want your equal.
So then. Before you go on, close your eyes. If there is me in your shadow. The answer is definitely yes. Want to be my girlfriend?
Dira Kenan's
She smiled as she looked at the letter again. Time is spinning so fast. The sheet of paper he held in his arms. Then Bia opened her notebook.
To Dira Kenan as a baby, as a toddler, as a Kindergarten, in Elementary School, as a High School, when you left me, when you were the father of my son, when you were my husband ... to me you are still the friend I love as sincere as my heart.
Drabia Kenan's
Sound of steps. Bia closed the note. He felt someone rub his shoulder. Bia looked up and saw Dira standing beside him. "Where's dinah?" ask Dira.
"In the room, he said he wanted me time because he was happy. Don't know what," replied Bia.
Dira's body moved to Bia's side then sat down on the side chair. He held his wife's hand. The bonfire was still burning not far from them. "Where do you want Divan?"
"Says permission to take a trip to Emertown to meet with Mrs. Carol and others. We'll be there, too, okay?" ask Bia.
Dira nodded. Bia rested her head in Dira's arms despite being blocked slightly by the armrest of the chair. "Lozy house. Diandre went abroad. This is not good to have children whose age is close to each other. When they grow up, they are busy together, too" complained Dira.
Bia patted her husband's arm. "Our children will one day have children, our grandchildren. It was then that our house started to get crowded again."
"We are young. Still able to have another baby" Pinta Dira.
Bia's laughter boomed. "Ih, what are you ashamed of? Children certainly do not want if asked to take care of a baby sister," declined Bia.
Dira laughs. "They're afraid that it's their child?"
Suppose Bia approves of Dira's speech. "You know, Diandre likes the same woman as Divan."
"That you, could have gotten your son. Besides pity she just broke her heart ... when you broke her heart again?"
"I actually talked to my friend about Aira. Your son said it first. Where he asked my friend to keep a secret about who he is. He said he wanted to pretend to be an online taxi driver" Dira said.
Again, Bia laughed. "Diandre is whose descendant, anyway? There's just his behavior."
He looked at his laughing wife. "Darling, you know you're so pretty?" ask Dira.
"That's. You're the one who's unconscious."
"Pretend not to know" complained Dira.
Bia laughing. "Yes .. I don't know, who said?" ask Bia.
"Because in every view of me, it's always you that I remember" replied Dira.
"If it be Mary?" reproof Bia.
Dira's face looks tangled. He pinched Bia's cheek. "I always lose if I have to choose between you and Mary" complained Dira.
"If you choose Mama Maria is also okay. He said the man who loved his mother must have loved his wife too."
"I chose Dinia. Our daughter has nothing to match her beauty," Dira chimed in.
The two hugged again. "Darling, don't leave me first, okay? I can't afford. Let me just die first." Dira rubbed his wife's hair.
"It's not fair, I languish alone. Same cake," protested Bia.
"Yes, don't die just yet. Just two days like this."
"Aren't you bored we've been together with the baby?"
"If bosen would not have Diandre with Dinia," answered Dira briefly but mengena.
Bia smiling. He kissed Dira's cheek. "Thank you for being the father of my son" Bia said.
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